Prince Ning, upon hearing the words, instinctively became guarded, but quickly, he dismissed the speculation, "Did you really poison me? However, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, for I did not eat your Fresh Flower Cakes!"
Gu Jiao sighed softly, "It's just as well you didn't eat them, you're about to feel unwell."
Prince Ning frowned.
Before he could ask her what she meant, he suddenly felt an odd sensation sweep through him, his chest growing anxious.
He swiftly tried to sink his breath into his Elixir Field, planning to suppress the odd sensation with his internal strength, only to find that his internal strength seemed to have significantly weakened.
From his experience, internal strength wouldn't diminish in an instant, most likely, it had been dissipating for a while, but he hadn't noticed because he hadn't been using his martial arts.
His gaze toward her turned colder, "What have you done to me!"
"Drugged you, of course," said Gu Jiao nonchalantly.