Inducement

The young man lying on the couch with his hands behind his neck, looked up at the door from time to time, his eyes showing both anxiety and expectation.

However, as he lay there, the uneasiness in his heart gradually grew.

Gu Huaizhi sighed deeply in his heart. He shouldn't have listened to Gu Ji's unrealistic lies and pretended to be seriously ill.

Or should I just go find her directly?

Even if I am rejected, it might be better than the ridiculous situation I am in now.

If she found out that he was pretending, wouldn't she have to stay away from him even more?

Although he did have a lot to say to her, he couldn't rush.

What's more, it's getting dark now and it's already the 12th hour.

This thought kept recurring in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt. At one point he even wanted to get up from the bed and call Gu Ji back.

He glanced at the door again; still no movement.

It has been a quarter of an hour since Gu Ji left, so there should be no hope.

Gu Huaizhi laughed at himself, lifted the thin quilt covering his body, and sat up.

However, at this moment, the sound of soft footsteps entered his ears.

The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise, then closed his eyes in panic without even having time to cover himself with the quilt.

That kid Gu Ji is really a bit unbearable, so I'll give him a day off tomorrow.

During lunch today, she just glanced at him twice and didn't say a word to him.

Now that she is here, he will definitely seize this opportunity.

He was wrong before, but now he realizes that men should take the initiative.

He tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that kept rising up, and listened attentively to the person outside the door's every move.

Although the footsteps were light, they were quite rapid, slightly faster than Mu An Ning's usual slow pace.

His heart moved slightly, and as expected, ripples appeared in his heart.

It seems that she really cares about him, otherwise why would she be so anxious and even her steps are so disorderly.

The corners of Gu Huaizhi's mouth involuntarily curled into a smile, but he quickly regained his composure.

However, the footsteps seemed to stop in front of the window, and suddenly there was no sound.

Gu Huaizhi frowned and wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but he was worried that the girl would suddenly open the door, so he had to remain patient and wait quietly.

After a while, a rich fragrance slowly penetrated his nose, like a wisp of smoke lingering around him.

What smell?

He couldn't help but sniff several times, trying to capture the source of this refreshing aroma.

Just as doubts were rising in his mind, a low cry of surprise came from outside.

Then, Gu Ji's voice, full of vigilance and caution, came over: "Who is it?"

Gu Huaizhi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly opened.

So he waited for a long time, and the footsteps just now were not from Mu An Ning?

Just when he was about to go out and ask Gu Ji what was going on, Gu Ji's voice came again -

"Miss Mu, this is the guest room where my young master lives. You must help him. He is seriously ill."

When Gu Huaizhi heard this, he immediately forgot the doubts that were lingering in his heart, the frown on his brows relaxed, and he closed his eyes again.

This time there was no mistake, it was indeed Mu An Ning.

The guest rooms in Lingyin Temple are not big, and are all decorated in a simple and elegant manner, with only a table, two or three chairs, and a couch.

There were several candles burning in the house, and the faint light flickered in the room, illuminating everything clearly.

Mu An Ning walked slowly to the young man's bed, stopped when he was five steps away from him, and began to look at his expression carefully.

It has to be said that Gu Huaizhi's appearance is the best among these young masters of aristocratic families.

She thought that this must be the reason why she liked him so much in the past.

His skin color was relatively light among men, but it did not diminish his youthfulness in the slightest.

When he closed his eyes, his eyebrows were long and clear, not as captivating as when he closed his eyes, but he had a rare sense of coolness.

However, the thin scar on his face caused by the arrow still remains.

He should have done the same as before and not used the medicine she gave him.

But it's none of her business.

Mu An Ning's gaze inadvertently fell downwards, not knowing whether the young man did it intentionally or unintentionally, the thin quilt in the approaching summer only covered his lower abdomen.

Although he was wearing a shirt, the thin fabric could not completely cover his tall and slender body and thin waist.

This scene immediately reminded her of the days in Wutong City. That was the first time she saw him being injured so badly.

That day, she seemed to have kissed his forehead accidentally.

As she gradually regained consciousness, she suddenly realized that she had indeed changed a little.

Looking at him lying on the couch like this, her heart was not as agitated as it had been in Wutong City.

She returned her gaze to his face, carefully examining the familiar features.

She didn't know how to take a pulse, and if he continued to lie unconscious like this, she wouldn't be able to tell anything.

However, judging from his expression, he was not as serious as Gu Ji said.

"Cough, cough——" Gu Huaizhi, who was almost unable to hold back his cough, coughed weakly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

If she continued to watch like this, she would soon discover that he was pretending.

Mu Anning was slightly surprised.

Just as she was thinking about this, he actually woke up.

Gu Huaizhi sat up with some difficulty. When he turned around, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He asked knowingly, "Aning, why are you here?"

Mu An Ning slightly shifted her gaze away from his face. When she heard him address her, she felt an indescribable complex emotion in her heart: "Prince, Gu Ji said that your old injury has recurred."

It was clear that after the break-up, they should have nothing to do with each other, but he kept getting close to her again and again.

In the past, she had hoped that he would no longer call her by her full name, even if it was just to call her "An Ning".

