Damn it, could it be that Qin Shuyang is taking the opportunity to take advantage of her?
She wrapped her arms around Qin Shuyang's neck and playfully slapped his face, but there was no reaction. Could he really have fainted?
With suspicion, she looked down and saw that the fabric of Qin Shuyang's shirt had just been washed by the rain, making the bloodstains less visible. Now that she was holding an umbrella to shield them, the collar was already soaked through with dark red blood...
On the day Qin Shuyang was attacked, Su Yan had seen the new and old wounds crisscrossing his body, a shocking sight. She also noticed faint marks on his skin that appeared to be from fingernails, causing her face to flush slightly.
As Qin Shuyang woke from a low fever, his hoarse voice carried an indescribable fatigue. "Over the past few years, countless people have tried to bring me down over money matters. I can imagine there are many who take pleasure in my misfortune..."
After a long pause, Su Yan replied, half confused and half reproachful, "You mean to say that as a Minister of Revenue, you're more disliked than those Censors who spend their days nitpicking? Is it really that bad?"
Qin Shuyang was momentarily taken aback by her words before he let out a low laugh. The deep laughter came from his heart, resonating through his chest—genuine and open, clear and warm—instilling an inexplicable sense of peace within her.
He raised a hand to gently touch Su Yan's face. She instinctively tried to pull away, but he held her hand tightly.
"Yan Yan..."
Although Su Yan's impression of Qin Shuyang had greatly improved, hearing such mushy words from someone who usually never joked made her shiver in discomfort.
She tugged at her hand again, trying to withdraw it unsuccessfully.
"Um, Lord Qin, shouldn't we discuss some matters?"
Qin Shuyang remained still, holding Su Yan's hand close to his mouth. To Su Yan's astonishment, he gently bit her finger—was he really being this cute?
"Yan Yan, will you marry me? You have no idea how long I've waited for you—five years. I know you were too heartbroken to consider marriage back then, but isn't everything behind us now? You..."
Su Yan quickly interrupted Qin Shuyang, "What... what do you know?"
"I know everything. That day, you were completely drunk, crying and shouting, unable to keep your mouth shut. If it weren't for me..." Qin Shuyang trailed off, looking at Su Yan without saying more.
Su Yan felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze.
She was reluctant to admit that she remembered it all—that day she had thrown herself into Qin Shuyang's arms, biting and crying, rambling on about so many things until she was so overwhelmed with tears that she nearly bit her own tongue.
To silence her, Qin Shuyang had kissed her, and surprisingly, she hadn’t pushed him away or resisted; instead, she felt a hint of dependence...
Thinking of this made Su Yan grit her teeth in frustration.
She tried to pull her hand back again but failed once more.
"Yan Yan, you can't keep deceiving yourself like this, pretending to be carefree. You can't just keep drifting along..."
Why was he so long-winded! Su Yan felt a surge of anger and yanked her hand away with force. "It's none of your business!"
However, when Su Yan truly exerted herself, Qin Shuyang reacted in kind. He pulled her onto the bed and pinned her down, almost roaring, "Your parents are gone, your grandfather won't dare to interfere—if I don't care about you, who will?"
"Enough, enough!" The Su Yan struggled against the grip of the Qin Shuyang, unable to move. Tears streamed down her face as she bit his arm and cried uncontrollably.
In this outburst of tears, the Su Yan finally released the grievances that had been weighing on her heart. When she lifted her tear-filled eyes from his chest, she realized she had made a grave mistake— Qin Shuyang's pristine white inner garment was already stained a deep red.
"I... I'll go call for a doctor right now," she said, attempting to rise. However, she was pulled back by Qin Shuyang. "You stay here and lie down. I'll go find the doctor myself. You look so ugly when you cry; others might think something terrible has happened to me!"
At his words, the Su Yan felt a mix of anger at his comment about her appearance and amusement at her own disheveled state. She could only nod in response. Watching Qin Shuyang's retreating figure, she pulled the blanket up to cover half her face, reluctantly admitting that her heart felt warm at that moment.
In truth, how could she not understand Qin Shuyang's feelings? In the past, she often teased him, coming up with all sorts of bizarre ways to play tricks on him. If it weren't for his indulgence, how could she have dared to scheme against him time and again?
So when Qin Shuyang returned, she pretended to be asleep…
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