Oh? There's still a chance?

Chu Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at Fu Hai with great interest, signaling him to continue.

In just a few hours, Su An not only raised enough disaster relief funds, but also earned back the money he had spent on purchasing the medicinal herbs. Holding the accountant's book, Su An happily calculated the day's accounts in his room.

She was busy until very late before she stretched and lay down on the bed to go to sleep.

She was always a restless sleeper, and the fact that she had earned several times more money than before today made her extremely excited.

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

I could vaguely hear a soft breathing sound behind me.

Su An's mind went blank with alarm bells. Just as he was about to get out of bed to check, he was suddenly struck hard on the back of the neck.

Before she could react, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

When she woke up again, she was greeted by an unfamiliar scene: bright yellow bed curtains, a silk quilt sewn with gold thread, and a hard, high pillow under her head...

Su An's eyes widened suddenly, and she jumped up from the bed.

Only then did she notice Chu Yi, who was supporting his head with one hand and standing to the side of her.

He was dressed only in a pure white undergarment, his dark hair cascading over his shoulders, and a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Meeting her gaze, Chu Yi chuckled softly and smiled.

"woke up?"

Su An subconsciously looked down and found that her undergarment was still intact on her body, and she felt no discomfort at all. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

However, the pain in her neck hadn't subsided, causing her some slight discomfort.

Considering everything that has happened, anyone with a brain could guess that Chu Yi had schemed against her.

A dignified ruler who doesn't think about how to relieve the people's worries and difficulties, but instead spends all his time scheming, doubting this and plotting against that, is truly a foolish and incompetent ruler!

A surge of intense anger welled up inside me.

At this moment, Su An forgot the difference between ruler and subject, raised his foot and kicked Chu Yi hard, then shrank back and cursed loudly.

"What kind of supreme ruler are you? You're clearly a despicable and shameless scoundrel. I helped you raise disaster relief funds, which solved a major problem for you. Is this how you repay your benefactor? Ungrateful, heartless, and treacherous!"

Although she used considerable force, it was through the blanket, so there was no pain when she kicked his leg.

Chu Yi brushed his dark hair behind his shoulder and smiled instead of getting angry.

He moved closer, a hint of mockery in his eyes, intending to reach out and lift Su An's chin: "What shameless scoundrel? Miss Su is now lying on my bed. It's clear that Miss Su has developed feelings for me and offered herself to me willingly. What does it have to do with me?"

Seeing Su An angrily dodge, his hand paused in mid-air for a moment.

His eyes darkened, and he forcefully pulled her into his arms, gently stroking the contours of her cheek and letting out a soft hum.

The chilling smile on his face sent a shiver down one's spine.

"Even if you still have feelings for your uncle, so what? Your uncle likes people who are chaste and has always looked down on things that others have touched. Do you think your uncle would still want you if he saw you sleeping fully clothed with me?"

That damned emperor! He still wants to slander her innocence!

"Pah!"

Su An was so angry that she trembled all over. She grabbed his arm and bit him.

"Um……"

A sharp pain shot through Chu Yi's wrist, and he couldn't help but groan, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

As the two were arguing, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

They all looked towards the doorway.

Fu Zhun stood at the doorway, his clothes slightly disheveled, his face ashen, his eyes dark as he stared at them.

Knowing this, he rushed over without even having time to put on his clothes properly, using his light-footed skills.

For some reason, seeing Fu Zhun's expression, Su An felt a momentary panic.

She quickly let go of Chu Yi and struggled to push him away.

Chu Yi, however, seemed to enjoy making things worse by hugging Su An even tighter, giving Fu Zhun a mocking glance before letting out a sharp snort:

"Although Your Majesty is an elder and has the responsibility to discipline me, you don't need to personally oversee matters of the bedchamber. Also, Your Majesty's leg was healed long ago. So why are you still in a wheelchair every day? Are you intentionally deceiving the Emperor?"

Oh no! I was too careless and that damned emperor actually got hold of something against me.

A hint of worry flashed in Su An's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Fu Zhun rush to the bedside in three quick steps.

A gust of wind swept past, and Chu Yi's face was immediately knocked to the side, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Fu Zhun glanced down at Chu Yi, loosened his clenched fist, gently wrapped his arm around Su An's waist, lifted her up, pulled her head into his arms with one hand, and held her firmly in his embrace with the other.

"I have said it before, she is mine, and no one can touch her."

These words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Su An instinctively grabbed his collar, her heart pounding.

The sound of Fu Zhun's steady and powerful breathing in her ear reassured her a lot.

Immediately, Fu Zhun took Su An's arm and left the room, completely ignoring Chu Yi's angry roar behind them.

"Fu Zhun, how dare you treat me like this! I will kill you!"

After Fu Zhun left, Fu Hai, his face ashen, hurriedly went inside to check on Chu Yi's condition.

Back in the room, Fu Zhunjian frowned, his eyes full of tenderness as he gently placed Su An on the bed, carefully covering her with the blanket, his soothing voice slightly hoarse.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not protecting you properly, which caused you to suffer. It won't happen again."

As he spoke, he reached out and tidied the slightly messy strands of hair on her shoulder.

Fu Zhun rarely showed his emotions, and Su An was really not used to it right now.

Suddenly, Su An seemed to realize something, and his probing gaze fell on Fu Zhun. He thought to himself: Could it be that he thinks I really did something with that dog emperor?

The thought of this possibility sent chills down Su An’s spine, and he quickly tried to explain to Fu Zhun.

"No, you've misunderstood, I have nothing to do with him..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Zhun interrupted him.

"I know everything, you don't need to explain."

"However, if he can cheat you out of your innocence today, he can kill you tomorrow. In the end, it's my fault for dragging you into this. I blame myself for not keeping a close eye on you and letting him take advantage of the situation. You should rest well; I will handle this matter."

Fu Zhun's gaze turned cold, and a murderous intent lurked in his eyes.

Could he be plotting to assassinate the emperor?

Although she did indeed hate that scoundrel of an emperor, he was, after all, the emperor, and Fu Zhun, as his subject and uncle, would surely be condemned by all if he were to commit regicide.

Su An thought to herself, her eyelids twitching.

Just as she was pondering how to persuade Fu Zhun, a series of chaotic and hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Then came the familiar shouting.