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Inside the room, Wei Jun slowly slid down to sit on the floor, his back pressed against the cold wall.

The drug's effects grew stronger and stronger in his body, and the burning pain was almost unbearable.

He was burning up with heat all over his body. In an effort to control himself, his fingernails dug into his palms until they almost bled, while that familiar and vivid face kept appearing in his mind.

Tingyue was sweeping fallen leaves outside her yard.

Rose petals were scattered all over the ground by last night's wind, forming a beautiful circle along the fence in the yard.

Ru Feng strode briskly from afar.

Just as Tingyue was about to stop him and ask what reason the eldest young master had for summoning her master this time, she had already thought of many excuses to help her master refuse.

But Ru Feng completely ignored Ting Yue's attempts to stop him.

He wasn't allowed to enter through the main gate, so he tiptoed and, using the momentum of the tree outside the courtyard, leaped into the courtyard using his light-footed skill and went straight into the inner hall.

"Miss, the young master needs you!" Ru Feng knelt on one knee and clasped her hands in a fist salute.

Qi Yunli thought to herself with a sneer.

When I told her to leave yesterday, it was all an act. I was even relieved that the eldest young master was tired of me.

In less than a day, his true nature was revealed again.

Qi Yunli tried to stall for time as usual.

She was extremely unwilling that Ru Feng had barged in without prior notice.

This means that the other party is gradually eroding the boundaries she originally possessed.

"Miss, I'm begging you. It wasn't the young master who sent me to invite you... it's not that the young master wants to see you, it's that he's truly ill this time! He needs you to come!"

"The eldest son is ill. What he needs is a highly skilled physician, not me."

Qi Yunli turned her head away, not wanting to look at him.

"The eldest young master is stubborn and refuses to show any weakness in front of the old lady, nor does he allow me to inform her. I can only ask Miss Cousin to go and keep the eldest young master company."

Ru Feng was truly at his wit's end, fearing that Miss Biao would not agree.

Judging from the eldest son's attitude yesterday, the two must have developed a rift.

The eldest son is proud and arrogant, and may not be willing to call his cousin over at this time, so he can only be the shameless one.

"Really? You're sick."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yunli suddenly became interested.

Wei Jun had always been arrogant and domineering in front of her, always the aloof and uncompromising young master, but now he was sick?

Qi Yunli really wanted to go and see what such a person would look like when they were vulnerable.

Perhaps he caught a cold last night, or perhaps he was exhausted from working so hard at the Ministry of Revenue.

In any case, this is an excellent opportunity.

Wei Jun forced himself to stand up, albeit unsteadily.

He had to go to a place with cold water and immerse himself in the cold water to completely suppress the heat.

Before he could even step out of the door, a slender figure appeared in front of him.

The figure was familiar. The light from the pear blossom window was dazzling, but when it shone on the figure, it made the jade plum blossom hairpin in the cascading black hair bun shine brightly.

"Ah Li?"

His breathing suddenly became heavy.

The face in my mind suddenly appeared vividly before my eyes.

She had delicate features and a small nose, and was currently frowning as she stared straight at him.

Qi Yunli asked, "Rufeng, what illness does your young master have?"

He walked slowly toward her, his steps unsteady, each step seemingly painful, yet the murderous look in his eyes was all too familiar to her.

"Miss, for the sake of the young master, this servant has truly thought of no other way but to ask you to come."

After saying this apologetically, Ru Feng left the courtyard and guarded the courtyard for the eldest young master.

Wei Jun swayed, and the bloodshot in his eyes receded slightly as he struggled, but the intense, unyielding obsession remained.

He raised his hand, wanting to reach for the figure that he was so fascinated by and fantasized about, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Was it a dream?"

Qi Yunli's heart sank to the ground.

She made her judgment based on his aroused appearance. No wonder Ru Feng didn't tell the old lady that he had been drugged.

The high and mighty eldest son was unexpectedly drugged, and it happened right inside the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence.

Who is it? Who dares to be so bold? Wei Jun was actually careless; he underestimated his enemy and became complacent.

But he was tricked, so why should she suffer the consequences along with him?

The moment Qi Yunli's wrist was gripped by him, her body reacted with fear.

The heat from his palm made her skin tingle, and the heat spread all the way to her scalp.

The familiar touch made Qi Yunli tremble all over.

She had already found her ideal husband.

In just a few more days, at a poetry gathering or banquet, I could see the other person again and have them come to propose marriage, and everything would be settled.

Just yesterday she was overjoyed, but from now on, Wei Jun and she will go their separate ways. He is tired of her and bored with her. The two will no longer have any entanglement and will return to a completely innocent relationship.

But things didn't go as planned. Things spiraled out of control in this direction, and she seemed to have returned to where she started.

If you don't struggle, you'll just stay stuck in the same place.

Is struggling useful? Perhaps not. But she's on the verge of collapse, on the verge of despair.

She had to stay calm; she had to try, she absolutely had to try.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Qi Yunli struggled, pushing and shoving him with her hands and feet, but her voice unexpectedly trembled with tears, "Wake up!"

Her strength was as insignificant as an ant's compared to his. He held her tightly, his chest heaving violently, his hot breath spraying into the crook of her neck.

"Don't go...don't go..." Wei Jun buried his head in the crook of her neck, his nose rubbing against her skin like a kitten. "Ah Li, don't go..."

Qi Yunli's throat trembled. Reasoning with him now was useless; the drug had already clouded his judgment.

Before he could act entirely on instinct and retain even a shred of reason, she said:

"You've been drugged, I can help you counteract the effects... but..."

Her hand slowly slipped through his coat.

This was her last shred of dignity; she could not compromise for him time and time again.

She was afraid of what he would do if he lost his mind after being drugged.

But this seems to be an impossible condition to negotiate.

Over the past year, even when the drug wasn't taking effect, she endured it entirely with her body. Moreover, when the drug was in effect, she was more like a wild beast.

"it is good."

Wei Jun's palms were bleeding, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

He actually agreed.

At first, she didn't dare to look up at him, afraid that he was lying to her, using this as an excuse to keep her here.

Her long eyelashes drooped, and she breathed very softly, as if afraid that if the other person became unhappy, it would break this fragile balance.

But Wei Jun was in so much pain that it gave her a sense of pleasure, and she gradually became bolder.

In that instant, she felt that she was the one in control, the one who held his fate in her hands. Though it was an illusion.

The fear in her eyes gradually transformed into a smiling gaze. She boldly and directly looked at him.

For the first time, she took the initiative.