"Brother Yu, how did you end up fighting with him?"

Under the moonlight, I applied the medicine to him while taking the opportunity to ask him questions.

Although I know nothing, I can vaguely sense that there must be some unspeakable secret between them that they don't want to tell me.

Yu Shaoqing paused, seemingly still unwilling to tell me.

"You don't need to know!"

Seeing his vague answer made me feel uneasy, as if a thousand ants were about to burst out of the ground inside me.

I'm eager to know everything about it.

It's absolutely impossible to find out from Yu Shaoqing; he always does what he says he will do.

A thought suddenly occurred to me: perhaps I could learn something from someone else.

With a head full of questions, I absentmindedly went upstairs. As I passed the innermost room, I noticed that the candlelight was still on.

This room was designed by me personally, and it's my favorite room. I was thinking about moving in sometime, but Ye Lisheng beat me to it.

I touched the silver coins in my pocket and sighed with satisfaction: "Money really can buy anything."

Looking up, I saw Ye Lisheng's silhouette reflected on the window, seemingly reading a book.

"Are you that hardworking?"

He flipped through the book in his hands, and every now and then you could see him grinning.

I couldn't help but wonder, "What book is so good?"

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into my head: Ye Lisheng may appear to be a very aloof and unapproachable person, but perhaps when no one is around, he can't suppress the flames in his heart and is secretly reading some unspeakable books.

As I was thinking about it, I started to laugh, but I didn't notice that the door was ajar. As soon as I put it back, the door creaked open, like the long-silent old friends being pushed open with a hint of resentment.

I fell to the ground, and you can imagine how embarrassing that scene was.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!"

As I struggled to get up, I caught a glimpse of the black hem of a garment with gold trim swaying in front of me out of the corner of my eye.

Looking up along the path, one sees Ye Lisheng with a complex expression on his face.

"Does Miss Qiu have this kind of quirk?"

"No, no, no, I didn't see anything!"

"So, Miss Qiu came to my room so late just to pay her respects?"

"You dare say such a thing at night? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

He touched the two small porcelain bottles in the bag and thought to himself, "I saw that Your Highness's face was injured, so I came to bring you medicine."

Fearing he might see through my act and say something malicious, I added, "Your Highness is exceptionally handsome; it would be a great loss if this injury were to hinder your career."

He raised an eyebrow with a hint of a smile, and I was so captivated that I forgot I was still kneeling.

"You've come because of Yu Shaoqing? Are you afraid he'll attack me and I'll punish him?"

Do you like him?

"In order to end this awkward situation as soon as possible, I hurriedly said, 'I like it!'" At that time, I thought that since they all knew that Yu Shaoqing and I were going to get married, what was wrong with saying I liked it?

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Li's expression changed, turning even darker than his usual liver color.

An invisible force made the surrounding air extremely thin, making it difficult to breathe for a moment.

I'm actually a little scared of this change.

He seemed to sense it too, and quickly composed himself, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

He said to me, "It's really kind of Miss Qiu to come and ask me for such a generous gift so late at night."

I stood up as he held my hand, placed the medicine in his hand, and said, "I'm not here to deliver the medicine for any other reason."

Just as he was about to leave, a warm hand took his, and a deep, magnetic voice echoed in the room: "Was it for me?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for everyone present to hear.

"Is Your Highness joking? Why would I do anything for you without extra money?"

As he spoke, his gaze wandered around his room, finally settling on the booklet on the table.

"So he was looking at a booklet just now. I wonder if it contains pictures of beautiful women?"

He seemed to notice my gaze, so he casually tossed the booklet in front of me and said, "Take a look if you want."

After pretending to be embarrassed and making a few casual refusals, I happily closed the booklet.

I was completely stunned when I opened the first page. The picture on the booklet was none other than Ye Lisheng himself.

Is he really that narcissistic?

The portraits in the booklet are like a TV series, recording every little detail about him.

The portraits include chibi-style and quirky ones...

Wait... chibi version?

How could people of this era draw chibi style?

Moreover, this pen is not something that should exist in this era.

My heart skipped a beat, and I secretly touched the pen in my bag.

"May I ask where Your Highness obtained this painting?"

He tilted his head, indicating that he didn't understand what I was saying.

"This is my book."

"I would like to ask who painted this picture for Your Highness?"

Seeing my anxious expression, his gaze suddenly became complicated.

Does it matter who drew it?

"This booklet seems to have been forgotten by her, along with everything that happened."

"And I am still trying to figure out whether she has truly forgotten or is just pretending to forget."

His gaze was so passionate, like fire, that it made me feel burning from head to toe.

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