But now when he really called her that, even more intimately, she felt very uncomfortable.

Gu Huaizhi was overjoyed, but thinking that he was still pretending to be sick, he suppressed his smile and said sternly, "Why did that kid Gu Ji come to see you?"

He deliberately coughed a little harder, staring at the girl who was not looking at him with burning eyes, and used the moves that Gu Ji taught him one by one: "Aning, you don't have to worry about me."

To retreat in order to advance.

I didn't expect that pretending to be sick would be so effective. Mu An Ning was obviously worried, but was too embarrassed to show it.

But...why is it getting increasingly hot and stuffy in this house?

He wondered secretly in his heart and unconsciously pulled his collar down a little in an attempt to dissipate some heat.

Hearing the young man let her go, Mu An Ning stared at him quietly for a moment.

His face seemed to be a little redder than before, but he could still hear her and speak, which meant that he was still conscious.

Mu An Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had nothing to do with each other anymore, if something really happened to him, she would definitely not stand by and watch him die.

She calmed herself down, scanned the boy's reddening face inch by inch, and asked patiently, "My Lord, do you have a headache, dizziness, or a fever?"

Although she was not in a position to touch his forehead with the back of her hand, she thought he was probably just suffering from a fever.

She had read in medical books that instead of sweating, what should be done is to dissipate the heat.

He did the right thing by not covering himself with a heavy quilt.

Gu Huaizhi's eyes unconsciously fell on the girl's red lips that opened and closed like ripe cherries, and he nodded rather slowly.

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and an indescribable feeling of anxiety rose in his heart, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

What's wrong with him?

It seems to be getting hotter.

He shook his head slightly, trying to stay calm, but a strange feeling was gradually spreading in his heart.

The girl in front of him spoke again, and the hot feeling still lingered in him.

He tried to concentrate, but his thoughts were running wild like a horse without a bridle.

He just felt like what he heard went in one ear and out the other, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

He could hear the girl's clear and pleasant voice, but he couldn't make out what she was saying.

He could still feel the orchid scent on the girl's body becoming stronger and stronger, lingering in his nose and taking a long time to dissipate.

Mu An Ning paused for a moment, noticing something was wrong with the young man, and couldn't help but frowned, calling out in a serious tone, "Prince?"

The young man in front of me seemed to be a little out of consciousness. His originally fair face and neck were getting redder and redder, as if a delicate jade was dyed a faint red by the setting sun.

It's not like she hasn't seen him sick before, but this time, the boy's face was really red.

She felt a little worried. It seemed that just dissipating the heat was not enough and she needed external help.

However, although she knew what medicine to get, all the pharmacies were probably closed at the moment.

It was useless for Gu Ji to find her, as she couldn't just conjure up some herbs out of thin air.

The young man did not respond to the girl's call, but his peach blossom eyes became more and more confused, like ripples in a lake caused by the breeze.

After a while, time seemed to become long and endless.

In the silence, Gu Huaizhi suddenly murmured, "Aning, you smell so good."

Hearing the boy's hoarse voice, Mu An Ning's heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a half step back: "What?"

She had never heard such outrageous words, let alone from Gu Huaizhi.

Although he is cynical on weekdays, he is still a young man from a noble family after all, and seldom is he so frivolous.

Gu Huaizhi repeated: "It smells good."

Mu An Ning stared into the young man's confused eyes. His long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and a look of vigilance and worry flashed in his eyes: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Huaizhi's breathing stagnated and he gasped a few times in a hurry.

Before he realized his feelings for her, he thought she was pretty.

But at this moment, her whole body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of light, from her hair to her fingertips, every inch of her was more beautiful and charming.

He kind of wanted to hug her and... kiss her.

His mind was in a mess, and he said what was in his heart: "Aning, I have missed you so much these days."

Before, Xie Yunting was depressed because of a woman, and he didn't quite understand why. But recently he really experienced this feeling.

Mu An Ning was stunned, feeling quite puzzled and not knowing how to answer.

What on earth was he talking about in such an anticlimactic way?

Gu Huaizhi's chest kept rising and falling due to his rapid breathing.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart anymore, and he told the whole truth: "Actually, I'm not sick at all. I just...wanted to see you so much that I used this method to trick you. Don't blame me."

Is he not sick?

Mu An Ning's eyebrows twitched, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should believe the boy's nonsense.

His whole body is as dry as a boiled shrimp, yet he claims he is not sick?

Seeing the girl looking at him calmly, Gu Huaizhi's mind became hot again.

He lowered his eyes, and couldn't help but reach out to open his shirt a little, revealing his muscular chest: "Aning..."

It's really hot today, not like spring but more like scorching summer.

Mu An Ning was frightened by his action, and suddenly turned away his eyes and said calmly: "Prince, respect yourself."

Gu Huaizhi seemed not to hear and continued to mutter: "Aning. I'm really hot and uncomfortable..."

Mu An Ning glanced sideways. He really looked miserable.

But even if you have a fever, you shouldn't have such an exaggerated reaction.

A flash of light suddenly appeared in her mind, and she suddenly remembered the disease she had read in the medical book that Dr. Lu gave her not long ago.

