After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

The mist cast a soft glow on Chu Junci's skin, and Mo Yan, standing to the side, couldn't help but slur his breathing.

He thought, how could there be someone in this world who suits him so well?

Everything about her was in line with his aesthetic sense, as if she was born to be his.

Time passed slowly, and Chu Junci groped his way ashore, got dressed, and then walked towards the door in the direction he remembered.

With a creak, he opened the door.

"I……"

Before he could finish speaking, he was already being carried horizontally in someone's arms.

He was completely enveloped in a cloak, and the unique scent of Mo Yan wafted into his nostrils, causing him to twitch his nose slightly.

Walking along the palace path, Mo Yan held him tightly in his arms, and Chu Junci could only hear the sound of the wind and the footsteps of some palace servants.

Back in his bedchamber, almost as soon as he sat down, Wu Xu appeared again: "Your Majesty, there is news from Yong Kingdom that concerns Chu Li."

Yong State, Chu Li.

Chu Junci caught the key words, his heart skipped a beat, and an emotion he himself did not understand suddenly rose up.

"Understood, you may leave."

Mo Yan glanced at Wu Xu, waved him away, and then wiped Chu Junci's long hair. "I will come to see you later."

He turned to leave, but Chu Junci stopped him: "Wait."

"Um?"

This was the first time Chu Junci had taken such the initiative, and Mo Yan became suspicious, his gaze towards Chu Junci turning strange.

"I……"

Chu Junci didn't know why he did it. He was silent for a moment, then finally let go: "It's nothing."

Mo Yan left, but Chu Junci's heart remained unsettled. He murmured the name "Chu Li" to himself, feeling that the name sounded very familiar.

Could this "Chu Li" be someone he knows?

"Brother!"

A tiny child followed behind him, a smile on his face, but Chu Junci couldn't see his face clearly.

"Well……"

Fragments of memories flashed through his mind, but before he could grasp any more, they vanished.

He covered his head, his face suddenly turning deathly pale.

After returning to the Imperial Study, Mo Yan heard Wu Xu say, "Your Majesty, Chu Li has gone to Snowfall Cliff."

"Snowfall Cliff? What's he going to Snowfall Cliff for?"

"It is said that Emperor Chu Ling of Yong Kingdom disappeared at Luoxue Cliff, and it has been ten days since then."

"..."

Ten days—such a coincidental number.

A strange thought crossed his mind, but he subconsciously suppressed it.

"Continue to monitor Yong's actions, and while you're at it... go find a portrait of Chu Ling."

"Yes."

Wu Xu received the order and left. Mo Yan stood in front of the desk, seemingly lost in thought.

As he was deep in thought, a bodyguard appeared: "Your Majesty, the Prince has fainted."

His breathing stopped abruptly, and Mo Yan strode out of the imperial study: "Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"

As soon as he stepped into Qiyue Palace, he saw Chu Junci hunched over his desk. No one dared to touch him without Mo Yan's permission.

He carried the man to the bed and tenderly stroked his cheek: "Has the imperial physician not arrived yet?"

"I've already sent someone to spread the word."

Before long, the imperial physician finally appeared.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

It was still Dean Liu, followed by a young imperial physician, who was his adopted son and last disciple—Liu Ji.

"Greetings..." Liu Ji followed suit and bowed.

Mo Yan interrupted him and said to Dean Liu, "Come quickly and see how Aci is doing."

Dean Liu nodded, took Chu Junci's pulse, looked at his face, and finally said, "Chen Jun injured his head in a fall. The blood stasis in his body is dissolving now, which is why he suddenly fainted."

"I imagine that Chenjun will soon regain his sight and memory."

"really?"

"Your subject dares not deceive Your Majesty."

After speaking, Dean Liu gave a few more instructions. Liu Ji, who was following behind him, lowered his head and quietly looked towards the couch.

He shouldn't have looked so closely, but he was genuinely curious. This was the first time His Majesty had openly agreed to take a concubine, and even though he was a man, it didn't stop him from being curious about who she was.

With just one glance, Liu Ji's pupils trembled, and he instinctively held his breath.

The next instant, a voice laced with murderous intent drifted over: "What are you looking at?"

"..."

Liu Ji snapped out of his daze and realized that Mo Yan was staring at him dangerously, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

His heart stopped, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

Dean Liu also pleaded on his behalf: "This young apprentice of mine is treating a noble person for the first time and does not know the rules. I hope Your Majesty will forgive him this time. I will definitely keep a close eye on him in the future."

Mo Yan ignored him and asked again, "Answer me, what were you looking at just now?"

Liu Ji's heart leaped into his throat, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Your Majesty, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Junci woke up on the bed, and his fingertips, which were resting on the brocade quilt, curled up slightly.

Mo Yan was the first to notice, and he gripped Mo Yan's hand tightly: "You're awake?"

"…Um."

It was still pitch black. Chu Junci sensed something was wrong and asked, "Are you angry?"

Mo Yan was silent for a moment before finally speaking: "No."

"Get down, all of you." He glanced at Liu Ji and the old dean on the ground.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two quickly retreated, and breathed a sigh of relief after walking a long distance away.

Seeing that Liu Ji was still lost in thought, the old dean frowned: "What's wrong with you today?"

"fine……"

Liu Ji subconsciously shook his head, but couldn't help recalling the scene he had just witnessed. No wonder His Majesty had agreed to take a concubine, he thought.

Inside Qiyue Palace, Chu Junci leaned against the headboard, while Mo Yan held a bowl of medicine in his hand, which had just been prepared and brought by the young apprentice.

The medicine emitted an unpleasant smell, and Chu Junci subconsciously shrank back, his face full of resistance.

He hates taking medicine.

Mo Yan scooped up a spoonful of the medicine, pretending not to see his resistance: "Open your mouth."

"..."

The bitter, foul smell of the medicine grew stronger. Chu Junci pursed his lips and groped to push the bowl away: "I won't drink it."

"Not drinking?"

He pressed Chu Junci's hand back under the brocade quilt. "Don't you like me feeding you like this? Then let's try another way."

"?"

Chu Junci tilted his ear and heard the clinking of bowls and spoons, then his face was cupped in someone's hands.

"Well……"

Her waist was tightly embraced, and the bitter medicine was passed from Mo Yan's lips. Chu Junci subconsciously struggled, but Mo Yan grabbed her wrist.

Mo Yan was very strong. He wrapped one arm around his waist and the other around his wrist, while simultaneously pouring the medicine into his lips.

Forced to swallow the medicine, Chu Junci couldn't help but shed tears, which soaked the silk cloth in front of her.

The next moment, Mo Yan removed the blindfold from his eyes and placed a bitter kiss on them.

Mo Yan gently kissed away his tears, then kissed his cheek. "Aci, I really want to devour you whole, so that we can be together forever."

"..."

"I am ill," Chu Jun said in secret.

He struggled, his chest heaving, whether from being out of breath or from anger, it was hard to tell.

Mo Yan chuckled a few times, then finally released him. "There's still half a bowl left."

This time, without Mo Yan's reminder, Chu Junci had already picked up the medicine bowl and then drank the medicine in one gulp.

His mouth was filled with a bitter taste. He frowned and parted his red lips slightly, as if that would lessen the bitterness.

After rinsing his mouth, Mo Yan gently rubbed his lips with his cool fingertips, then leaned closer and placed a candied fruit into his lips.

The sweetness instantly dispelled the bitter smell of the medicine, and Chu Junci's brows relaxed. After finishing the medicine, he wanted to have another one, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

Mo Yan saw through his thoughts, "You want more?"

"…Um."

"Please."