Sitting next to the man, Si Qingyu’s slender fingers picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and brought it to his lips: “Hurry and eat some dessert, you can’t starve yourself again after finally getting a bit better.”

The man didn’t take her words to heart, his eyes still firmly fixed on the little flower, and he obediently took a bite of the cake she brought to his lips.

Si Qingyu put down the cake and picked up a green grape, bringing it to his lips.

He liked to eat this way the most, a bite of cake and a bite of grape.

But after feeding him several bites, Si Qingyu found that the man didn’t even give her a single glance, staring at the flower the whole time, which made her a bit jealous.

This flower was so small, what was so good about it?

Sigh, Si Qingyu sighed, forget it, she gave him the flower, and she coaxed him, what could she do.

As she fed him, Si Qingyu habitually pressed his abdomen as usual to make sure he was full before finishing the rest herself.

When she finished eating, she went into the room and lit the candle, then turned her head to Luo Shaoxuan, who was still in the courtyard: “Shaoxuan, it’s getting dark, come in quickly.”

Only then did Luo Shaoxuan look up at her, as if he had just realized it was dark. He carefully picked up the jade bottle and placed it on the table beside the bed in the room.

Si Qingyu took out her inner garments from the bundle and glanced at him: “Shaoxuan, I’ll wash up first, you can wash later.”

The man was fully focused on the jade bottle and nodded absentmindedly.

Si Qingyu sighed, somewhat regretting giving him the flower. Seeing his appearance, it seemed he would be staring at it all night. Thinking this, she walked out of the bedroom helplessly.

As soon as the woman left, Luo Shaoxuan took his gaze away from the flower, his dark eyes looking towards the door gloomily.

He had only done it to get more of her attention.

He walked slowly to the bedside and pressed his face against the bedding Si Qingyu had laid out. This silk quilt was something he had asked her to bring from the town, and it was filled with her scent.

Luo Shaoxuan buried his face deep into the silk quilt, obsessively smelling her scent.

His body reacted instantly.

His half-closed beautiful eyes glanced at the doorway, and he slid his jade hand down his body.

When Si Qingyu returned, she saw the man sitting by the bed with a slightly flushed face. She didn’t think much of it and walked to the bundle to take out his inner garments and handed them to him: “The water is heated for you, go wash quickly.”

“Mm.” Luo Shaoxuan took the clothes she handed him, his beautiful eyes still hazy from the pleasure just now.

When the man went out, Si Qingyu took out a book and sat at the table, intending to read for a while to pass the time.

But as she read, her gaze couldn’t help but drift towards the jade bottle by the bed, then she would turn her gaze back to the book, but after a short while, she couldn’t help but look over there again.

This repeated several times until she put the book down on the table in exasperation and rubbed her brow with her hand.

In the end, she couldn’t resist standing up and walking to the table, solemnly looking down at the yellow flower.

Should she throw it away?

If she threw it away and Shaoxuan asked about it, what should she do?

But if she didn’t throw it away, wouldn’t he keep staring at it all night?

Struggling between throwing and not throwing, even Si Qingyu herself probably didn’t realize that she would also have moments of entanglement over such trivial matters.

Si Qingyu silently chanted in her heart that it was for Shaoxuan’s good. She picked up the jade bottle, turned around and was about to throw it away, but was startled by the figure at the door, almost losing her composure.

Luo Shaoxuan stood at the doorway, the ends of his silky ink-black hair dampened by water, dripping from the ends onto his thin inner garment, showing a bit of transparency. Even so, it didn’t affect his noble aura at all, but instead added a touch of charm.

His narrow, beautiful eyes stared at her unblinkingly, his dark eyes seeming to see through her. His perfect red lips curled up: “Zilian, what are you doing?”

The man’s slightly raised tone actually gave Si Qingyu the illusion of being teased.

She felt the situation was extremely awkward. She was still holding the flower, ready to throw it away, but was caught red-handed by the owner.

Si Qingyu’s stiff facial muscles twitched. She gave him a faint smile that wasn’t much different from usual: “This flower… is so beautiful, I thought I’d bring it to the table and admire it while reading.”

