At that moment, a heavy rain began to fall outside, accompanied by another deafening peal of thunder that shook the earth, startling the heart.

As if it were coming to claim her life, Lu Yuner seemed to know why this was happening. She could feel the chaotic forces within her body, accompanied by knife-like pain.

Finally, by midnight, it began to subside. A faint yellow candlelight still glowed in the room.

But Lu Yuner already lay limp and powerless on the bed, having fallen into a deep sleep. Strands of hair, wet with cold sweat, still clung to her temples, while her clothes had become loose and disheveled, revealing a corner of her snow-white shoulders with their graceful lines.

The Lu manor was quiet. Suddenly, a dark shadow leapt over the wall and snuck into the courtyard, making its way to the depths of the compound. It paused for a moment outside a room with a faint light, then saw another graceful figure stumble slightly as it pushed open the door and gently closed it.

As soon as he entered the room, Su Qingwan tiptoed, moving quietly to the bedside and obediently crouching down. He was still worried and wanted to know how Elder Sister Yuner was doing.

Looking at Elder Sister Yuner’s haggard appearance on the bed, as if she had just been through a serious illness, his eyes grew moist.

As his gaze wandered, he saw clothes and quilts strewn messily by the bed, her body glistening with fragrant sweat, alluring. His burning gaze swept over Lu Yuner’s sleeping posture, her graceful figure, skin as white as snow, her whole body exuding a delicate fragrance.

Su Qingwan’s handsome face instantly flushed with embarrassment. He hurriedly averted his gaze and carefully covered Lu Yuner again with the crumpled quilt.

But his gaze remained fixed on Lu Yuner’s peaceful sleeping face. As he stared, he couldn’t help wanting to reach out and touch her. As he slowly approached her face, he hesitated for a moment and stopped.

The greed in his heart surged forth like a fierce beast, but he still forcefully suppressed it, afraid of causing Elder Sister Yuner even the slightest harm.

He chose to trace her picturesque eyebrows and eyes with his fingertip in the air, until he paused at her lips. Images from the past flashed through Su Qingwan’s mind, suddenly making his breath catch. Then thinking of today’s scene, his expression went through several changes, his eyes suddenly growing dark.

Endless desire slowly eroded his reason, making him unable to resist.

What should he do…

He wanted more, more…

He slowly lowered his body, so nervous his hands clenched his clothes tightly. As he drew closer and closer, he held his breath. When there was barely a hair’s breadth between them, he suddenly stopped again. He raised his body slightly, gazing at the person beneath him, a flash of frustration in his eyes. He was about to get up.

In the shadow cast over her, Lu Yuner slowly opened her eyes, meeting Su Qingwan’s gaze. As calm as ever, she seemed unsurprised.

Su Qingwan was startled as he found himself looking into those peaceful peach blossom eyes. Confusion flashed in his eyes – he hadn’t expected to be caught red-handed. For a moment he didn’t know what to do, while the person beneath him looked at him calmly, neither shocked nor pleased, neither angry nor reproachful.

“Young Master Su, why have you come again? You really are persistent in pursuing me. What sort of game do you want to play today?” Lu Yuner was exhausted to the point of delirium, unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

She hadn’t expected to dream of Young Master Su again. Compared to previous times, this time Young Master Su seemed much more reserved.

He hadn’t undressed, hadn’t flirted, his watery eyes trembling, actually looking somewhat pure.

Su Qingwan was visibly stunned. Again? Why say again – this was the first time he had sneaked into Elder Sister Yuner’s room.

While he was in a daze, suddenly a pair of soft jade hands slowly caressed his face. The coolness of her fingertips brought him back to his senses. The young man’s pupils were jet black as he stared blankly at the person beneath him.

The places she had gently touched felt like they were burning, also a bit itchy, a indescribable tingling amidst the heat.

Lu Yuner’s expression gradually changed, becoming rather meaningful. “Do you need to engage in bedroom pleasures with me before you’ll be satisfied?”

“No… I…” Hearing this, Su Qingwan’s spine tingled. At the words “bedroom pleasures,” a blush gradually appeared on his face, and he instinctively avoided her gaze.

How could Su Qingwan not want to? He liked her, and wanted her even more.

He longed for her love, longed for her response, longed for mutual affection.

But he also knew that she didn’t like him right now.

Seeing this, Lu Yuner used her slender fingers to grasp his well-defined jaw, turning his evasive face towards her, forcing him to continue looking at her. She could clearly see the shyness in the young man’s eyes, and teasingly said with a half-smile: “Who would have thought that Young Master Su could be shy! How rare, how rare.”

Her gaze suddenly changed.

“Since it’s not that, then lie still obediently.” Lu Yuner suddenly gripped his wrist, using a bit of force to press the person on top of her down onto the quilt beside her. Then she sighed lightly and closed her eyes, “I’m a bit tired, don’t move around, it’ll be fine when the dream ends.”

Su Qingwan, lying to one side, finally understood somewhat. Dream? Could it be that Elder Sister Yuner thought this was a dream?

When she said “again” earlier, could it be that Elder Sister Yuner had dreamed of him before?

Then what was he like in Elder Sister Yuner’s dreams? From what she just said, it seemed he was particularly bold and unrestrained.

Su Qingwan obediently remained motionless, turning his gaze to look at the person beside him. Her clothes had slipped down her shoulder, revealing exquisite white collarbones, half-hidden and half-exposed, leaving more to be desired.

Su Qingwan’s throat moved, feeling embarrassed, his already red face becoming even hotter. But he still gazed deeply at her, feeling a kind of intoxication without alcohol at this moment.

Tonight, he could be said to have shared a bed with Elder Sister Yuner.

The next day, after the rain, the sky was clear and blue, everything looking fresh and vibrant.

After yesterday’s events, before dawn had even broken, Qiu Yi and several servants had gone early to the market to buy some good nourishing medicinal herbs and fresh chicken, duck, fish, and meat, ordering the manor’s chef to prepare several medicinal dishes to strengthen the body.

By now, smoke was already rising from the kitchen, with servants bustling about.

Lu Yuner slept until daybreak. After bathing and changing clothes in the morning, she lay on a rocking chair in the courtyard, quietly closing her eyes to bask in the mild sunlight. She seemed to have slept peacefully. Orange obediently guarded beside the chair, lying with its head down to keep Lu Yuner company.