All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

When the two arrived at the inn, they found it empty, without even a trace of a waiter.

I asked Zhong Ling and found out that she had temporarily booked the entire inn.

The three entered the door, and Zhong Ling casually flipped the signboard outside the door over to indicate that the business was temporarily closed. She then clicked the door latch shut.

The inn had a deck of cards readily available. Zhong Ling rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out a clean piece of cloth from somewhere, then spread it on the table, and the three of them sat down around it.

In the first two rounds, the two of them helped Mu Wanqing familiarize herself with the rules. She was quick to learn and mastered the game after just two rounds.

Before the third round even started, Zhong Ling suddenly spoke up: "Just playing cards is so boring, how about we add some stakes?"

Mu Wanqing looked up at her: "What's the prize?"

"The loser has to drink a penalty shot! How about it, dare you?"

As Zhong Ling spoke, she took out three small wine jars from under the table, placed one in front of herself, and pushed the other two to Zhang Cheng and Mu Wanqing respectively.

Seeing her excited state, Zhang Cheng and Mu Wanqing both sensed that something was wrong.

However, Zhang Cheng was skilled and daring. He took the wine from Zhong Ling, opened the bottle, and sniffed it. There was no strange smell.

It's unlikely that this little girl would dare to, or would go so far as to, add some strong ingredients like saliva to herself; at most, she would just give herself some laxatives.

The soldier's comprehensive physical enhancements have increased his resistance to various drugs.

Now that he has obtained the Northern Darkness True Qi, although he cannot achieve the same level of immunity to poison as Xu Zhu in the later stages, he is still no match for ordinary poisons.

"Okay." He nodded. "I'll come."

Mu Wanqing didn't say anything, but while Zhong Ling's attention was on Zhang Cheng, she quietly switched the jar in front of her with Zhong Ling's.

Zhong Ling was completely unaware and began shuffling the cards with great interest.

After that, the three of them started playing cards seriously. There were wins and losses, and everyone had their moments of triumph and defeat. After several rounds, everyone had drunk quite a bit.

As Zhang Cheng drank, he suddenly felt his blood and qi surging within him, and a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen, rushing straight to the top of his head.

He frowned, realizing something was wrong.

Logically speaking, both he and Zhong Ling drank spiked wine. Given the difference in their physical constitutions, even if he drank more, it was impossible for Zhong Ling to have no reaction at all, while he himself would show abnormalities first.

He looked up at Zhong Ling. The girl was happily playing her cards, her face showing no sign of anything amiss.

That's really strange.

Zhang Cheng dared not be careless any longer. He immediately sat cross-legged on the long bench, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing. He circulated the Northern Darkness True Qi throughout his body, trying his best to suppress the restless blood and qi.

Seeing his unusual behavior, Mu Wanqing also dropped her playful attitude. She looked at Zhong Ling and asked, "Zhong Ling, what did you put in the drink earlier?"

Zhong Ling didn't respond. She just chuckled foolishly, still holding the cards in her hand, and continued playing them on her own.

"Your turn, Sister Mu... Hurry up and play your card..."

Mu Wanqing then realized something was wrong. Zhong Ling wasn't unresponsive; she had already been tricked.

She quickly got up, walked to Zhong Ling's side, and shook her shoulder.

"Zhong Ling? Zhong Ling! Wake up!"

Zhong Ling, who was still mechanically holding the cards and playing them, was shaken so badly that she felt as if her bones had been removed and slumped softly into her arms.

"Ugh..." She groggily raised her head, her eyes unfocused, a trickle of drool running from the corner of her mouth, mumbling incoherently, "Sister Mu... hot..."

Although Zhang Cheng had often complained in his mind that this girl was always daydreaming and laughing, and that even if she was cured, she would still be a drooling idiot, it was all in jest.

Right now, Zhong Ling was drooling, smearing half of her chin with saliva, and was completely unaware as she rubbed it against Mu Wanqing's sleeve.

Ignoring her disgust, Mu Wanqing reached out and touched her forehead; it was frighteningly hot.

She quickly found a clean towel in the inn, went to the backyard to get some cold water, soaked it, and then applied it to Zhong Ling's forehead.

Stimulated by the cold towel, Zhong Ling dazedly recovered for a while, and her eyes finally regained some clarity.

Seeing that Zhong Ling had regained some of her senses, Mu Wanqing quickly asked, "Zhong Ling, what did you put in the wine? Where is the antidote?"

Zhong Ling mumbled in a daze, "It was... Yin Yang Harmony Powder... given to me by the old man... I don't have the antidote here."

Mu Wanqing was startled. "You dared to poison me without an antidote?"

Although she's a free-spirited and mischievous girl, she's always had some sense of propriety. What's wrong with her today?

Zhong Ling nodded her head slightly, drool still dripping from the corner of her mouth, but she struggled to lift her eyelids and explained:

"It's not poison, it's a tonic that will stimulate romantic feelings between men and women... If two people who are mutually attracted use it, then... then..."

She thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable word, so she simply summarized it in her own words:

"Anyway, it's about getting Sister Mu and Brother Zhang...closer together!"

Although Mu Wanqing was also clueless about matters between men and women, she was at least a few years older than Zhong Ling. Considering Zhong Ling's current behavior of constantly pressing herself against her, she could roughly guess what this thing was.

"This..." She wanted to go to Tianlong Temple to get the antidote from Duan Yanqing. But looking at Zhong Ling's current temperature and condition, if she left now, she would probably be too old to handle by the time she returned.

She turned and glanced at Zhang Cheng again.

Zhang Cheng was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on the bench, with white steam rising from his body from time to time and veins throbbing on his forehead, clearly indicating that he was not in good condition.

Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and suddenly asked Zhong Ling, who was still somewhat conscious, "Little sister, do you like your Brother Zhang?"

She had actually sensed that after the incident in Beizhuang, Zhong Ling's attitude towards Zhang Cheng had subtly changed, surpassing the initial feelings of "a younger sister looking at her brother-in-law."

However, Zhong Ling was clearly very rational and restrained, never crossing the line. So Mu Wanqing didn't pay much attention to it.

Zhong Ling was currently delirious and had no defenses against Mu Wanqing. When asked this, she nodded groggily, "I...I like..."

As she spoke, she snuggled closer to Mu Wanqing, like a kitten, her voice soft and sweet:

"But... Sister Mu did it first... I... I'll just take a look..."

She looked up at Mu Wanqing with hazy eyes and muttered softly, "You're so fierce... I wouldn't dare argue with you..."

Mu Wanqing fell silent. These words made her finally decide.

If it were her usual personality, she would never share her ideal husband with anyone.

But lives are at stake right now. What's more, she had just witnessed what happened to her parents not long ago.

Madam Duan had a grudge against her own mother, yet she was ultimately willing to give in to her mother's wishes. Why couldn't she reciprocate in her relationship with Zhong Ling?

I started doing it as soon as I thought of it.

Mu Wanqing helped Zhong Ling up, went upstairs to find a superior room, and put her on the bed.

Then she got down and helped Zhang Cheng. Halfway there, she suddenly stopped.

He turned back to the table, picked up the jar of wine that Zhong Ling hadn't finished, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, she wiped her mouth, helped Zhang Cheng up, and rushed upstairs.

There are some shameless things she wouldn't do when she's sober.