The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

"Your Majesty, just trust me!"

Shen Yusang straightened his back, patted his chest, and promised Lu Shi solemnly, "Your Highness, wait a minute. I'll make some medicine to treat your injuries. I promise you'll be able to see me tomorrow."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around, raised his foot and ran out the door like a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Lu Shi couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to rub his aching temple, and then shouted loudly at the figure that was about to disappear at the door: "Come back."

When Shen Yusang heard the call, he hurriedly stopped and trotted back to Lu Shi, blinking his big eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Lu Shi raised his head slightly, looked at the person in front of him calmly, and said slowly: "You should go out less recently. Also, don't believe anything An Qi and the others say."

"As for medicine, there's no need. I've already applied it, and you'll be well tomorrow."

"Oh," Shen Yusang nodded obediently, but he was still a little curious, "Why can't I believe what An Qi said?"

Lu Shi didn't answer his question immediately. Instead, he picked up the book on the table and started flipping through it. After a while, he said calmly, "What I said was just a suggestion. You can choose not to listen."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yusang was immediately furious and muttered, "You are such a rude person. Why don't you just explain it? You have to be sarcastic and make insinuations."

As he said this, he rolled his eyes at Lu Shi in dissatisfaction.

"You think my words are harsh? But I have the ability to not say nice things to others."

"What? Are you not convinced?" Lu Shi raised his eyebrows and stared at the person in front of him with sharp eyes.

Seeing Lu Shi just glanced at her indifferently, Shen Yusang lost all her momentum and could only pout and shrink her neck.

"I admit defeat... Of course I do..." Shen Yusang's voice was as soft as the hum of a mosquito or fly, but was still caught sharply by Lu Shi.

Shen Yusang didn't dare to look at Lu Shi again, so she had to turn her head away. However, she couldn't help but secretly raise her eyes and glance in Lu Shi's direction stealthily.

"You have such a sharp tongue, I wonder if anyone will be interested in you in the future." Shen Yusang muttered softly, thinking that these whispers would not reach Lu Shi's ears.

He spoke very quietly, thinking Lu Shi couldn't hear him.

But Lu Shi heard it clearly, and her voice suddenly became cold, as if she remembered something.

"It's not your turn to worry about my marriage. It's absolutely impossible with your status anyway."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yusang froze as if struck by lightning. His mind went blank and he was completely unable to think of anything.

He walked back to his room in a daze, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

He fell into a chair beside the table, his eyes fixed on the cup of tea he had just poured, motionless, as if petrified.

Countless thoughts seemed to flash through his mind, but also seemed not to.

As time passed, the tea on the table gradually lost its temperature and no longer emitted steam.

Seeing that it was getting cold, Shen Yusang picked it up and took a sip.

After just one bite, he frowned.

bitter.

How can it be so bitter?

"An Qi."

"My subordinate is here."

Shen Yusang pointed at the tea on the table and asked, "Have you changed the tea leaves?"

"No, it has always been this kind of tea and has never been changed." An Qi answered seriously.

"Strange, why is it so bitter? It's much bitterer than anything I've drunk before."

Shen Yusang poured another cup and handed it to An Qi, "Try it."

An Qi took a sip, savored the taste carefully, glanced at Shen Yusang, and then drank the tea in the cup.

"Sir, it has always tasted like this, it has never changed."

"Really?" Shen Yusang took another sip suspiciously.

Still bitter.

He put down the cup and murmured, "Is there something wrong with my taste buds?"

An Qi, who was standing by, saw how distraught he looked and blinked thoughtfully.

Afterwards, he told Shen Yusang his guess, "Mood is also part of taste buds. Maybe you are in a bad mood, so you feel that the tea is more bitter than usual."

Hearing this, Shen Yusang was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and replied in a slightly tired voice, "Maybe. I'm in a bad mood right now. I don't know what happened, it just happened all of a sudden."

As he spoke, he put a hand on his forehead and closed his eyes in boredom, as if trying to block out all interference from the outside world.

Seeing this, An Qi cautiously continued to probe: "Young Master was fine just now, he just went to the master's place, could it be because of the master?"

As An Qi spoke, he paid close attention to the subtle changes in Shen Yusang's expression.

Shen Yusang paused, and his eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened, revealing a hint of helplessness and a sigh.

