But as he was speaking, he noticed his voice had changed, and his mouth started to feel numb, then he realized his lips had swollen: "Mmm... Miss Nalan, what did you... do... to me?"
He couldn't even speak clearly.
"Serves you right." Seeing Chen Mo in this state, Nalan Yiren's anger subsided significantly.
"Stop fooling around, quickly... give me the antidote."
Chen Mo, overwhelmed by lust earlier, only then remembered that she was a master of poisons, with poison all over her body.
Perhaps at the moment he kissed her, he was already poisoned, and it was only now taking effect.
He tried using his internal energy to resist, but it was useless.
"Hmph." Nalan Yiren snorted coldly: "Do you still dare to mess around?"
"I... dare not, grandma... please spare me."
"Just wait, it'll be fine in half an hour."
"Ah, that... long, no... antidote? Can you give me some of your blood... to drink."
"Don't even think about it, this is your lesson, to make you remember."
