"Don't overthink it," Wen Hao said, burying his face in Yan Li's neck.

Sensing the continuous presence of a living person emanating from Wen Hao, Yan Li froze again, and an idea inexplicably popped into her mind.

People often say that the end of death is oblivion. If one day she forgets herself, will she really disappear from the world?

Dawn breaks.

Several days later, the events of that night could no longer be kept secret from the rest of the household. They even began to discuss it amongst themselves, speculating whether their master had truly succeeded.

Although that was their young lady, it didn't change the fact that she was no longer alive.

If there were truly ghosts, they would absolutely not dare to stay any longer, not even out of consideration for the past relationship between the master and mistress.

Wen Hao was not unaware that something was wrong with the servants in his household. Even the one in the palace seemed to have discovered something and repeatedly found reasons to give him a break, determined to make him reflect on what was truly important.

Yan Li, oblivious to everything, didn't realize something was wrong until several days later.

After opening her eyes again in Wen Hao's arms, she couldn't help but push him away anxiously, "Why haven't you been teaching His Highness the Crown Prince lately?"

How can a person be so lazy?

Aren't you afraid that one day the emperor and the crown prince will realize that they can do without him and will therefore distance themselves from him?

Yan Li vaguely remembered that Wen Hao used to leave early and return late, spending every night in the study, but recently he rarely came to the palace.

The students who used to visit me seem to have encountered some huge trouble and have not come to visit me for quite some time now.

Wen Hao propped himself up on his elbows and sat up, still looking a little tired: "I've already taught that prince everything I could in the past three years. Continuing would just be a waste of his time."

"It's good to be able to stay by your side day and night and watch over you."

When the crown prince was mentioned, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Li raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling that something was amiss. She stared at Wen Hao in front of her, lost in thought.

Just when Wen Hao thought Yan Li would be moved or shy, Yan Li seemed to suddenly realize something and pointed at him, "Oh~ I know, you don't want to work hard and want to continue being a freeloader."

Wen Hao froze slightly.

Is she allergic to romance?

Just as he was sulking, Yan Li lowered his head in great distress and continued as if deep in thought, "But now that I've become a ghost, I can't do business and I can't earn money to support you."

"I have the will but not the ability."

Yan Li was still wondering whether to continue teasing Wen Hao when she caught a glimpse of him and saw that his eyes had already reddened.

Oh no, we've brought up his sad stories again.

Before she could react, Wen Hao pounced on her like a wolf, losing all restraint as he kissed Yan Li's lips, his thick palms gripping the back of her neck, holding her firmly in his arms.

She was cold, not warm, and even her lips were cold to his heart.

"You don't need to remind me over and over again."

"I can't let go, so even if you become a ghost, don't even think about abandoning me."

Compared to Yan Li calling him a parasite, her subsequent intentional or unintentional reminder made Wen Hao feel even more uncomfortable.

Yan Li felt a little guilty and didn't say anything, just lowered his head and let Wen Hao's kisses fall on him. But as the kisses continued, his head started to wander.

Through her clothes, Yan Li felt a warmth against her chest and instinctively wanted to shrink back, but Wen Hao was already prepared. He held her waist and pulled her closer to his arms.

She looked up, gently bit her lip, paused for a moment, then rested her chin lightly on Yan Li's shoulder, ultimately not continuing.