The little guy continued, "Now please open your eyes and choose a jar~"
Bai Xuanmo glanced over. "The left one."
Ke Shouwang chuckled, "Then I’ll definitely choose the right one."
They both picked up the porcelain jars simultaneously.
Bai Xuanmo suddenly said, "I’ve changed my mind, I want to swap with you."
"Tch, Eldest Heir, no need to be so cautious. Swap if you want." Ke Shouwang handed it over.
When their hands briefly touched, Bai Xuanmo glanced at him nonchalantly.
Bai Zhi’er was afraid they would open the lids and discover something.
She quickly stood on tiptoes, waving her little hands, "Alright, alright, you both squat down, let me feed you~"
Ke Shouwang opened his mouth wide.
Bai Xuanmo hesitated for a moment, then before opening his mouth, still instructed, "Little Ball, be quick, otherwise if your hand gets stung by the insect, I’ll have to figure it out for you."
Bai Zhi’er nodded, "Brother, don’t you worry."
Watching as both of them opened their mouths,
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly opened the lid, and with the speed of lightning snatching marshmallow, quickly stuffed those two yams into their mouths!
Because Ke Shouwang had his mouth open so wide, and he was the owner of the insects,
Bai Zhi’er feared he would notice something amiss.
So she directly shoved it to the back of his throat, and finally, the little guy took the teapot from beside and poured it down his throat!
Poor Ke Shouwang didn’t even chew.
He blankly clutched his throat, "I feel like something slid down."
Bai Zhi’er nodded, absent-mindedly saying, "It’s just the insect."
But on Bai Xuanmo’s side, his thin lips pressed together, as if noticing the taste in his mouth was a bit off.
"All done eating, now, when will it take effect?" the little guy asked softly and cutely.
Ke Shouwang laughed proudly, "The power of the Poisonous Insect is that within thirty minutes, it will make one feel stomach pain, to the point of wishing for death."
Bai Xuanmo glanced sideways with his narrow, long eyes, picked up Bai Zhi’er, and put her back on the stool.
"Not full yet, keep eating, in a moment he’ll die here, I’m afraid you won’t have an appetite."
Ke Shouwang laughed out loud with his hands on his hips upon hearing that.
The expression was as if he had already won.
"Young Master, I’ve lost more than sixty times, no matter what, heaven should favor me this time, it’s not me who should lose, but you..."
Yet, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, clutching his stomach.
His complexion gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat started to form on his forehead!
"What’s happening, my stomach hurts so much!" Ke Shouwang suddenly couldn’t stand firm, holding onto the table, he kneeling halfway down!
His servant, scared, quickly gathered around—
"Young Master, are you alright, Young Master! Quick, get the awakening pill!"
"Idiot! The Young Master isn’t fainting, the Young Master has the Poisonous Gu!"
Ke Shouwang’s abdominal pain intensified, his round face twisted slightly with pain.
Just now he had clearly swallowed the antidote, why is this happening?
Bai Zhi’er was also stunned.
She had clearly hidden both little insects away!
Why is this Ke Shouwang still having a stomachache?
After more than sixty failures, Ke Shouwang suddenly understood, raising his head to look at Bai Xuanmo.
"Eldest Heir, you tampered with it again?!"
Bai Xuanmo was serving Bai Zhi’er a bowl of noodles.
Upon hearing this, he smiled faintly, his shady narrow eyes almost hidden under messy hair, looking extremely enchanting.
"Not completely foolish, you actually realized. You only said to let me take your insect, but didn’t mention I couldn’t fight back."