"What is the pill for?" Wei Kangnuan asked her after seeing the white pill in her hand.
"There is too much aphrodisiac in the house," Peng Mingzhu told him. "This is the antidote."
"Oh, thank you," Wei Kangnuan said as he reached out to accept the antidote with a soft-looking smile on his face.
Everytime that she gave him a nice gesture, he would immediately be embraced in happiness. Even if the gesture was nothing but a small one, he would still be happy. Maybe this is what love does to someone.
At the same time, he did not question that the pill could be something else instead of an antidote. If you love someone, then you would trust them no matter what.
However, if someone from the capital were to see him taking a pill without talking to a physician first, they would over-worry about him and even ask why he was not taking any precautions. After all, the pill could be poison and not an antidote.
