Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. Helian Si stopped crouching, straightened up, and placed her slender fingers to her red lips.

He gestured shushing back and forth in the darkness, whispering a threat.

"What happened tonight is known to you, me, and the handsome tutor, but we can't let Father Emperor know. Otherwise, I'll tell Father Emperor that you instigated me."

The Imperial Shadow Guards hidden in the shadows: "…………"

Princess, it's no use. We've been professionally trained, and we can still speak.

Helian Si, unaware that the threat had emboldened him, stealthily pushed open the carved door and stepped outside.

Before I could see anything clearly, I fell into a warm embrace, surrounded by a familiar, refreshing, and faint fragrance. In the moonlight, I could see a few strands of silver hair hanging down.

Helian Si wanted to speak of assassins but then closed his mouth again. He blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes, afraid of waking the others in the palace, and spoke softly.

"Stunning beauty".

"It's me, don't be afraid." Nanrong Jinghua's silver eyes fell on Helian Si's slender shoulders, clad only in a thin robe. He gently shook his head; he knew it.

Just as he was about to drape his cloak over Helian Si's shoulders, his hand was grabbed, and he stepped into the hall in a few strides.

Nan Rong Jinghua's breath hitched slightly. Ah Sheng was now a thirteen-year-old girl, unlike when she was a child. How could he just casually enter a young lady's boudoir?

Helian Si was completely oblivious to anything. He quietly closed the carved wooden door, shivered, and whispered, "It's so cold."

"Jinghua, come here."

Helian Si took Nanrong Jinghua's hand again and led her into the inner hall. The outer hall was uninhabited and naturally not as warm as the inner hall.

"Sisi, no, this is your boudoir."

This time, Nan Rong Jinghua did not let Helian Si pull her inside. Instead, she took Helian Si's hand and gently shook her head when Helian Si turned around.

"Um?"

Helian Si was slightly stunned. Under the moonlight, the handsome teacher's face was slightly red. What did the handsome teacher just say? "Girl's room?"

"Pfft."

After figuring it out, Helian Si couldn't help but chuckle softly. How could she have forgotten that the handsome tutor was a native of ancient times?

I forgot for a moment and brought over all my habits from thousands of years ago, but...

By the moonlight, one could clearly see Nan Rong Jinghua's slightly reddened ears. Helian Si blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

So, is the handsome teacher shy?

The handsome teacher looks quite cute when he's shy.

"Alright then, you sit here, I'll be right back out."

However, Helian Si had no intention of teasing Nanrong Jinghua, at least not now; it was probably just too awkward.

A cloak is nowhere near as warm as a cozy blanket; she needs to go and get the blanket.

Nan Rong Jinghua didn't think too much about it and sat down in the seat Helian Si had pointed to. However, his tall and slender frame seemed somewhat awkward at this moment.

Helian Si's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, like the bright moon hanging in the night sky, still dazzling and captivating even in the darkness.

She strode into the inner hall, and a moment later, a walking quilt emerged from it. Nan Rong Jinghua was slightly taken aback.

From beneath the large quilt, Helian Si's delicate oval face emerged, his long, curled eyelashes blinking playfully.

He carried the bedding to Nan Rong Jinghua and sat down next to her. With a wave of his hand, most of the bedding fell onto Nan Rong Jinghua.

Feeling the warmth wash over him, Helian Si comfortably shrank his neck, smiling broadly.

"Phew~ It's warm now."