He felt a soft touch on his back, and Jimo Yuan smelled the fragrance of the woman, which was somewhat unique and pleasant. He didn't know how to react for a moment.

If his guess was correct, this was the Sheng Qiyue that Shen Shaoyan mentioned. She mistook him for Shen... He Wenmao!

Although Jimo Yuan promised to take care of Sheng Qiyue, he never thought about having any contact with her. It is normal for a woman in the harem to fall out of favor, and the same is true for the backyards of ordinary families.

In his mind, he planned to avoid Sheng Qiyue first, and then change back when Shen Shaoyan came back. What happened in the future would have nothing to do with him.

If I had known, if I had known... He closed his eyes. If he had known Sheng Qiyue was on the boat, it would have been better for him to get caught in the lake with his legs broken than to take on Shen Shaoyan's identity to deal with women.

After a long time without receiving a response, Sheng Qiyue felt a little lost. She slowly loosened her arms around him, walked in front of him, and looked at him with her watery eyes full of grievances.

Seeing her face clearly, Jimo Yuan was stunned, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. Could He Wenmao's aunt be so outstanding? No wonder Shen Shaoyan couldn't control himself.

She looked up at him, the bright moonlight covering her with a layer of gauze, her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, and even her hair was covered with a hazy soft light, as if she was a fairy walking out of a painting.

Sheng Qiyue felt that He Wenmao was a little strange tonight. Her heart tightened and she took his hand and shook it gently.

"Master, did I do something wrong?"

Jimo Yuan had never had such close contact with a woman before, and felt a little uncomfortable. He opened his mouth, recalling the voice of He Wenmao, and finally said only one word.

"without."

Sheng Qiyue pouted her pink lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Then why are you ignoring me?"

Jimo Yuan didn't know how to answer, but a light bulb suddenly lit up in his head and he said, "I fell asleep."

Sheng Qiyue was shocked. How could he fall asleep while standing?

Seeing that she didn't doubt him, Jimo Yuan relaxed a little and talked a little more: "It's not dawn yet, go back and get some more sleep."

Sheng Qiyue pulled him inside: "Then let's go together."

Jimo Yuan remained motionless, and Sheng Qiyue frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

"You're injured!" Sheng Qiyue looked at the blood on his white robe and was very anxious: "What happened? Did someone come up and beat you up?"

Jimo Yuan saw that she was about to cry. Although he knew that she was not worried about him, he still felt ripples in his heart, which was very strange.

Sheng Qiyue's eyes were red. Seeing him acting so calmly, she became furious and said, "Why don't you speak? What's going on?"

"It's just a minor injury." Jimo Yuan coughed lightly, not daring to look at her again, and said, "A thief just got on the boat, and I got hit when I fought back."

"So you didn't say anything because you were afraid I'd find out?" Sheng Qiyue's tears welled up in her eyes. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so petty with you."

Jimo Yuan was at a loss when he saw her crying. What would Shen Shaoyan do if he encountered such a situation?

Sheng Qiyue wiped away her tears and choked up, "Don't stand there, let me see your injury."

Jimo Yuan sat down awkwardly. There happened to be a stool next to him, the same one where Shen Shaoyan had just closed his eyes to rest.

Sheng Qiyue carefully rolled up his trouser legs and wiped the blood with a trembling handkerchief.

"You're lying! You've even seen the bones, and it's not serious?"

Jimo Yuan felt a little overwhelmed when he saw that she was about to cry again. It turned out that women were made of water and would cry at the slightest provocation.

But he didn't hate her in his heart. Instead, he felt a touch of pity and comforted her gently, "Don't cry. It's just scary to watch. It will be fine in a few days."

He took out some medicine and sprinkled it on the wound little by little, and the bleeding stopped quickly.

Sheng Qiyue didn't ask him why he had the gold medicine, but took out a clean handkerchief to bandage him.

She had an inexplicable intuition that He Wenmao, whom she had met in her previous life, had returned. Did this mean that she was going to fall out of favor?

Sheng Qiyue would never allow it.

She thought that no matter what He Wenmao became, she would hold his heart tightly.

Jimo Yuan lowered his trouser legs and saw Sheng Qiyue looking at him with a complicated expression. His heart tightened. Could it be that she had figured out that he was not Chen Shaoyan?

Sheng Qiyue didn't know what he was thinking and stood up: "I won't tell anyone about your injury."

Seeing that she didn't seem to doubt him, Jimo Yuan tentatively put his arm around her waist. Sheng Qiyue sat in his arms and rested her head on his chest.

Jimo Yuan didn't know what to do, but Sheng Qiyue's approachable and dependent look dispelled his doubts.

A muffled voice came from my ear: "Master, you won't abandon me, right?"

Uh...how did she know he was planning to ignore her? Jimo Yuan didn't want her to be sad after hesitating for a moment, as he met Sheng Qiyue's expectant eyes. He said, "No."

Sheng Qiyue smiled like a flower, kissed him on the lips, stood up, and did not notice Jimo Yuan's absent-mindedness.

"Let's go back quickly and ask the doctor to check your wound."

Jimo Yuan came back to his senses, resisted the urge to touch his lips, and calmed himself down.

"No need." He said, "My injury cannot be known to others, and I cannot go to the clinic."

Sheng Qiyue was puzzled. "Do you think the people at the clinic will tell father? Are you afraid that father will punish you?"

“…I guess so.”

"Actually, I think my father cares about you a lot." Sheng Qiyue whispered. His teacher was a famous scholar in the city. If the prefect had not lowered his face to beg him, how could he possibly teach a playboy with a bad reputation?

Jimo Yuan nodded slightly. Judging from the investigation, it was indeed the case.

"Continue the lake cruise and we'll go back tomorrow morning."

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