Female Supremacy and Rise to Power: Lin Shu's Imperial Examination Adventures

Chapter 108 The Deer Banquet Turmoil (Antidote)

"Okay, okay! Go on!" Feng Yu was not only hot, but also felt strange all over, though he didn't know why!

After everyone left, Feng Yu, still dazed, wandered around the artificial hill, completely unaware of his surroundings. Seeing the bedchamber, he rushed straight there, pushed open the door, stumbled and fell onto the bed, frantically tearing at his clothes while muttering, "Hot..."

The banquet was still half an hour away from officially starting, but palace servants from the imperial kitchen were already filing in and setting out food and drinks on the tables.

Lin Shu was about to go to the toilet when she saw a handsome but flustered servant accidentally knock over a palace maid who was setting out wine and water, soaking the hem of her sky-blue skirt.

The palace servant and his attendant quickly knelt down and begged for mercy. Lin Shu frowned, said it was nothing, and then told the two of them to get up.

The servant over there said something to the eldest princess and Ling Wanzhen, and Ling Wanzhen followed him excitedly.

Lin Shu patted her dress, got up and went to the carriage to get spare clothes, intending to change. Meanwhile, the blue-clad man who had been admiring the flowers on the other side also got up and left his seat.

When Lin Shu reached the corner of the artificial hill, she heard a hurried voice coming from not far away:

"My lord, the person is already in the side hall of the East Garden. There is still aphrodisiac incense that the master lit this morning. The drug must have taken effect by now. If you do not have intercourse with her in time, you may explode and die. I hope you will hurry..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu couldn't help but gasp inwardly. She hadn't expected there to be such a bold person. The Deer Garden usually only opened the East Garden for people to rest, but this person deliberately acted in the East Garden, clearly afraid that others wouldn't know.

However, with the banquet approaching, she did not wish to participate, so she went directly to the West Garden, which was not open to the public, to change her clothes.

After entering the West Garden, Lin Shu casually pushed open a door, locked it behind her, and then began to untie her clothes.

Just as he took off his outer robe, he heard a sound coming from behind the screen.

"Who?" Lin Shu's eyes turned cold instantly.

Seeing no one answer, Lin Shu slowly walked around the screen and saw a chubby boy with a flushed face and a pained expression. His clothes were half undone, exposing his arms and chest.

Unexpectedly, this chubby little boy, who usually looks plump, is actually really fat!

He was currently half-lying on the bed, knees bent and back arched. "It," partially obscured by his clothing, was clearly engorged with blood, a rather alarming sight. ("It" refers to the little fat boy's...)

Lin Shu roughly understood that the person who had been drugged, as mentioned by the person by the artificial hill, must be the chubby boy in front of her.

According to those two men, the only antidote is sexual intercourse with a woman…

Just as she was pondering how to respond, the person on the bed also saw her. A pair of round, cat-like eyes, brimming with tears, gazed at Lin Shu through misty eyes, their lips moving, their voice extremely hoarse:

"Waaah... Lin Shu... Lin Shu... I'm dying, please save me!"

As he spoke, seemingly forgetting that he was kneeling on the bed, he reached out his hands and lunged at Lin Shu. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Lin Shu had no time to care about anything else and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Once she was settled, the chubby boy forcefully pulled Lin Shu's hand, which she was trying to pull back, around his waist. Then, as if he wanted to curl up in Lin Shu's arms, his hot body rubbed against her, and he raised his flushed face with a look of satisfaction.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he grabbed Lin Shu's slightly loose collar, rubbing against her while sobbing uncontrollably.

"Waaah... Lin Shu, I'm sick, I'm definitely going to die, what should I do! I haven't married you yet... I don't want to die... Waaah..."

Lin Shu had already heard him say twice that he was going to die, so she frowned and asked with concern, "What illness do you have?"

"Waaah... I feel so hot all over, hotter than when I had a fever before. My bones feel like ants are crawling all over them, itchy and tingling..."

As Feng Yu spoke, she suddenly ripped off the clothes covering her face, pointed at 'it' (referring to something on the chubby boy) with a pained expression, and said:

"And...and it hurts so much here...it's getting more and more painful..."

A hint of worry crept onto Lin Shu's face; she was torn between looking at him and not looking at him.

"Lin Shu...I don't want to die...I still want to marry you...Lin Shu..."

Finally, after the little fat boy's repeated calls, Lin Shu, seeing that "it" was probably at its limit, disregarded everything else and said, "I will ask His Majesty for your hand in marriage!"

Then, to the chubby boy's astonished yet delighted gaze, he ripped off his clothes, pressed himself against him, and their lips met, soft and warm...

……

Inside the boudoir, the two nestled together, their bodies pressed close, feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeat.

Suddenly the kiss deepened, their hands caressing each other's bodies, exploring every curve and contour of the other.

At that moment, their bodies and souls seemed to merge into one...

[A pair of lovers nestled in the quilt, their love lasting; a pear tree in full bloom overshadows a crabapple blossom.]

Half an hour later.

The end of everything.

After tidying herself up, Lin Shu helped the chubby boy, who was limp but full of energy, straighten his clothes and gently stroked his soft hair, saying:

"This must have been done intentionally. You should leave now and lest your reputation be ruined by someone with ulterior motives. I will ask His Majesty for your hand in marriage today!"

Feng Yu gazed intently at Lin Shu, then nodded obediently and replied, "Mhm."

After saying that, he gave Lin Shu a light peck on the cheek. Lin Shu was helpless and before she could say anything, she heard a series of noises coming from not far away.

He hurriedly picked up the chubby boy from the bed, and while the boy wasn't looking, he put all the filthy items into his spatial storage, then pushed open the window and headed to the other side...

……

She was unaware that a quarter of an hour earlier...

As soon as Feng Han arrived at Luming Garden, her aunt, who was in charge of supervising Feng Yu, rushed over to report that the Seventh Prince was missing. Feng Han felt a sense of foreboding.

Just then, a group of people headed towards the East Garden. Feng Han gestured to the Imperial Aunt beside her, who quickly stepped forward and loudly asked:

"Wait! How dare you! How dare you not kneel before His Majesty?"

The group of people hurriedly knelt down, pleading, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

"What is it?" Feng Han asked solemnly and authoritatively.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, a scream just now came from the direction of the East Garden. We suspected something had happened, so we went to investigate..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Han clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves, almost squeezing out through clenched teeth: "Let's go."

After saying this, he led the crowd toward the East Garden.

Upon arriving at the side hall of the East Garden, everyone heard lewd sounds coming from inside, causing them to blush. They then all looked at Feng Han, whose face was ashen, never expecting such a thing to happen!

A woman who had just passed the imperial examination this year received a look from someone, feigned surprise, and murmured softly:

"This... even if the Seventh Prince and Miss Ling were unable to control themselves, they shouldn't..."

"Nonsense!" If someone hadn't stopped her, Feng Qing would have rushed forward and slapped the person!

"Insolence!" At the same time, Feng Han also shouted out sharply, her eyes sharp and full of killing intent.

Feng Zhao also rebuked him with a dark face: "Do you know what the punishment is for slandering a prince?"

"Your Majesty, spare me! Half an hour ago, I vaguely glimpsed the Seventh Prince and Miss Ling walking hand in hand, and in that moment I spoke without thinking..." The woman hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

However, her words have successfully planted seeds of doubt in the hearts of those around her!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a cold, questioning voice came from behind:

"May I ask, young lady, how could you determine that you are the Seventh Prince based solely on your silhouette?"

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