I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 378 It's Easier to Die
The pill dissolved in the cup. Pingxuan bent down, pried open Zheng Qianqian's mouth, held the cup against his teeth, and poured it all in.

Zheng Qianqian choked and coughed, the medicine he couldn't swallow dripping down his chin and soaking his clothes.

"How many times have I done this, Junior Brother? Why can't you learn your lesson?" Ping Xuan looked down at him, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, his black boots grinding heavily.

Zheng Qianqian's vision blurred with pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound, forcing out a hateful whisper through clenched teeth: "You just wait! Sooner or later I'll—"

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Pingxuan kicked him against the wall, bent down and dusted off his clothes: "Junior brother, instead of threatening me, you should do more things for Master. Maybe if Master is happy, he will treat you like I do."

"How dare you insult your master!" Zheng Qianqian struggled to sit up, wishing he could stab Ping Xuan a few times.

How could Master have taken a liking to such a two-faced, cowardly, and ugly fellow with only one face?

Ping Xuan sneered: "Junior brother actually has such self-awareness. If Master knew this, he would be very pleased."

Zheng Qianqian went over these words in his mind twice before realizing that Ping Xuan was cursing him. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood and pointed at Ping Xuan to curse him.

Having learned his lesson, he lowered his voice to curse this time.

Pingxuan didn't have time to listen to him cursing him. He kicked the wall on the side of his neck, startling him into silence.

The indifferent young man leaned down and stared at him, his amber eyes flashing coldly: "If Master wants Jiang Yao, go and catch her."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qianqian instinctively retorted, "Why should I listen to you?"

"Just because I'm the senior brother." Ping Xuan raised his hand and leisurely touched the rouge on his lips. "And this too."

Zheng Qianqian: Damn it!
He turned his head away: "I'm not going! Whoever wants to go can go!"

“Okay, I’ll go.” Pingxuan calmly put her leg down, turned around and walked out.

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Zheng Qianqian had a bad feeling. He quickly stood up, staggered and chased after him, brushing past Ping Xuan's shoulder, and went out the door before him, leaving behind the words: "Tell Master, I'll take care of it."

They disappeared in a flash.

Ping Xuan curled his lips slightly and scoffed, "Fool."

You think you can win Yin Lanci's favor with this?

It's easier to die.

He raised his hand to close the door, his eyes filled with gloom as he took out a handkerchief, forcefully wiped the rouge off his lips, and touched his beautiful face.

The wound has healed, but the pain lingers deep inside, festering within me.

Crazy woman!!

Inside the other room, Yin Lanci listened to Huang Ting's request and looked at her strangely: "You want a love potion?"

Huang Ting nodded.

Yin Lanci rested her chin on her hand and looked at her: "Do you know what the Love Gu is used for?"

“I know, I’ve heard my father mention it.” Huang Ting’s eyes were bright. “The love potion can make the person afflicted with it devoted to the person who wields it, until death do them part.”

Seeing her like this, Yin Lanci suddenly found it somewhat interesting.

She stood up and leaned closer, the delicate fragrance of orchids wafting onto Huang Ting's veil with each breath.

Huang Ting froze abruptly, like prey targeted by a venomous snake. She instinctively wanted to lean back, but remembering the consequences, she forcibly restrained herself, managing a weak smile as she looked at the beauty so close to her. "With your beauty and charm, little sister, you could have any man you wanted with a flick of your finger. Why would you need a love potion? Tell your older sister, who is so ungrateful?"

His tone was soft and slow, and his slightly hoarse voice seemed to have a hook, making people's hearts tremble.

Huang Ting was momentarily stunned. When she regained her senses, she had already told everyone about everything related to Young Master Wang.

Of course, what she knew was basically what Chu Liuzheng told her, which was made up by Chu Liuzheng.

To be more accurate, Chu Liuzheng also referenced the playboy youngest son of Wang Langzhong, the Minister of Personnel, when fabricating the story.

Coincidentally, Yin Lanci also knew such a person, so the moment Huang Ting finished speaking, he matched the person and the matter together and assumed that the young master Wang that Huang Ting mentioned was the youngest son of the physician Wang.

A good-for-nothing playboy, whose appearance was barely acceptable, spent his days idly indulging in women and had countless concubines at home. How could Huang Ting, with her arrogant and haughty nature, possibly be interested in such a person? She even considered using a love potion on him.

Yin Lanci found it strange, her reddened eyes darted around, and she sneered, "This man is blind, he actually treats my sister coldly, I feel sorry for my sister."

“Why use that love potion, sister? I have a heart-corroding potion here. Plant it on him, and when it takes effect, it will make him writhe on the ground in pain.”

Thinking of that amusing scene, Yin Lanci chuckled, her red fingernails sliding across Huang Ting's face through her veil, her voice alluring: "When the time comes, if you say one thing, it's one thing; if you say another, it's another. He certainly won't dare to disobey you in the slightest."

Huang Ting couldn't imagine someone as elegant and refined as Young Master Wang rolling around on the ground, and she didn't want to do that either.

She came to plead for the love potion for two reasons: firstly, she happened to run into Zheng Qianqian and learned that Yin Lanci was also in Sishui Town, so she couldn't miss the opportunity; secondly, she also wanted to leave herself a way out.

No matter what, she was determined to make Young Master Wang marry her, and that he could only have her from now on.

“I know my sister cares about me.”

Huang Ting had to mentally prepare herself before daring to take Yin Lanci's hand, which was resting on the table, and gently shook it, just like Huang Ying had done to her.

"However, what I seek is one heart. I want him to cherish and love me, not to fear or be afraid of me. I want to spend my whole life with him. Please, sister, grant me the love potion."

"Sister, you should think it over carefully." Yin Lanci withdrew her hand, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her face. "The love potion comes in pairs. It's not just planted on Young Master Wang, it will also be planted on you."

"The love potion can make that young master Wang devoted to you for life, but you cannot fall in love with someone else, otherwise you will both die."

She tossed the handkerchief aside, tilted her head to look at Huang Ting, and said, "There are so many men in the world, and there are countless men better than him. Are you really sure you want to tie your whole life to a man like him?"

When Huang Ting saw her wiping her hands, she knew that she was disgusted with her, and she was naturally annoyed. But when she heard what she was saying, she felt that she was thinking of her.

She couldn't help but ask herself, was she really sure she wanted to spend her life with a man whose background she didn't know?
Everyone gets old. No matter how stunning your appearance was when you were young, it will gradually become like an old and wrinkled tree bark under the erosion of time.

Will she regret it then?

Huang Ting lowered her eyes, pondered seriously for a long time, and finally nodded to Yin Lanci.

She thought about it.

She trusted her judgment.

Yin Lanci suddenly felt extremely bored. If she hadn't promised Huang Ting earlier, she would have kicked her out by now.

"Sister." Huang Ting looked at her expectantly.

Yin Lanci picked up her wine glass, her full red lips pursed at the rim, and the fragrant wine slid down her throat without leaving a trace, leaving only a faint rouge mark on the glass.

Yin Lanci had stayed at the Huang residence for a while, and Huang Ting knew her temperament well. She glanced at the gifts on the table and said, "I'll persuade Father to give Sister a 10% bonus next month, as a way of thanking her for helping me."

(End of this chapter)