It completely matches the boy's appearance.

At that moment, Mu An Ning looked at the boy in disbelief, and the corners of his lips moved slightly: "You..."

She had been somewhat skeptical about what Gu Ji said, but now she completely saw through it.

It wasn't a relapse of an old injury, nor was he suffering from a fever, but he was poisoned by... the sweet amaranth.

But apart from that unbearable method, the only way to treat this disease is to endure it day by day.

Why did Gu Huaizhi fall for this kind of thing?

They are now in a temple.

She took a deep breath and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a window and she found a small hole in it.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she slowly approached the window and observed carefully.

Sure enough, there was some fine powder on the edge of the window, faintly sprinkled there.

Gu Huaizhi on the other side saw the girl walking away and murmured, "Aning, don't go..."

Mu An Ning came back to his senses and walked back to the boy's bed, observing his expression carefully without making any expression.

Could it be that someone wants to harm him?

Her eyebrows twitched, and she immediately remembered the figure at the door when Gu Ji brought her in just now.

"Aning," Gu Huaizhi panted softly and pulled his underwear down a little more: "I'm so hot."

Although his consciousness was a little dazed, he could still clearly feel the particularly strong orchid fragrance from the girl in front of him.

He raised his eyes with great difficulty and saw her smooth and delicate neck and beautiful jaw. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

He wanted to get closer to her, to smell her.

Suddenly, he grabbed her slender wrist and brought her into his arms.

Mu An Ning's nose hit the boy's hard chest, and he felt a pain immediately. His eyes were slightly moist: "Prince?"

She struggled and tried to get up, but no matter how hard she struggled, the boy's embrace only became tighter, as if trying to merge the two of them.

The overwhelming male aura enveloped her. Mu An Ning felt that she was being strangled and could hardly breathe. She could only gently persuade him, "Prince, please let me go first."

She knew he was unconscious and she shouldn't bother with him.

But if this continues, I'm afraid something serious will happen.

There was no way she could be his antidote, it was ridiculous.

Gu Huaizhi rested his chin on her shoulder and uttered two words in a sticky voice: "No."

He finally got the person he loved so much, how could he let her go?

He never held her except when he was riding.

Suddenly, his brows wrinkled slightly and he felt something hard hit his cheek.

His blurry eyes focused with difficulty, and it took him a while to see clearly.

It’s the Begonia swing.

Sent by Tan Wenhuai.

He tightened his fingers again and said in a low voice, "Aning, don't wear that shackle anymore."

He said, and quickly reached out for the swing, but when he touched it, he slowed down for fear of hurting her.

Feeling the boy's gentle movements on her hair, Mu An Ning was stunned and forgot to struggle for a moment.

Gu Huaizhi didn't hear her reply, and murmured, "Aning, don't wear it anymore. It's ugly."

The peach blossom hairpin he carved for her with his own hands was a thousand times better than the hairpin that Tan Wenhuai had given her.

It's just that he didn't have the chance to send it out.

Mu An Ning couldn't help but frown, that step was clearly very beautiful.

She didn't like having her things touched by others, but at this moment she was helpless and could only pretend to be submissive and said "hmm" softly.

Gu Huaizhi snorted with satisfaction, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, as if he had won a battle.

After holding him like this for a while, Mu An Ning thought that he might be a little exhausted, so he tried to move his head.

However, the next moment, the boy not only hugged her tighter, but his warm and soft lips also touched her forehead directly.

Feeling the slight wetness on his forehead, Mu An Ning was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with anger: "Gu Huaizhi! What are you doing?"

The boy's thin lips moved in front of her forehead but did not move away.

Feeling a slight itchiness on his forehead, Mu An Ning didn't hesitate at all and bit his neck resolutely.

Almost instantly, blood oozed out from the tiny wound.

"Hiss——" Gu Huaizhi couldn't help but gasp because of the sudden pain, and subconsciously reached out to cover his bleeding neck.

Mu An Ning took advantage of this opportunity and instantly ran out of his arms.

After she bit the boy, his dazed eyes suddenly became much clearer.

His breathing was a little rapid, and the heat on his body had obviously not subsided yet: "Aning..."

The moment he raised his eyes and met the girl's angry gaze, he suddenly began to remember what he had done.

Not only did he hug her and smell her, he also kissed her?

Why did he lose control to such an extent?

Gu Huaizhi opened his mouth but couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time: "I..."

How should he explain it?

She would definitely be even angrier with him and would ignore him even more.

His thoughts immediately became as chaotic as a storm, and he felt a little ashamed.

Mu An Ning stood up straight, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm his troubled mind.

She glanced at the boy's still red face and closed her eyes helplessly: "I'll go get Gu Ji."

Having said that, she walked out quickly without stopping before he could do anything more outrageous.

She couldn't save him.

All he could do was let Gu Ji pour some cold water on him.

*

The next day, Luo only called Mu Anning and Gu Huaizhi to have breakfast, which seemed like a way of bringing them together.

She looked at the two children sitting face to face in silence and sighed inwardly.

Immediately, she smiled and started a conversation: "Ah Huai, An Ning, did you sleep well last night?"