This excuse was perfect.

She thought.

However, the man suddenly covered his mouth and laughed softly, his beautiful eyes seeming to be filled with stars, twinkling as he looked at her.

“…What are you laughing at?”

“Mm, it’s nothing.” His voice was full of laughter.

“……” She felt she had been laughed at, a tinge of blush appearing on her face. She pretended to be calm and placed the jade bottle on the tea table, picked up the book and read it seriously, glancing at the flower from time to time.

She wanted to use this to prove that she wasn’t lying, and really wasn’t going to throw it away.

Luo Shaoxuan only felt that her appearance was so adorable that his heart was about to melt, and naturally wouldn’t point it out.

He walked behind her, leaned down and breathed into her ear: “Rather than looking at the flower, why not look at me? I’m much more beautiful than the flower~”

The tail of his voice carried a heavy flirtatious meaning, able to make one instantly numb.

Si Qingyu turned her head and glanced at him.

Mm, but the person was more delicate than the flower.

The man reached out his hand to hug her, burying his face deep into the crook of her neck, rubbing and acting coquettishly: “Look at me~”

Si Qingyu only felt her ears go numb, she shook her body, unable to stand his coquettish look. She cleared her throat: “Shaoxuan don’t make trouble, I’m reading.”

The head that was making mischief was silent for a moment, and then whispered in her ear again: “Then go read on the bed.”

Hmm?

Si Qingyu raised her eyebrows in confusion: “Why?”

The man rubbed against her ear, his voice even softer, as if sleep-talking: “I’m sleepy……”

Ever since the last incident, Luo Shaoxuan couldn’t sleep well if she wasn’t by his side. She put down the book and said softly: “You go over first.”

“Mm.” Luo Shaoxuan released her, walked to the bed with lotus steps, lifted the silk quilt and lay down, leaving only his head outside, his narrow eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

Si Qingyu picked up the candle on the table, placed it on the table stand not far from the bedside, leaned on the outer side of the bed with a book in hand, gently stroking the man’s delicate face with the back of her hand: “Sleep, I’ll be right here.”

“Mm.” Luo Shaoxuan tightly grasped the hem of her clothes and slowly closed his eyes.

Si Qingyu stroked his face with one hand and held the book with the other. Only when she saw the man close his eyes did she move her gaze back to the book.

The room was quiet.

Outside, the night had fallen, with only the rustling sound of the night wind blowing the grass and trees.

In the middle of the night, Si Qingyu let out a small yawn. She was about to blow out the candle and go to sleep, but when she lowered her head unintentionally, she was startled by those dark eyes, her heart thumping.

“You… weren’t you asleep?”

Luo Shaoxuan pursed his lips, sat up from the bed and leaned his face against her chest, murmuring: “Can’t sleep……”

“……” Then can’t you say something? Staring at her silently like this was really a bit creepy.

Si Qingyu threw the book aside and hugged him, placing her face on the top of his head: “What’s wrong? Didn’t you say you were sleepy just now?”

The man didn’t speak, hugged her tighter, and his body began to rub against her unconsciously.

Si Qingyu understood, pulled him away a little: “Shaoxuan, you can only consummate when your body is fully recovered, be good.” Her hand soothingly stroked his ink-black hair behind him.

But just that one rub had already aroused the man’s reaction. His breath quickened, his beautiful eyes looked at her, moist and helpless. He grabbed her hand and pulled it down, his voice whimpering like a young beast: “Help me……”

Si Qingyu felt the bulge in her hand rapidly expanding, that big lump made her blush uncontrollably. She lowered her head and saw the man suffering tightly. In the end, she complied with his wish and began to move.

Luo Shaoxuan raised his head high, his body swaying violently with the woman’s movements, bursts of pleasure making white light flash before his eyes.

The bedroom was filled with the man’s extremely joyful moans, each sound like cranes intertwining their necks, touching the heartstrings.

Finally, when Si Qingyu’s hand was so sore and tired that she could hardly move anymore, the man’s body trembled and he released, collapsing in her arms.

