The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 843

Chapter 843: 387 The Majesty of an Emperor (One More Chapter)_3

Gu Jiao’s body seemed to have more endurance than the emperor’s, as the effects of the medicine slowly began to take hold after fifteen minutes.

She didn’t know what kind of medicine she had ingested; all she knew was she felt very sleepy. Just before falling asleep, she looked at the handsome face close to her and suddenly clasped his hand.

She gripped it tightly, as if she was about to lose him.

Xiao Liulang’s Adam’s apple moved difficultly.

Afterward, Gu Jiao fell asleep on the table.

She had a long dream filled with places she wanted to go and things she liked, and the man she had seen before falling asleep was in her dreams as well.

She entered the dream in a lucid state, a skill she had trained for in the Organization in her previous life.

She had been injected with numerous types of hallucinogens and was required to remain conscious throughout.

Of course, she hadn’t been able to resist such strong effects of the drugs at the beginning, but each time she was tormented both physically and mentally, she learned a bit more.

She understood now what this medicine was all about; indeed, it was a kind of sedative containing Mandala, similar in effect to the hallucinogens she had been injected with in her previous life—some hallucinogens made one feel blissful, while others subjected one to torment and fear.

When the sedative took effect, the face one saw would recur in one’s dream. Those without special training wouldn’t remember their dream upon waking, but the feelings from the dream would linger in their subconscious.

If they saw the face from the dream again, it would evoke the feelings from the subconscious.

Gu Jiao could completely detach from those feelings, but ordinary people couldn’t. That’s why the drug had its effect.

Gu Jiao suspected that these two substances weren’t just called black medicine and white medicine; they probably had more specific names. However, it seemed Nan Shi Niang found it inconvenient to elaborate.

When Gu Jiao woke up, she was lying in Xiao Liulang’s arms.

She wasn’t sure whether she had moved closer to him or if Xiao Liulang had pulled her into his embrace, hmm, quite comfortable.

"Awake?" Xiao Liulang asked with a hoarse voice.

His back was soaked with cold sweat. Despite his calm appearance, only the devil knew the agony he had just endured.