Chu Qianli still felt unaccustomed to being so close to Consort Yu.
However, given her good intentions, Chu Qianli found it difficult to refuse.
She could only stiffen her body, not daring to move.
Consort Yu’s hand landed on her hair, carefully picking out something from it.
Her voice was indescribably gentle, "Actually, our Wuya is a very, very good child."
Chu Qianli looked into her eyes.
For some reason, there seemed to be something in Consort Yu’s eyes.
A layer of something she couldn't see through.
Her gaze was drawn to Consort Yu’s eyes, and she found it difficult to break free.
Her hand subconsciously lifted, wanting to push Consort Yu away.
But, inexplicably, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Because Consort Yu’s eyes were so beautiful, so captivating that she couldn’t look away…
Consort Yu’s voice continued to sound softly, as if right by her ear:
"If you can give him some faith, make him cherish life again, make him accept your treatment and live bravely. In the future, whatever you want, I can give it to you, I can give you anything…"
Chu Qianli didn't hear another word Consort Yu said after that.
By the time she realized something was wrong, her vision had already become blurry.
Consort Yu’s eyes held a magic…
Finally, her head tilted, and she fainted…
…
Before dawn, a brief scream echoed from Chu Qianli’s original sleeping quarters.
As soon as the scream escaped, Long Ziyue realized something was wrong.
She couldn't scream.
So, the latter half of the scream was forcefully swallowed back.
Afterward, she raised her fist and landed a punch on Fulong’s chest.
Fulong was jolted awake by the pain.
His chest burned as if struck by a heavy stone, causing him to jolt and immediately counterattack.
Instinct!
Long Ziyue was not fully awake yet, and the hangover made her mind hazy.
She couldn't dodge Fulong’s grappling move in time and was instantly restrained, her hands twisted behind her back.
"You!" Long Ziyue gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Let go!"
Fulong was now truly awake.
He looked down and saw that the girl was half pinned beneath him.
Although she was clothed, her clothes were somewhat disheveled, and he didn't know when they had been pulled apart.
As he restrained her and pinned her down, she was bent over, her collar slightly open, revealing the view beneath her neckline…
Fulong’s heart jolted, and he immediately released his grip.
Then, with a loud slap, a heavy blow that almost stunned him.
Long Ziyue flipped off the bed, turned back to glare at him, and said furiously, "How dare you be so disrespectful to this County Princess!"
"I…" Fulong looked around.
He realized they were on the bed, and there was no one else in the room.
Where was A'Li?
Where was Fu Ning?
Why were there only the two of them?
Most importantly, why had they woken up in bed together? What had happened last night?
"You still want to pretend you don't know what happened?" Long Ziyue said angrily.
She was from the Longteng Kingdom and wouldn't be overly distressed just because she slept in the same bed as a man.
However, although she was a County Princess of the Longteng Kingdom, she was nothing like the women of royal families who had lovers on both sides.
She had been devoted to martial arts, riding, and archery since childhood, and had never been involved in romantic affairs.
Let alone had a man!
At this moment, finding herself lying in bed with a man, her first reaction was to hit him.
Her second reaction was a sense of panic.
Damn it, should she be responsible for him?
Some men in their Longteng Kingdom were very fragile; if they weren't taken responsibility for, they would become suicidal.
Long Ziyue stared at Fulong, her feelings indescribably complicated.
"How do you feel?"
Fulong blushed, his feelings even more complicated. "I… I don't remember."
Could it be that something unspeakable had happened with her last night?
Otherwise, why would she ask how he felt?
He had never experienced such a thing before, how could he describe the feeling?
"Do… do you want to die?" Long Ziyue asked again.
Fulong didn't know whether to blush or get angry, or if she was putting on airs again?
"I was drunk last night, but isn't the County Princess’s alcohol tolerance better than mine? Why did we end up sleeping together?"
However, speaking like this seemed… rather scummy.
Fulong immediately felt a pang of guilt and softened his tone, "I… I didn't mean anything else, don't be angry."
Long Ziyue wasn't angry at this moment, but rather, somewhat troubled.
"What should I do? Mother ordered me to get along with Prince Xuan, but I ended up with you…"
She tidied her clothes slightly, her mind in a mess, but she didn't seem particularly sad.
What was the use of being sad when something like this had already happened?
Fulong had also tidied himself up and gotten out of bed.
He didn't know why, but they had slept together here.
Truly, the more he thought about it, the more his head ached.
She was here to participate in the selection for the Crown Princess! If things were like this, wouldn't it ruin her reputation?
Should he… take responsibility?
But he was just a commander, and she was a dignified County Princess of a kingdom. How could he take responsibility?
"You…"
"I…"
They both spoke at the same time.
Their gazes accidentally met.
Thinking of them sleeping together last night, both their faces couldn't help but turn red.
"You must keep this matter a secret from me for now."
Long Ziyue had no other choice. Until she could think of a solution, the matter could only be treated as if it had never happened.
"I won't say anything about you coming here to find A'Li last night, and as for you and me…"
She thought for a moment before saying, "In short, I will take responsibility for you, but give me some time, I need to think carefully."
She left.
She left in a hurry, to Fulong’s stunned surprise.
Before leaving, she seemed to have given Fulong something.
He was truly unable to react.
A jade pendant?
Take responsibility for him?
Was this… a promise to him?
After a long time, Fulong’s bronze face instantly turned dark.
He felt like… he had been toyed with by a woman! And he had to beg her to take responsibility for him!
Was that what it meant?
This… was too much!
If anyone should take responsibility, it should be him!
This was truly… truly too much!
…
It wasn't yet dawn.
This night had been somewhat sultry.
Chu Qianli felt groggy, as if someone was holding her.
His body was very cold, cool from head to toe, lacking warmth.
But the arm holding her was incredibly strong.
A faint medicinal scent constantly lingered at her nose.
A very familiar medicinal scent, and as she smelled it, she felt a desire to linger in it…
Finally, the moment the first ray of sunlight broke through the window, Feng Wuya’s dark ink-colored sword eyebrows furrowed slightly.
An unusual sensation jolted him awake.
There was a girl in his arms!