Luo Shaoxuan’s lips were slightly parted, like a fish out of water leaning against her, gasping for air, his face flushed red, even his neck and body were tinged with a rosy color.

Si Qingyu picked up the silk handkerchief beside her and wiped her hand clean, allowing the man to rub against her chest with a satisfied look.

“Zilian……” His beautiful eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, looking up at her in a daze.

Si Qingyu lowered her head and lightly touched his lips, lying down in the quilt and said softly: “Sleep.”

“Mm.” The man finally smiled contentedly, like a child who had gotten honey, sweetly hugging her as they fell asleep together.

The dim bedroom finally quieted down, and the moon hanging high outside seemed to only dare to poke its head out now.

The moonlight shone in through the window, illuminating the faces of the two people sleeping nestled against each other.

Tranquil and beautiful.

………

Early the next morning, Si Qingyu turned over on the bed, habitually reaching for the inside of the bed.

But it was empty.

Si Qingyu frowned, opened her hazy eyes with difficulty, and swept the room, but didn’t see anyone.

She glanced out the window. The sun hadn’t even risen on this deep autumn morning. She yawned, sat up, picked up the outer garment beside her and put it on, ready to go out and see if the person had gone to the latrine.

However, when she opened the door and looked out, she was stunned. She saw the man’s tall and handsome figure sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, his back to her, looking into the distance.

The man seemed to hear the movement behind him, turned his head, and gave her a brilliant smile: “Morning, Madam.”

Si Qingyu was stunned for a moment by his joyful smile. She reacted, quickly stepped forward and draped her outer garment over him, a bit angry: “Why did you come out wearing so little?”

Early autumn mornings were no joke, how could this person not cherish his body like this.

Although Luo Shaoxuan didn’t feel cold, he was extremely happy about the woman’s concern. He reached out and pulled the woman into his arms, wrapping the outer garment and her together, his head resting on her neck, acting coquettishly: “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, I will definitely be careful next time~”

Si Qingyu was helpless when he acted spoiled like this, how could she stay angry. Her fingers lightly brushed his cheek and she said softly: “It’s good that you know to be careful, your body has just recovered, don’t wear yourself out again.” Her heart couldn’t take the wear and tear.

Knowing that she was distressed for him, Luo Shaoxuan enjoyed this feeling the most, being doted on and spoiled by her, unable to stop.

He rested his head against her neck, smelling her fragrance, feeling the warmth of her body, making him involuntarily sigh with satisfaction.

In the past, it was always him leaning on her chest. Si Qingyu rarely had the chance to lean on his chest like this, it was a different feeling, making her sleepy again. She yawned and asked in slight confusion: “So early, what are you doing sitting here?”

The man buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled: “I want to watch the sunrise with you……”

He had originally intended to wake her up later.

“Ah?” Si Qingyu’s yawn paused, and she looked back at him in some surprise: “Why the sudden thought of this?”

The man’s earlobes flushed red, he raised his head from the crook of her neck, even his jade face was tinged with a few hints of blush. His eyes lowered slightly, and he bit his red lips: “Because… because others say this can make a wish……”

He didn’t believe it before, but now he wanted to try, with expectation and hope, wishing that she would always, always love him like this.

Si Qingyu looked at the man fixedly. Although this saying was completely unreliable, and even made people want to laugh.

But she never thought that Shaoxuan, such a rational and elegant noble son, would one day believe in such an unreliable rumor.

For a moment, it made her feel a bit choked up.

Si Qingyu pressed her forehead against his, the tenderness and doting in her eyes seemingly about to drown him. She enticed him like a witch: “Then what wish does my Shaoxuan want to make?”

Luo Shaoxuan’s eyes were filled with infatuation and lingering affection as he gazed at her, already completely immersed in the depth of her gaze, like a bewitched fool. He murmured to her his wish: “I want… to be with you forever and ever……”

He wanted her to never have room for anyone else in her heart except him, forever and ever.

The corners of Si Qingyu’s mouth lifted high, her lips whispering before touching his: “Your wish is granted.”

Her lips pressed tightly against his.

The morning sun rose, the two figures seeming to merge with the first light.

This was a new day, and also their new beginning.