"Probably. She doesn't speak nicely at all."

After saying this, he sighed heavily again, looking even more depressed.

"That being said." An Qi changed his usual respectful attitude and sat down next to Shen Yusang without caring about his image.

At this moment, his true nature was exposed.

"But the master's situation is special. She went from being a favored daughter to suddenly falling into such a state. It's inevitable that she feels disappointed, so she vents her resentment in her daily conversations."

"Young Master, please be considerate of the master first. The master was originally a gentleman." An Qi sighed regretfully.

Hearing this, Shen Yusang couldn't help but pout, and retorted with a feeling of grievance: "But why should I be considerate of him? She has never been considerate of me, and she was the one who was mean to me first."

An Qi looked at the man in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and said slowly, "But Master Sang Yu, although I don't know what happened between you and the master, I understand feelings."

At this point, An Qi paused for a moment, then continued, "If they both love each other, it's fine, but if not..."

An Qi gave Shen Yusang a deep look and said, "Isn't it more humble to like someone first?"

"Since Master Sang Yu likes the prince, why not bow your head first?"

The teacup Shen Yusang was holding to her lips suddenly fell off and hit the ground with a crisp sound. The tea splashed everywhere, as if symbolizing the turmoil in Shen Yusang's heart at the moment.

His gaze fell into the void, his eyes dull.

After a long time, he regained his consciousness, but his mind was still a mess.

"An Qi, why do you think I like your master? Is it obvious to me?"

Shen Yusang had a vague idea in his mind to break through the obstacles, and he only needed the last bit of motivation to break out of the ground.

And An Qi is the one who provides the power.

Hearing this, An Qi's lips curled up slightly, revealing an ambiguous and cunning smile. He looked straight at Shen Yusang and said softly, "Master Sang Yu is testing me."

After a brief pause, An Qi continued, "Well, let's not talk about the past for now and just talk about the present."

"The young master was drugged last night and his mind was hazy. He should have been unable to distinguish who was who, but he was able to accurately identify his master in such a chaotic state."

"This is because the young master's subconscious mind is more sensitive and responsive than the body. It even recognizes and confirms the master's presence before the physical senses do."

At this point, An Qi slightly emphasized his tone and continued to explain: "The young master has been drugged and his body's instincts are out of control, but the only thing he keeps muttering is the prince's name."

"Compared to the actions driven by physical instinct, the young master's heart has chosen the prince earlier."

"Sir, is what An Qi said right?"

After saying this, An Qi fixed his gaze firmly on Shen Yusang, his eyes revealing an unquestionable certainty.

Faced with An Qi's lengthy and informative speech, Shen Yusang felt his head buzzing.

He could only digest the information with difficulty, and his heart beat faster with every understanding he made.

Until the end, his heartbeat increased dramatically, and the thumping sound hit his eardrums. He could no longer hear any other sounds. It seemed that the whole world was left with only his rapidly beating heart.

As my heartbeat quickened, the blood gradually surged up, filling my mind.

Shen Yusang felt his body was burning hot, especially his mind, which was like a volcano about to erupt, which could spew out hot magma at any time.

It reached its limit, and in an instant, it was as if a dazzling firework exploded in the depths of his mind, depicting a series of beautiful pictures at an astonishing speed.

An extremely brilliant light burst out from Shen Yusang's eyes, like twinkling stars.

Then, a smile slowly formed at the corner of his mouth.

"An Qi, it seems that your relationship with An Yi was not in vain. I hid it so deeply, but you saw through it."

"You don't have nothing to do and just keep thinking about me, do you?" Shen Yusang teased him with a smile.

"I don't have the time for that." An Qi also continued with a smile.

"Yes, yes, if you are free, you shouldn't look for me. Otherwise, An Yi will not agree."

An Qi fought back, not wanting to be outdone, "Sir, you seem to be in the mood to tease me now, but if you have the time, why don't you stay with the master? There'll be more opportunities."

Shen Yusang pushed him in anger, "Sure enough, this is your true face. I will definitely tell An Yi."

"No." An Qi shook his head and refused desperately.

Shen Yusang laughed secretly in his heart. No wonder Lu Shi told him not to believe An Qi's words. It turned out that An Qi was like this in private.

Very funny.

But this time, thanks to him...