The next morning, both Lin Xihe and Mu Ruoyan had dark circles under their eyes, clearly indicating that neither of them had slept well the night before.

When Lin Xihe left the inn, she specially bought a small stool, thinking that when Mu Ruoyan asked for a massage again, she could sit down to avoid her legs going numb.

As soon as she boarded the carriage, Mu Ruoyan glanced at her, a hint of mockery on his lips: "You seem quite willing to serve me?"

As Lin Xihe settled the small stool, she smiled apologetically, "As long as you can speed up your journey, everything is negotiable."

After saying that, she picked up the teapot prepared by the inn, intending to pour tea for Mu Ruoyan.

"Who could possibly drink this after just finishing breakfast? Don't you have any sense?" Mu Ruoyan frowned, speechless.

Lin Xihe awkwardly put down the teapot and silently sat back down in the corner: "If you are thirsty, please let me know."

Mu Ruoyan ignored her and leaned against a corner of the carriage, intending to catch up on her sleep.

He tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep, but now waves of drowsiness are washing over him.

Seeing that he was asleep, Lin Xihe was also incredibly sleepy. But she thought that as soon as she fell asleep, Mu Ruoyan would definitely find fault with her again. She had complained about her snoring before, so surely sleeping on her stomach would be okay this time?

Thinking about it, she sat on a small stool, leaned on the carriage seat, and soon fell asleep.

Half an hour later, Mu Ruoyan slowly woke up.

What comes into view is Lin Xihe's peaceful sleeping face. Her eyelashes are as light as butterfly wings, her small nose is slightly upturned, and her fair face is still bright and beautiful without any makeup. Her pink lips are like flower petals blooming in spring, making people's hearts skip a beat.

Mu Ruoyan stared at her face, becoming completely absorbed in it.

Realizing his lapse in composure, he abruptly turned his head away, but a moment later, his gaze involuntarily returned.

Seeing how attracted she was to him, Mu Ruoyan felt a surge of inexplicable anger, feeling utterly bewildered.

Enraged, he kicked the stool under Lin Xihe hard.

Lin Xihe was startled awake by the sudden noise and subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth, afraid that she would drool while sleeping on her stomach and make a fool of herself.

"How come you snore so loudly even when you're sleeping on your stomach?" Mu Ruoyan said with a look of disgust.

"Snoring again?"

Lin Xihe had just woken up and was still a little groggy. Looking at Mu Ruoyan's disgusted expression, she couldn't help but wonder if she had really started snoring after giving birth.

"Would I lie to you? I had just fallen asleep when you woke me up," Mu Ruoyan said irritably.

Lin Xihe felt a little embarrassed, her face flushed, and she awkwardly sat back down.

Mu Ruoyan didn't stand on ceremony and stretched her leg out to the opposite side of Lin Xihe.

Lin Xihe hadn't even warmed her seat when she had no choice but to sit back down on the small stool, thinking to herself: "You're exhausted from having to get massaged every day."

Mu Ruoyan was quite satisfied with Lin Xihe's obedience today, and said leisurely, "Was it the same when you served Gu Qinghuai?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xihe's hands froze instantly.

She scoffed inwardly, "You dare to compare yourself to him?"

Mu Ruoyan keenly caught the fleeting look of disgust on Lin Xihe's face, and was instantly enraged.

He leaned down slightly, then abruptly turned Lin Xihe's face, forcing her to meet his gaze: "What? You don't like hearing what I'm saying?"

"Young Master Mu has misunderstood." Lin Xihe forced herself to remain calm, trying to keep her tone steady.

Mu Ruoyan persisted, her eyes full of provocation: "Were you just as temperamental when you were serving Gu Qinghuai?"

"He wouldn't let me serve him, much less treat me like this." Lin Xihe looked at Mu Ruoyan, who was being unreasonable and irrational, and felt extremely helpless. She really didn't understand what was wrong with him this time.

“Yes, they both treat you like a treasure.” Mu Ruoyan’s words were full of contempt. After saying that, she disdainfully shook off Lin Xihe’s face.

Lin Xihe rubbed her cheek, which had been pinched so hard, with the back of her hand, silently swallowing her anger, and continued to massage Mu Ruoyan's legs.

She had long anticipated that Mu Ruoyan wouldn't let her have an easy time. It seemed she would have to find an opportunity to drug him and make him drowsy every day, so that she could have some peace and quiet.

After finally waiting for Mu Ruoyan to get off the carriage, Lin Xihe immediately looked around warily. After confirming that no one was paying attention, she carefully put sleeping potion into the teapot.

After Mu Ruoyan returned, Lin Xihe pretended to be nonchalant.

She knew that Mu Ruoyan didn't usually drink much tea, so she only drugged him this time to make him sleep more peacefully in the carriage.

After a long while, Mu Ruoyan finally poured a glass of water.

Lin Xihe glanced at him secretly, silently praying that he would finish drinking quickly so that she could have some peace and quiet.

She dared not look any longer, afraid that Mu Ruoyan would notice, and quickly looked away.

Mu Ruoyan raised her hand, lifted the cup, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Lin Xihe, who had been keeping her head down and pretending to be calm, noticed the other person's movement. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a hint of smugness flashed in her eyes.

However, before this joy could spread in her heart, Mu Ruoyan suddenly strode up to her, roughly stretched out his hands, and tightly imprisoned Lin Xihe's face.

His eyes held a dangerous glint as he forcefully poured the tea from his mouth into Lin Xihe's mouth, ignoring her struggles.

Lin Xihe struggled desperately, pushing Mu Ruoyan away with both hands, but the other party was too strong and she couldn't push him away at all.

When the medicinal-tasting tea entered her mouth, Lin Xihe felt both ashamed and angry. When Mu Ruoyan released her, anger instantly overwhelmed her reason, and with a "slap," she slapped Mu Ruoyan hard across the face.

The slap sent Mu Ruoyan's head flying to the side, leaving a red mark on his face. The burning pain ignited his fury.

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