Qiao Zhiyi felt that the hand that reached out to her offered some relief, and she couldn't help but move closer and rub against it.

Seeing Qiao Zhiyi being so proactive, the servant was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to feel a burning sensation all over his body, as if he were on fire.

Without thinking twice, he grabbed the person and pulled them to the bedside, then tackled them to the ground.

Qiao Zhiyi, who was pinned down, was startled by the servant's sudden attack and regained some consciousness.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Zhiyi was terrified and shoved the servant who was on top of him with both hands and feet.

"What are you doing? I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, but I'm just following orders and doing my duty." The servant's forehead was bulging with veins, a hint of suppressed anger in his eyes.

Damn it, what's going on?

Why is his body reacting so strongly?

This was beyond his instincts!

"What do you mean by 'being ordered to do something' and 'being loyal to someone'? What are you talking about? Get out of my way!'" Qiao Zhiyi's head was spinning, and her consciousness was gradually fading, but she still tried her best to push the servant away.

Just then, there was a knock on the outer door, but Wang Pozi was nowhere to be seen in the courtyard.

Duan Qi was off work today, so he came early to visit Qiao Zhiyi. He could hear some noises coming from inside the room, so he knocked on the door. When he didn't hear a response, he pushed the door open and went in.

Passing around the screen, what came into view was an appalling scene: a man and a woman were writhing on the bed, or rather, tearing at each other.

Upon seeing the face pressing down on the man, Duan Qi's eyes widened in fury. "What are you doing?"

The servant was startled by the shout that shattered the roof beams, his body stiffened, and he turned his head to look at Duan Qi standing beside the screen. He finally came to his senses and scrambled off the bed.

"Young Master, Young Master, Young Master—"

Duan Qi kicked the servant away, his forehead veins bulging as he glared at Qiao Zhiyi on the bed, his voice barely audible, his face filled with disbelief.

"Zhiyi, tell me what you're doing."

Qiao Zhiyi felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak. The effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet, but with the last bit of consciousness she had, she rolled off the bed, her clothes disheveled and her face abnormally flushed.

"Brother Duan, Brother Duan Qi, save me... save me." She managed to utter these words, but Duan Qi didn't hear what she was saying at all.

Suppressing his rage, he approached Qiao Zhiyi, who was crawling towards him from the ground, bent down, pinched Qiao Zhiyi's chin, and lifted it slightly.

"Zhiyi, what's wrong?" He leaned closer to Qiao Zhiyi and noticed that she was trembling all over, which seemed a bit abnormal. His expression changed again.

He hurriedly lifted her up, patted Qiao Zhiyi's cheeks, who was somewhat unconscious, and was startled by her appearance.

"Zhiyi, wake up."

Qiao Zhiyi inhaled more medicine than the servant, who is now completely awake. What happened?

How come they arrived so quickly? Usually, it takes another 15 minutes.

Every day, they come right on time, not even a quarter of an hour off.

However, with proper maneuvering, things should still turn out well.

Thinking of the letter Duan Meili had given him, he touched his chest and shakily pulled out a letter.

"Young master, please spare me and Yi'er. We are both in love, but we have no choice in the matter."

Duan Qi's face was terribly cold and his gaze toward the servant was as sharp as a knife. "Shut up and pray that she is safe and sound, or I'll kill you."

The servant was startled by the cold, sharp gaze and shivered. The letter he had taken out froze in his hand, unable to be handed over.

No, everything was arranged perfectly for the young lady, so how did it turn out like this?

Qiao Zhiyi had been feeling unwell and extremely weak lately, and had only recently been able to get out of bed and take a few steps. However, she was suddenly affected by the effects of the drug, and her consciousness became unclear, her eyes were unfocused, and she seemed about to faint.

"Zhiyi, hang in there, I'll take you to see a doctor right away."

Although Qiao Zhiyi didn't know what was wrong with her or what had happened, she could feel the burning sensation in her body gradually subsiding.

She seemed to be slowly regaining her strength. Qiao Zhiyi reached out and grabbed Duan Qi, shook her head, and smiled weakly.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Duan Qi paused for a moment before glancing at the person kneeling on the ground beside him, trembling.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Qiao Zhiyi followed Duan Qi's gaze, then shrank back and leaned closer to him, her eyes filled with tears, and she was somewhat dazed.

"I don't know, I just suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and then he suddenly came in and handed me a glass of water, then pounced on me on the bed, shouting something about being ordered to do something and being loyal to the person in charge."

I don't know what happened either. While I was struggling with this, Brother Duan Qi, you came in just in time. Thank goodness you arrived in time.

Upon hearing this, Duan Qi's face turned completely dark.

Should one be loyal to someone who commands them?

Duan Qi glanced at the servant with a grim expression, looking at him as if he were already dead.

He's going to kill this brat!

but--

"Who told you to do that?"

The servant's face stiffened slightly, and he sneered at Qiao Zhiyi in Duan Qi's arms, "No, Yi'er, how can you say that? You can't just push all the blame onto me after this has happened. We were both willing, weren't we?"

"Didn't you ask me to come here? Look, I still have the letter you wrote to me."

Qiao Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, confused, and looked at the servant with a blank expression. "What letter... I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yi'er, how can you deny it now? We've been together for several days now, you can't just deny it like that."

As he spoke, the servant, trembling, rushed to Duan Qi and shoved the letter in his hand into Duan Qi's hands.

"Young master, look, young master, this is a letter Yi'er wrote to me. We are in love, please grant us our wish."

She was just frightened by your appearance, which is why she was rambling on and on about being ordered around and doing loyal things—it's not like that at all.

Duan Qi had grown up with Qiao Zhiyi since childhood, and he knew Qiao Zhiyi's character well. He didn't believe a word the servant said, and directly knocked the letter out of the servant's hand, gritting his teeth.

“Tell me, who ordered you to do this? If you don’t tell me, I’ll chop you up and throw you out to feed the dogs.”

The servant was startled by Duan Qi's appearance. The young master's demeanor was definitely not meant to scare him. If he dared to bluff his way out of this place, he would definitely be thrown out to be fed to the dogs.