Fei Wan closed her eyes and counted silently in her heart. Even when she counted to ten, the man did not leave.

The other party walked towards her...

If you just want to make sure she's rested, there's no need to be so close to her.

So... isn't this person Xi Ruo?

Fei Wan held her breath and did not open her eyes to alert the visitor.

Fei Wan pretended to be asleep, and her hand hidden under the quilt reached down.

She placed a golden hairpin beside her specifically to deal with any bad guys who sneaked into her room.

Fei Wan held the golden hairpin and waited for the other party's next move.

If the other party came to assassinate her and she wanted to kill him with one blow without causing any noise, then the only weapon she could use was a dagger.

Fei Wan was confident that he could dodge and restrain the other party when he bent down.

Fei Wan thought of many countermeasures, but the visitor did not play by the rules.

The man was silent for a while, just sitting quietly beside her bed.

Fei Wan's fingers gently stroked the golden hairpin in her hand...

How could such a strange thing seem so familiar?

A name slowly emerged in Fei Wan's mind.

Pei Yanzhou...?

Fei Wan opened his eyes and met those familiar starry eyes.

How dare he come to see her?

Fei Wan always keeps her word. She grabbed his sleeve and unexpectedly pulled him towards her.

Pei Yanzhou was pulled over by her so suddenly that there was a look of confusion and helplessness in his eyes.

At first glance, the distance between the two seems ambiguous and close, but in fact, the golden hairpin in Fei Wan's hand is against his neck, and if it is any closer, it will take his life.

Fei Wan gritted her teeth and called out to him, "Pei Yanzhou..."

Pei Yanzhou seemed as if the person whose life was threatened was not him. He curled his lips slightly and replied, "Yes, I'm here."

Fei Wan took a deep breath and couldn't help asking him: "Should you..."

You should... give me an explanation.

When the words were on the tip of his tongue, Fei Wan suddenly got stuck.

What identity did she have to ask him to give her an explanation?

Just take advantage of it.

She is too self-indulgent.

Unable to utter the words he wanted to ask, Fei Wan frowned slightly.

I moved too much just now and the wound on my back seems to have split open again.

She was distracted by the pain, which gave Pei Yanzhou an opportunity to escape from her control.

She reacted and was about to catch him, but was restrained by someone.

The positions of the two people were reversed, but this time they were not on the bed, but on the ground.

Pei Yanzhou seemed to be pinned down by her, but in fact he held the initiative, and her every move was controlled by him.

Since he couldn't threaten him, Fei Wan didn't want to get entangled with him anymore.

"open."

Fei Wan whispered, "If you don't want to be discovered, let me go."

Pei Yanzhou pretended not to hear, a rare serious look on his cold face. He reached out and easily grabbed her hand that was holding the gold hairpin.

The bright moonlight shone in through the window lattice, and the clear light poured down like flowing water, outlining his gentle outline.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, gently took her hand, and slowly moved it in front of him.

His slender fingers touched her fingertips, like a breeze passing over flowers, careful and cautious.

The breeze turned into a butterfly that rested on the flower stamens. His guidance also allowed her fingertips to stay in one place, and the golden hairpin tightly held in her fingers was facing his neck.

His gentle voice blew into her ears like the breeze.

"This is the weak spot."

Pei Yanzhou met her eyes and smiled.

"I'm entrusting my life to you. Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you everything I know."

He threw away all his chips,

Bet your life on it.

Let her believe him.