"If..." Feng Guang suppressed his excitement and said uncertainly, "I mean, if one day, my body is suddenly possessed by that fox demon again, you... what would you choose..."

Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing against her ear. "I should be the one feeling insecure. You need to know that the person I choose will always be you."

"Hmm..." She felt a little disappointed because she still didn't hear the three words she wanted to hear.

Qi Mu kissed her cheek, "You just need to stay by my side and always be my shining star."

At Shenshi (3-5 PM), people from the Xia residence arrived. Fengguang was taken back by her father. While Xia Chao and Princess Xiao were exchanging pleasantries, Qi Mu quietly took her hand. She immediately looked around nervously, afraid that others would see their intimate behavior. However, Qi Mu was not afraid at all. Instead, he gave her a perfect smile without any restraint.

We'll see each other again soon.

Feng Guang didn't quite understand what he meant. She just guessed that he was going to ask her out to enjoy the scenery again. She never expected that he would break into her bedroom in the middle of the night.

At that time, she removed her makeup with Yun'er's help. After Yun'er left, she was about to go to bed to rest. Just as she blew out the candle, she was embraced from behind by a tall body. It happened so suddenly that her mouth, which was about to make a sound, was covered by a hand.

"Shh—it's me." Qi Mu's voice carried a unique deep sexiness. Her body, which had been stiff, softened after recognizing his voice. Her unguarded attitude pleased him, and he chuckled as he said, "I told you, we'll see each other again soon."

Feng Guang grabbed the hand that was covering his mouth, turned around to face him, and said, "Why did you come here now? What if my father finds out..."

He placed his hand on the top of her head. "Did you let your hair down?"

"What?" She didn't react for a moment, but quickly nodded. "Well... because it's time to rest."

"I really want to see." He stroked her soft, long hair from the top of her head to the ends, seemingly ignoring her earlier worries. He chuckled, "I've heard that only the husband sleeping next to his wife can see what she looks like without makeup. I really want to see what she looks like now."

He seemed to be just mentioning it casually, but Feng Guang felt sorry for him. She grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face. "It doesn't matter if you can't see me. Your Highness's sense of touch is still there. No other man in this world can see what I look like after I remove my makeup."

Qi Mu's fingers caressed her cheek, the soft touch making him linger. He had already prepared himself to live in darkness for the rest of his life. Although the word "acceptance" was not appropriate for him, he was indeed powerless in the face of blindness. But now, he suddenly felt unwilling. He could not see her every smile and frown. Everyone said that Miss Xia was as beautiful as a fairy, and all men could see her except him.

Because they have obtained it, they will become even more demanding of what they want.

Feng Guang said softly, "Your Highness..."

"Call my name." Qi Mu lowered his head.

In the darkness, she couldn't see his movements, but the warmth of his breath on her lips was so alluring that she knew they must be very close to each other.

“Qi Mu…”

He wasn't satisfied. "Change it."

His fingers traced the side of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He held her close, and she whispered, "Amu?"

"Not bad." Qi Mu placed his fingertip on the corner of her mouth. "Cute little girl, I should reward you."

A gentle kiss unexpectedly yet predictably transformed into a passionate embrace. Feng Guang's body quickly went completely limp, powerless to resist his onslaught. Her response to his kiss was clumsy and awkward, easily driving him to madness.

Qi Mu was never one to compromise himself. He carried her to the bed and placed her on the brocade quilt, so he could better lick her lips, her neck, her collarbone...

The bed curtains were drawn, and only the soft, melodious moans of a young girl filled the boudoir, creating an atmosphere of sensuality.