"Cough..." Qi Mu coughed lightly, feeling uncomfortable, and took a step away from Feng Guang.

In the pitch-black environment, the man and woman remained silent for a long time before he finally broke the silence.

"How did Miss Xia discover my secret?" He had always kept it well hidden; apart from Princess Xiao, no one else knew.

"Young master's eyes are too pure."

"……What?"

Feng Guang slowly said, "Young Master's eyes are clear and pure, as if they have never been tainted by this world."

Qi Mu laughed instinctively, a mocking laugh, "Miss Xia, are you joking?"

She was clearly talking nonsense. Before returning to the Xiao Prince's Mansion, he was like a rat, hiding away. After returning, he competed with Qi Duan for the position of heir. The two of them did no less despicable things than the other. For someone who has lived in darkness all his life, the idea of ​​being clean and detached from the world, or untainted by worldly affairs, is the biggest joke when applied to him.

"Your Highness may not even know it yourself, but when you were by the Luo River, you didn't just let the beautiful scenery enter your eyes like others did. Instead, the sound of the wind permeated your mind. You said that the willows were drooping, the grass was lush, and the orchids in the corner were blooming quietly by themselves... The scenery you described was far more than what others saw. Even I admire Your Highness very much."

Qi Mu unconsciously suppressed his smile, his voice flat and devoid of emotion, "Oh? Is that so?"

“Although the Crown Prince’s eyes cannot see the bustling world, they also cannot see the filth and corruption. Although sometimes living requires doing many things against one’s conscience, it is only when a person is at leisure that one can see from his every move whether he has not forgotten his original intention.” Feng Guang paused for a moment, then continued, “I do not believe that a person who truly knows how to appreciate the scenery and enjoys life more than others would be an incorrigible smiling villain.”

Qi Duan, a candidate for heir who grew up in the Xiao Prince's mansion, was imprisoned by Qi Mu, a wanderer who appeared out of nowhere, under the pretense of witchcraft. Everyone said that Qi Mu was a ruthless villain who would stop at nothing, and even Xia Chao said in private that he was a vicious character.

"You don't believe I'm a villain?" Qi Mu reached out and grabbed her wrist, his tone flippant, as if he would move his hand elsewhere if her answer was negative.

Feng Guang's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly relaxed. "I don't believe it."

“An interesting answer.” He gripped her soft, boneless wrist with one hand and stroked her cheek with the other, tearing off the veil that was bothering her face. He finally touched the smooth skin on her cheek. “Unfortunately, that’s also the wrong answer.”

Feng Guang was calm, showing neither fear nor anger. Qi Mu's hand traced down her cheek, but she still didn't react at all. He stopped his hand, which was about to slide into her collar.

"I told you, I don't believe it." She was certain he wouldn't do anything to her, and smiled broadly.

Qi Mu was very annoyed by her confidence, and this confidence was ultimately a confidence in him. He suddenly had a childish thought: he couldn't let her think that she could predict everything.

"Miss Xia, I've heard you're a beauty."

"Huh?" His sudden remark left her completely bewildered.

"Even if I can't marry Miss Xia, if I can get even a little bit of her, I'm afraid I'll have no regrets in this life."

She finally realized something was wrong and tried to pull away, but her hand was still being held. "Wait..."

Before she could finish speaking, his burning lips and tongue had already sealed her mouth.