After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

She was delirious with fever, her forehead burning hot, so she haphazardly sought out something cool, her fingertips softly hooking around his wrist, her cheek rubbing against the back of his slightly cool hand, like an exhausted cat, and she even let out a soft hum.

Lou Xianyue froze on the spot, his handsome brows suddenly furrowing. He didn't pull his hand back after all. Beneath his palm was warm and smooth skin, but the tips of his ears blushed first, revealing his uneasy state of mind.

He picked up the porcelain bowl that was placed beside him, bent down to sit, gently lifted the girl's chin, and brought the porcelain spoon to her lips, his tone somewhat uneasy, "Open your mouth and drink your medicine."

The medicine was slightly bitter, and Su Ning pursed her lips and turned away. Helpless, he gently pried open her lips with his thumb, but his movements were extremely light as he fed the brown medicine little by little into his subordinate's mouth.

What kind of treasures haven't he touched with those hands?

When he touched the girl's soft red lips, his ear tips were stained with a deep, unconcealable blush that spread all the way down to her neck, and his heart pounded violently in his chest, each beat louder than the last.

It wasn't until he had finished feeding him most of the medicine that he realized he was drenched in sweat, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead and temples, stray hairs sticking to his flushed cheeks, and even the collar of his brocade robe was slightly damp with sweat.

But the girl remained restless after taking the medicine. A soft whimper escaped her throat, tinged with a delicate sweetness: "Bitter." Her fingers gently tugged at the other person's sleeve.

His heart pounded again. The grip on his sleeve wasn't strong; he could easily pull it off with a slight movement. But his boots seemed to be nailed to the ground, making it impossible for him to move.

He wiped her lips with a handkerchief, scolded her in a low voice, "You're so delicate," and then took a candied fruit from his waist pouch and fed it to her.

Perhaps having tasted the sweetness, the girl couldn't help but ask for more. Her soft, moist tongue brushed against his slightly cool fingertips, and the warm, wet touch caught the boy off guard, making him freeze and even his breathing become disordered.

The surging heat and panic in his heart exploded with a "boom," startling him so much that he rushed out, staggering a few steps, almost as if he were fleeing in panic.

The autumn night breeze was slightly cool, and Lou Xianyue was breathing heavily in small gasps, which puzzled Kong Qing who was standing next to her.

"Young Master... what's wrong?"

Lou Xianyue looked utterly disheveled, as if she had been rolled in boiling water. Her eyes were red as if they had been soaked in rouge, and even her eyelashes were covered in a thin layer of sweat. She kept her eyes down, not daring to look up.

He turned his head to face the wind, his Adam's apple bobbing unconsciously. As the wind subsided, his breathing gradually became lighter, his vibrant color mingling with shyness, making him look utterly pitiful.

"Are you also running a fever? I'll go and have someone prepare some medicine for you right away."

Kong Qing had never seen the young master like this before. His tone was somewhat anxious, but he was puzzled. How could he have gotten so hot in such a short time after entering the tent?

But Lou Xianyue stopped him with a sharp glare, her tone icy: "Aren't you rather free?"

"Then go and see if there's any danger around. Do I, the young master, really need to ask you to go?"

Kong Qing's doubts deepened. "But young master, everything has been checked..."

Before the word "Ah" could even leave his lips, Kong Qing sensed danger, a rare occurrence for him. Looking into the other's increasingly gloomy eyes, he clasped his hands in a fist and accepted the order: "Yes." He then began to carry out the task given to him by Lou Xianyue.

But he kept turning back to look at Lou Xianyue, scratching his head in confusion. The young master is acting strangely tonight.

Meanwhile, Su Ning, who had stirred up the pool of spring water, had long since fallen into a deep sleep, her lips slightly upturned, like a little fox who had succeeded.

Just as Kong Qing returned after re-checking the surroundings, she happened to bump into the red-clad boy carrying a girl in a blue dress as they walked into the tent.

The girl's face was buried in front of the boy, making it impossible to see her features. Her unbound black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, sliding down the boy's arm and clothes, wrapping around the brocade of his red robe. The contrast between black and red was soft and tender.

Are all women's bodies this soft?

The girl in his arms was light and soft, like holding a cloud. He looked down at her fair face. The strands of hair at her temples trembled gently with her soft breaths, and the black hair that clung to her shoulders and back exuded extreme fragility.

With such a flexible waist, wouldn't it break if he pinched it gently?

Kong Qing watched Lou Xianyue's expression from afar and secretly felt that something was wrong.

He had never seen such tenderness in the young master's eyes before. This girl of unknown origin had managed to bewitch the young master without making a sound.

"Young Master... what's wrong?"

Kong Qing hesitated for a moment, but still interrupted Lou Xianyue's actions.

Lou Xianyue stopped and looked at Kong Qing, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes: "Is this all the task I assigned you completed?"

Kong Qing lowered her head respectfully: "Yes."

"Then search again."

Kong Qing was momentarily stunned. "Huh?"

"Wasn't what I said clear enough?"

The young man in red stood tall and straight, his noble aura carrying a coldness that kept people at a distance. At this moment, his slight frown made people not dare to say a word.

He knew that Kong Qing had come with a mission, and although he was Kong Qing's bodyguard, he was also there to keep an eye on him.

He is now the young master, but not the head of the family. However, he wants his mother to know that he is no longer a child.

Kong Qing hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Young Master, this woman's origins are unknown. You mustn't..."

"She still has a fever. Do you really think I'm such a beast?"

Lou Xianyue gritted her teeth and said, expressing her speechlessness at the person in front of her without hesitation. This Kong Qing is really a blockhead.

Kong Qing gave an awkward smile, "Yes, I'll go check it again right away."

He thought the young master was bewitched, but he forgot that at home, he had never given a kind look to women who tried to curry favor with him.

I reckon this is just a sudden, unusual occurrence.

After dismissing Kong Qing, the boy in red strode into his tent.

The candlelight inside the tent illuminated his reddened earlobes, but he acted as if nothing was wrong, gently placing her on the soft couch covered with fox fur, and raising his hand to gather her slipped collar.

The girl seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and he couldn't help but stare at her sleeping face until his fingers wanted to touch the soft cheek of the person in front of him.

When he came to his senses, he realized what a foolish thing he had done, and his noble brows and eyes concealed a panic and concern that he himself did not even notice.

He swallowed hard, suppressing the panic in his heart. I... I was just thinking of her.

Her friend was right; her appearance was indeed dangerous. But if she woke up and found that Qiu Ci and the others had seen her face, she would definitely be very sad.

And she herself asked me to feed her the medicine.

I brought her here simply to better care for her health.

Lou Xianyue had found a reason for herself, and with a slight smile, she felt less panicked.