Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 318

After what seemed like an eternity, Shen Lingjun finally came to her senses.

"You...get out! Get out of here!"

She felt like she was about to break apart, and she didn't care about anything else, so she started yelling at Mo Zhonggui.

Mo Zhonggui stood frozen in place, motionless for a moment.

Only when Shen Lingjun's voice rose higher and higher, almost to the point of collapse, did he turn around stiffly and slowly, as if cracks had appeared on a stone or clay sculpture, and walk out in an extremely strange posture.

I didn't forget to close the door behind me.

Shen Lingjun was still soaking in the medicinal bath, panting heavily, his face burning up.

Mo Chonggui...unexpectedly...

Shen Lingjun desperately told himself that he was a eunuch, not strictly speaking a man, and that in the palace, concubines didn't shy away from eunuchs at all...

But she wasn't a concubine!

Shen Lingjun hurriedly stood up from the bathtub, dried herself off, and put on her clothes.

She can no longer continue soaking in it.

Fortunately, the medicinal soup was dark and very dark, making it impossible to see anything underwater. She had been submerged in the soup, with only her neck and a little bit of her shoulder showing; Mo Chonggui probably didn't see anything...

Even after drying off and putting on clothes, Shen Lingjun could still clearly smell a strange, bitter, and spicy medicinal odor emanating from his body, the kind that could practically choke a person to death.

This indescribable expression appeared before Mo Zhonggui...

Shen Lingjun felt like crying, but right now, she didn't have time to figure out how to get rid of the medicinal smell on her body.

Shen Lingjun came out of the room, and Mo Zhonggui was waiting for her in the courtyard outside.

"..."

When their eyes met again, only two words stood out between them: "awkward."

Shen Lingjun immediately turned her gaze away in a panic, not knowing where to look. Mo Zhonggui had a stiff face, his gaze hovering in the air a foot above her head.

He asked curtly, "What are you doing? Why are you taking a medicinal bath?"

His mind was still filled with the scene he had just witnessed...

Shen Lingjun was in the bathtub, the black medicinal soup reaching just above her chest, revealing her shoulders and collarbone. Her snow-white skin appeared even more pale and cold against this stark contrast, almost as if it were shimmering with a faint glow.

The dark, thick medicinal soup, which was not particularly beautiful in itself, took on a strangely alluring quality when contrasted with her cool and ethereal face.

Like a pure white flower, falling from the pristine clouds into the dark mire, it was polluted, eroded, and swallowed up...

Just like he had dreamed about countless times.

Mo Zhonggui's breathing became rapid and erratic again, which he tried his best to suppress.

Shen Lingjun felt it was impossible and unnecessary to hide it from Mo Zhonggui, so she told the truth: "It was the Grand Princess Pingkang who gave me a slow-acting poison, and I am currently detoxifying myself."

Mo Chonggui's attention was immediately diverted: "Princess Pingkang? Why would she poison you?"

Shen Lingjun recounted Song Yong's lustful advances towards her with disgust, and added at the end, "I've already used drugs to castrate him. In the future, he'll probably only be able to have the desire but not the ability to be with any woman."

As soon as she finished speaking, she wished she could bite her tongue off—

Mo Chonggui was a eunuch; he too had been castrated, and like him, he was impotent with any woman he desired...

There was once a minor official who merely made a subtle mockery of his disability, and he promptly mutilated her, turning her into a human pig and killing her on the spot. Why is she bringing this up in front of him?!

Mo Zhonggui was indeed enraged, and a murderous aura suddenly surged in his eyes.

Shen Lingjun's heart tightened, and she subconsciously took a step back, the words of apology already on the tip of her tongue: "Mo..."

But before she could say anything, Mo Chonggui sneered.

"So what if he was castrated? That kind of scum is too dirty to even feed to a dog!"

Shen Lingjun: "..."

Mo Chonggui continued sarcastically, "Princess Pingkang is, after all, a member of the royal family. To please that filthy scum, she actually went to such lengths... She can't even control her own man, so she takes all her anger out on women? No wonder so many women who had ambiguous relationships with Song Yong before all met with bad ends."

Princess Pingkang and he had always kept to themselves.

Although she was of noble status, she only had Song Yong on her mind and did not care much about current affairs and politics. As long as she could live her stable and luxurious life, she was content and posed no threat to Mo Chonggui.

Mo Zhonggui had never had much interaction with her. He had heard some things about her, but didn't know much about her.

But now that she's made a move on Shen Lingjun... things are no longer a matter of keeping to themselves.

Shen Lingjun said, "I also discovered that the slow-acting poison she gave me was created by my master, the Elder Xingju. I suspect that she might be involved with the enemy who killed my master, otherwise this medicine wouldn't have ended up in her hands. Chief Supervisor Mo, have you heard anything about her relationship with my master?"

She was just asking casually. Mo Chonggui has a very powerful information network in Kyoto; he knows many secrets and might be able to provide her with some clues from back then.

Mo Zhonggui: "No, but I can help you check."

Shen Lingjun immediately blurted out the word "no need".

She didn't want to owe Mo Zhonggui any more favors, especially since this matter had nothing to do with their alliance and was her own private affair.

But she remembered that Mo Zhonggui had warned her in a sinister and cold tone that if she needed his help, she should come to him; otherwise, he would go and bother her.

Now that he's offered to help, does she dare refuse...? Is she courting death?

Shen Lingjun quickly swallowed back the words that were about to come out: "Thank you, Chief Supervisor Mo. I'm sorry to trouble you. I originally wanted to ask you to help me investigate."

Mo Zhonggui seemed quite satisfied: "Very good."

He glanced at Shen Lingjun.

Her long hair wasn't completely dry; tiny beads of medicinal liquid were still gathering at the ends, dripping down and looking like black pearls on her non-absorbent silk shirt.

"Go and continue the medicinal bath. I'll come back to you when I have results."