Huo Beichen, under his command, had large bowls of dark, pitch-black concoctions brought forward, which, despite all the garden lights being lit, failed to elucidate the substance, only a strange odor wafted over...
Gu Nanfeng, who usually disliked strange smells, almost spat it out in one gulp, "Beichen, is this dark stuff really the so-called 'treasure' that works in one shot?"
"It smells so horrible!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
"Do you not understand that good medicine tastes bitter?"
Hearing this, Huo Beichen felt a twinge of guilt, but pretending to be serious and putting on airs, he cleared his throat and spoke earnestly, "Afraid of bitterness? If you are, don't drink it. I'll finish it all by myself. When Nuanxi and I were trying for Little Xingchen, we each drank a big bowl one night, took a bath, and that was it, and the result... she got pregnant!"
"Each drank a big bowl?"
