Xiaoqi instantly had a face full of worry.
"What can we do? The Prince is so smart, no plot or scheme can escape his eyes..."
"Unless..." Xiaoqi's eyes darted, glancing at Gu Xia, hesitating.
"Unless what, my dear granny? You're killing me with suspense." Gu Xia reached out to pinch Xiaoqi's cheek, wanting to squeeze it hard.
"Unless you use the sedative to knock our Prince out, and then take the opportunity to transfuse blood. You know, as long as you approach him, he won't be on guard." Xiaoqi said.
"The idea is okay, just a bit rotten."
Xiaoqi laughed heartily, "Having a plan is better than nothing, right? So, are you in or not?"
"Alright, I'll give it a try."
Gu Xia then got some deep sleep medicine from the hospital and put it into a bottle of orange juice.
Then she entered the room and walked over to the Prince.
"Drink the orange juice, I specially bought it for you."
"Master, you're not thirsty, you can put it aside."
