Xiao Yan's tone grew increasingly puzzled: "Who said that?"

"I guessed."

"..." And he was quite self-righteous about it.

Xiao Yan chuckled: "You guessed wrong."

"Then why don't you come to see me? It's either because I did something to upset you, or you're just bored with me?" He wasn't busy, and she really couldn't think of any other reason.

Xiao Yan's eyes were dark. After silently looking at her for a while, he asked, "Are you sure you want to know?"

quiet--

When he asked that, she suddenly felt a little afraid to know.

I always feel that if I actually agree, I will regret it.

Xiao Yan seemed to sigh, then pulled her into his arms, his cool voice ringing out unhurriedly: "I didn't come to see you because I was running away, afraid that if we met, you would propose to break off the engagement."

With difficulty, Shen Qiyin lifted her head from his embrace and asked in confusion, "Why should I break off the engagement?"

"I was overthinking it."

Xiao Yan's tone conveyed a sense of relief and acceptance.

On New Year's Eve, he was so engrossed in the moment that he offended her. He thought she would be angry with him and dislike him, so he racked his brains these past few days at home, trying to figure out how to make amends, and dared not come to her without a foolproof plan.

But one kiss from her and he knew he was wrong.

Although Shen Qiyin didn't know exactly what he was thinking, it was good that things were out in the open now. She was about to snuggle back into his arms when Xiao Yan grabbed her hand, preventing her from holding him.

She thought to herself, "Oh dear," and wondered, "So I can't even touch it anymore?"

Meeting her slightly surprised gaze, Xiao Yan's eyes darted around as he awkwardly explained, "...If you take the initiative, I won't be able to control myself."

Shen Qiyin didn't understand: "Can't control what?"

Xiao Yan did not answer.

He no longer dared to look at her.

But Miss Chen couldn't understand. She leaned closer and peered at his expression, asking, "Hmm?" She couldn't help but blush.

"Xiao Han..."

The character “玉” was swallowed up.

The moment her lips were bitten, Shen Qiyin finally understood what Xiao Yan meant by "control".

When she woke up early on the first day of the Lunar New Year and found that her lips were chapped, all she remembered was Xiao Yan pressing her down to kiss her, but thanks to the alcohol, she had forgotten how she felt at the time.

Now I remember everything.

Also remembered was the question she had forgotten to ask at the time.

Shen Qiyin struggled to create some space between them. She reached out and covered Xiao Yan's lips, burying her face in his chest to calm her rapid breathing and heartbeat.

Before getting down to business, she didn't forget to protest her innocence: "I didn't provoke you..."

Xiao Yan tried to speak, but she covered his mouth tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

"On New Year's Eve, didn't I take off your mask? I remember you and the Imperial Noble Consort look very alike." Shen Qiyin raised her eyes to gaze into his dark, piercing eyes, and said, word by word, "Between you two..."

What exactly is their relationship?