"Rongrong, how much longer until the poison acts up?"
"An hour at most."
With that confirmation, Ji Xiaosong returned to her room.
The long night stretched ahead, a vigil she would have to endure.
She left her door ajar, casually slipping into a silk slip dress before getting ready for bed.
"Tell me when the poison flares up. I'm going to get some rest first."
"You got it~"
*
An hour later, Rongrong woke Ji Xiaosong.
"Song, Dai Lixing's poison is acting up."
Ji Xiaosong stretched languidly before slowly getting out of bed.
This poison wouldn't kill him; after all, there was only a little bit left.
At that moment, Dai Lixing had been about to rest when he suddenly let out a muffled groan and fell to his knees.
His nails dug deep into the carpet. When Ji Xiaosong arrived, this was the wretched sight that greeted her.
"What's wrong?"
