There wasn’t a phrase like “sticky candy” here, so Xi Liyue couldn’t understand what she meant.
Feng Jingge changed her wording.
“What I mean is—are you planning to stick to Prince Yu and refuse to get down?”
Xi Liyue shook her head, her tone innocent and naive. “I’m not sticking to His Highness, am I?”
That soft, sugary “am I?” made goosebumps rise all over Feng Jingge’s skin. She couldn’t help but shiver.
She leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and spoke slowly.
“Actually… you’ve already recovered your memories, haven’t you?”
As she said this, her gaze never left Xi Liyue’s face, watching every subtle change in expression.
She wanted to see whether the poison in Xi Liyue’s body was something she had given herself.
After all, the poison inside Xi Liyue’s body came from Western Ling.
Feng Jingge kept watching closely, and Xi Liyue’s expression did change—
from confusion… to even more confusion.
Then she asked blankly, “What do you mean, recovered memories?”
“……”
Feng Jingge fell silent.
She didn’t look like she was pretending.
So it didn’t seem like she had poisoned herself.
It was probably someone else.
“Imperial Aunt,” Prince Yu returned after handing over the prescription to the steward and asked, “I’ve already given the prescription to the steward. Could you tell me what exactly is going on with her?”
At that moment—
“Your Highness!”
Xi Liyue’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him.
She walked around Feng Jingge and threw herself straight into Prince Yu’s arms again.
Prince Yu’s expression instantly became awkward.
Pushing her away didn’t seem appropriate.
But holding her also didn’t feel right.
Feng Jingge turned and looked at them.
Then she suddenly asked, “Prince Yu, does Xi Liyue smell very fragrant?”
Prince Yu hadn’t paid attention before, but after hearing this, he instinctively sniffed.
A faint, pleasant, indescribable scent drifted into his nose.
He nodded. “Yes, there is a fragrance. What about it?”
Feng Jingge replied calmly, “That scent is poisonous.”
“!!!”
Prince Yu’s pupils contracted violently. He shoved Xi Liyue away and staggered several steps back, putting distance between them.
Only then did he turn back and ask urgently, “Imperial Aunt! If it’s poisonous, why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“I didn’t smell anything at first. After you said it, I tried smelling it deliberately.”
“That means I’ve inhaled even more of it!”
“Your Highness!”
Xi Liyue, suddenly pushed away, stood frozen in place as if struck, looking at him with grievance.
She tried to move toward him again.
Prince Yu quickly shouted, “Stay where you are!”
Her eyes were red with grievance, but she still wanted to approach.
Feng Jingge reminded her calmly, “If you go over there, your prince will be poisoned just like you.”
Xi Liyue froze.
She bit her lower lip, staring at Feng Jingge with hurt and disbelief.
“You don’t like me, so you’re making up a story that I’m poisonous just to keep His Highness away from me, aren’t you?”
“…You’re overthinking it.”
Feng Jingge glanced at her.
“Let me ask you—have you been applying rouge or powder?”
Xi Liyue shook her head.
“You haven’t used any cosmetics. So how could you have the scent of powder on you?”
She froze.
Then she raised her hand and sniffed herself hard—but couldn’t detect any fragrance at all.
Feeling deceived, anger rose in her eyes as she stared at Feng Jingge.
“There’s no scent at all! You’re clearly saying this on purpose so His Highness won’t let me near him!”
“That scent is not something you can smell yourself.”
Feng Jingge said helplessly.
“It’s coming from your skin.”
“It’s caused by the poison in your body.”
“The poison is called Yù Xiāng.”
“It also has another name—Xiāngsī.”
“When a woman is poisoned, she will naturally align with the person she loves. Her body releases an intoxicating fragrance to lure that person.”
“After intimacy, the poison transfers to the man. From then on, he will obey the woman unconditionally—even willing to give his life for her.”
Prince Yu’s expression changed instantly.
It turned extremely ugly.
“You…”
He pointed at Xi Liyue, his face pale and his body trembling.
Xi Liyue hurriedly explained, “Your Highness, I didn’t! Don’t believe her!”
“I truly like you, how could I possibly harm you!”
Feng Jingge also felt that Xi Liyue likely didn’t have such intentions, so she spoke in her defense.
“Prince Yu, instead of suspecting her, you should think about whether you’ve offended anyone recently.”
“The one who poisoned her is trying to use her to control you.”
“They probably noticed you’ve been close to her lately and assumed you were fond of her, so they targeted her instead.”
Hearing this, Xi Liyue nodded quickly, tears falling uncontrollably.
“This…”
Prince Yu was at a loss.
He racked his brain but couldn’t think of anyone he had offended recently.
As for Xi Liyue’s condition, Feng Jingge said the antidote was ready and just needed to be brewed.
Because of the situation, Prince Yu kept his distance from her.
Xi Liyue also understood and sat quietly in a corner, head lowered, saying nothing.
Feng Jingge glanced at her and felt a little sympathy rising in her heart.
She was about to go comfort her when the steward returned with the medicine.
So she stopped.
She took the medicine packet, checked every herb carefully, and only after confirming there were no issues did she say to the steward:
“No problem. Go brew it.”
The steward quickly left.
Soon, the medicine was ready and brought back.
After confirming Xi Liyue had taken it, Feng Jingge turned to the steward again.
“Please make another trip and bring me half a bucket of… latrine water.”
“Latrine… water?”
The steward thought he had misheard.
Qing Shan, Prince Yu, and Xi Liyue all turned to look at her at the same time.
Feng Jingge nodded.
“Yes. Latrine water.”
The steward’s expression turned unpleasant.
“Miss… where am I supposed to get something like that…”
Feng Jingge frowned.
“Doesn’t the Prince’s residence have toilets?”
“Just get it from there.”
“……”
The steward was speechless.
Disgusting.
But since it was the future princess’s order, he didn’t dare refuse and left reluctantly.
After he left, Feng Jingge looked at Qing Shan and Prince Yu.
“You two go find something to plug your noses.”
“The smell of latrine water is a bit strong.”
“And get one for me too.”
Qing Shan, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn’t help but ask:
“Princess… do we really need to plug our noses for that?”
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