He Cheng naturally did not want to force Fu Huai to rebel, because the emperor would surely tear him apart by five horses first.

He immediately ordered someone to treat Li Guihua's injuries, and said with a smile, "As long as Your Highness does as I say, I guarantee that Auntie will not suffer any more harm. After all, Auntie has helped me a lot, and I don't want to be ungrateful. I was forced into this situation..."

"Shameless! You shameless scoundrel! You have no shame whatsoever!" Su An was trembling with anger.

Fu Huai comforted Su An by holding her hand, looking at her with deep eyes, the glimmer of emotion in his eyes settling into an unwavering resolve.

With a low sigh, Fu Zhun wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed his strong, bamboo-like fingers firmly onto Su An's sleeping acupoint.

A tingling sensation ran through her body, and Su An felt as if the world around her had suddenly gone dark. Her body went limp, and she softly fell into Fu Zhun's arms.

Before falling asleep, she seemed to hear Fu Huai's gentle voice.

"Get a good night's sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up..."

"Oh!"

For some reason, He Cheng found this scene inexplicably irritating, and he coldly sneered.

"Pretending! It's disgusting. Only a fool like Su An would believe your hypocrisy!"

Fu Zhun, however, held the girl in his arms tighter and said only casually:

"Some people are born pitiful, with no one to care for or love them, so naturally they see everything as hypocritical!"

These few words enraged He Cheng to the point of losing control. He clenched his fists and gave a fake smile: "Fu Zhun, all you can do is talk the talk. I'd like to see how you read your confession to the people tomorrow."