My senior sister and I were both poisoned by a love potion. The senior brother who’d grown up with us carried her into a hot spring. He looked at me apologetically.
“Feng Yao, your true form is just a lowly little chicken. You can’t compare to Senior Sister, who’s so delicate.”
He said that if the poison wasn’t dispelled, Senior Sister would lose all her cultivation. But after years of being in love with him, all I could do was watch as he bathed and enjoyed himself with her. Through the mist rising over the hot spring, I clearly saw the triumphant look in Senior Sister’s eyes.
He emerged naked and tossed both their clothes into my arms.
“Feng Yao, it’ll take time to clear the remaining poison. You can bring Senior Sister and me clean clothes every day this month.”
Suddenly, I was tired of it all. All these years, whenever Senior Sister had a problem, he’d run around after her. Now he’d finally run straight into her arms. I turned and casually dropped the filthy skin in my hands on the ground, then stepped over it.
But the love potion still had to be cured. I posted a new notice on the sect’s announcement board.
“Who will marry me and never let me down...”
