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Su Yun drank the water silently in the room, and calmed down his complicated emotions a little before slowly walking in.

As soon as he entered the room, Fu Yichen couldn't wait to step forward and gently pulled her into his arms. His strength was a bit eager, but also concealed endless tenderness.

"Xiao Yun, are you unhappy?" Fu Yichen lowered his head slightly, looked at the person in his arms, his eyes full of concern, and asked softly.

Su Yun shook his head slightly, forcing a smile on his face, and replied, "No, I just feel a little tired today. Maybe I didn't get enough rest."

After hearing this, Fu Yichen felt even more distressed. He reached out and gently stroked Su Yun's hair, saying softly, "Then you should have a good sleep. I'll be here with you."

Su Yun nodded obediently, and gradually fell asleep with Fu Yichen's company.

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The next morning, when it was still light, Fu Yichen got up and went to court.

After Su Yun woke up, she saw that the room was empty and she felt inexplicably relieved. After washing up, she came to the table by the window in the room and prepared to practice calligraphy to calm her somewhat chaotic mind.

While I was writing, suddenly, a figure approached quietly.

Su Yun noticed the movement and looked up suddenly. When he saw who it was, his face changed immediately. It was Lu Yuankai.

"You...why are you here?" Su Yun was shocked and frightened. He quickly lowered his voice and looked around cautiously. "No one saw you, right? You can't stay here for long. He will be back soon. If you are discovered, it will be bad."

Lu Yuankai, however, seemed to have not heard Su Yun's words. His eyes were filled with fiery emotions. He took a step forward and hugged Su Yun tightly. The hug seemed to absorb all his thoughts into it. He murmured, "Xiao Yun, I really miss you so much. I haven't seen you for these days. Do you know how much I am suffering?"

Su Yun struggled slightly, but Lu Yuankai held her even tighter. Then, Lu Yuankai couldn't help but lower his head and kissed Su Yun on the lips.

Su Yun was stunned at first, then a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he did not resist too much.

After a long time, Lu Yuankai slowly let go of Su Yun. Looking at her flushed cheeks, he said reluctantly, "Xiao Yun, I'm leaving now. Take care of yourself. I'll come find you when I have the chance."

After saying that, he hurried away while no one was paying attention.

Not long after, Fu Yichen came back from court. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Su Yun sitting by the windowsill, seemingly still immersed in his own thoughts. Her quiet appearance made his heart soften again.

"Xiaoyun, are you doing well at home today?"

As Fu Yichen spoke, he walked to Su Yun, gently took her hand, pulled her up from the chair, and took her into his arms.

Su Yun's heart suddenly tightened, but he tried to maintain his composure on his face. He smiled and replied, "Well, everything is fine. I practiced calligraphy for a while after getting up this morning, and I felt quite relaxed."

Fu Yichen smelled the faint fragrance from her hair, and felt that the attachment to her in his heart became stronger. He leaned close to Su Yun's ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her skin, and whispered softly: "When I went to court today, I was still thinking about you in my heart. I miss you so much when I haven't seen you for a while."

As he spoke, his hand slowly stroked Su Yun's back, stroking it bit by bit, as if carrying some kind of hint.

Su Yun shuddered slightly, her cheeks unconsciously flushed. She lowered her eyes, avoiding Fu Yichen's fiery and affectionate gaze, and whispered, "You, you only know how to say these sweet words to coax me."

Fu Yichen chuckled softly, and that chuckle was a bit bewitching. He gently picked up Su Yun and walked towards the bed, planting small kisses on her forehead as he walked, as if he was starting an intimate ceremony that belonged only to the two of them.

Putting Su Yun on the soft bed, Fu Yichen also leaned over, and the bed curtains slowly fell, blocking out the beauty in the room.

His fingers intertwined with Su Yun's, and his lips moved along her cheeks and neck, leaving a series of tender traces. Every touch seemed to carry an electric current, making Su Yun's body gradually become soft and weak, and she could only breathe slightly to endure this passionate love.

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous, with the occasional low moans quickly dissipating in this quiet and private space. The two seemed to be immersed in a world that belonged only to each other, forgetting all the troubles and letting themselves be swept up and blended in this wave of love...

After a long time, everything gradually calmed down. Fu Yichen held Su Yun in his arms, looking at her lazy and satisfied appearance, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and gently stroked her shoulders, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, never to separate.

Su Yun leaned in Fu Yichen's arms, her thoughts still drifting slightly. Her heart was intertwined with guilt, helplessness and complex emotions towards the man in front of her, but she didn't dare let Fu Yichen notice it at all. She could only snuggle up to him obediently, waiting for the calm that would be broken by the storm that would come at any time.