At the other end of the room, the guard who had been drugged into unconsciousness was splashed in the face with water by his companion and finally woke up, his head still heavy and dizzy.
"This damn woman, she is just too... hateful!"
He cradled his forehead with one hand, feeling as light as a feather, not even knowing where he was.
Lack of martial morality, seriously lacking in martial morality, she just threw the drug at him without saying a word, giving him no time to react. It was infuriating.
"Are you alright?"
His companion stood by his side, asking softly.
It was fortunate that they came in time and didn't let Gu Qingyu get close to their prince. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened next.
"No."
The guard shook his head.
But just by doing so, he felt as if his head wasn't on his neck.
"That's harsh, what kind of drug was that?"