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The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Suddenly finding herself in a rural setting, Lin Caisang became the village's renowned 'Star of Wealth and Honor'. Surrounded by unique relatives, they treated her as if she were a rare panda—held preciously in their palms for fear she would fall and gently kept in their mouths lest she dissolved. Meet the exceptional relatives: The Powerhouse Father, who declared, "You want Sangsang to get married? You'll have to get past me first." The Stingy Mother, questioning, "What does she need a husband for? She can have all the fine food and a carefree life with me!" The Sly Grandfather, suggesting, "Girls shouldn’t have to do the dirty, tiring work. Quick, call over your brother!" The Majestic Grandmother, fiercely proclaiming, "Who dares to bully Sangsang? Let them face a fight to the death with me!" The Protective Brother, assuring, "Little sister, all the good food is for you. I am not hungry!" Holding her flabby flesh, Lin Caisang wept without tears: "Let me go! I need to lose weight!" Meanwhile, the strikingly handsome, icy man next door not only protected and spoiled her in secret but also had a not-so-simple identity.....

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Chapter 370: No Antidote

"The person who poisoned you is incredibly ruthless. Given your condition, if they were to use any type of poison on you, it could potentially kill you instantly, and no one can guarantee your survival."

"However, this 'trigger poison' is unique. Its potency amplifies the agony of the poison in your body at the moment of its outbreak, making it unbearable. It coerces you into begging the poisoner for a temporary antidote that would alleviate your internal toxicity."

"And you, as a result of this 'trigger poison,' will continually be under their control."

After hearing her words, Ya Molian slammed his hand heavily on the table. His thin lips were about to be bitten through, and the hand under the table was tightly clenched, trembling slightly.

"Moreover..."

Lin Caisang hesitated, unsure of whether she should say the next sentence.

"There is no antidote for the 'trigger poison'."

Jiang Zuo abruptly interjected for her.