Chapter 4093 — Most Peculiar
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"Ah, this ginseng broth I'm giving you is not merely to build up your health—there is a deeper meaning in it!" Sima Qian made as if to feed Wei Zhao the broth with her own hands, and laughed softly: "I have taken it upon myself to decide—tonight is your wedding night with that maidservant of mine! A single quarter of an hour is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so how could you not fortify yourself while you still can? Wouldn't you agree?"
"Truly? Then that is wonderful—thank you for making it possible, Miss Sima!" Wei Zhao put on a look of impatient eagerness, took the bowl of ginseng broth in both hands of his own accord, and took a small sip.
Even back in the mundane world, Wei Zhao had already been a skilled physician; a single taste told him exactly what was in the ginseng broth. After just that one small sip, he could already break down its components.
There was nothing seriously wrong with this bowl of ginseng broth, but a little something extra had been added—nothing else than a fierce, potent draught meant solely for carnal use, much like the yang-tonics of the mundane world!
Could it be that Sima Qian really did intend for him to spend the night with her maidservant? Wei Zhao's doubts deepened at once. Before this, he had always assumed the other party was merely dangling a bit of sweetness before him, wanting him to do some shady business on her behalf—but now she had actually given him this kind of drug. That was far too strange.
"Well? Is the ginseng broth good?" Sima Qian stared at Wei Zhao with burning eyes. From the look of her, if he did not drain it all in front of her, she would not let him off easily.
"G-good... it's good..." Wei Zhao decided to play along; he tipped back his head and drank the entire bowl of ginseng broth in one go. This little bit of seasoning was nothing—once swallowed, he could refine it away inside his body directly. It could not possibly have any effect.
After drinking it, however, Wei Zhao deliberately put on a show of being consumed by lust—his whole body flushed and feverish, his eyes bloodshot, his breathing heavy—and reached out to grope at Sima Qian.
Sima Qian neither dodged nor flinched. She let Wei Zhao take his liberties, the corners of her mouth curving upward in the smugness of a scheme come to fruition: "Very well, Young Hero Ling. I shall have someone send you to the bridal chamber now."
With that, Sima Qian snapped her fingers, summoning a guard from outside, who supported Wei Zhao away.
The very next moment, however, Sima Qian—who had been all silken glances a moment before—abruptly put on a cold, sinister expression and said to a maidservant who pushed the door open: "Little Qiuhua, well? Is everything arranged?"
"Everything is arranged, Miss. Please have a look." Little Qiuhua, fawning, handed over an object—and it was, astonishingly, a tablet-like MP4 player!
Sima Qian took it and switched it on. A surveillance feed of a room appeared on the screen, and within it sat a woman of stunning beauty, dressed in a white gown, pure and holy as ice, like a fairy fallen into the mortal world, unstained by any dust of the vulgar realm. She inspired admiration, yet one could not bear to profane her.
"Tsk, tsk. The things the Central Chamber Commerce sells really are advanced! They say this is the pinnacle of mundane-world technology. Ordinary means cannot bring such things up here at all—only the Central Chamber Commerce can manage it. And for just this one little surveillance device, they want ten thousand spirit jades. Truly outrageously expensive..." Sima Qian sneered at the woman on the screen while clucking her tongue in admiration.
"Indeed, Miss. But this thing really is useful! When the time comes, all you have to do is show today's recorded footage to Senior Brother Wei. Let him know that the woman he has his eye on is in fact nothing but a slut. Then he is sure to come around and recognize how good you are, Miss!" Little Qiuhua flattered with a grin.