Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Wen Yu still remembered Mu Yuyuan's figure. That day, he stayed outside the inner palace with his guards, mistook Wen Yu for Shen Yu, and said a lot of unpleasant things.

He even forced Shen Yu to submit to him.

Wen Yu's breath hitched for a moment. He leaned behind Shen Yu and wrapped his arms tightly around Shen Yu's neck.

With his current strength diminished and Mu Yuyuan being the commander of the secret guards, he was at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation with Wen Yu. Wen Yu's eyes darkened. Seeing the two figures clashing in the forest, he frowned slightly before turning his head away.

It seems he needs to recover his skills as soon as possible.

Shen Yu had no time to pay attention to what was happening behind him. Sensing the conflict between the two outside the dense forest, he quickly changed direction and left through the side path.

Shadow Seventeen is a man of both good and evil, and Shen Yu cannot control his mind. For example, when Shadow Seventeen was resting in the forest, he knew that Shen Yu and Wen Yu had fallen into the well, but he did not rescue them. He only threw the chains at Shen Yu after Shen Yu had climbed out on his own, trying to curry favor.

Now that Mu Yuyuan has arrived after hearing the commotion, and Ying Shiqi has asked Shen Yu to leave and deal with the situation alone... all his actions seem strange and illogical.

Shen Yu frowned. He didn't think about it any further and found a secluded place to put human skin masks on himself and Wen Yu.

They encountered few palace servants on their way back via the side path, but not none at all. After changing his own face, Shen Yu then changed Wen Yu's face to Danqing's. Wen Yu had been out for some time, and to avoid arousing suspicion, they needed to return before dinner.

Wen Yu could barely walk a few steps. They avoided the time when the palace servants were checking and patrolling, and took advantage of the gap to return to the inner hall of Kunning Palace one after the other.

After returning home, Wen Yu collapsed onto the edge of the bed. Water droplets clung to his bangs, and his face was ashen. Yet, he always preferred to remain silent, silently clenching the sheets tightly in his hands.

Shen Yu glanced at him, took out clean, dry clothes from the wardrobe, and walked over.

"Go take a shower in a bit, then I'll change your dressing." Shen Yu took off Wen Yu's clothes and looked down, seeing that the wound where Wen Yu's tendons had ruptured was showing signs of festering again. "I'll carry you over."

Wen Yu's legs were pale, and the wounds were swollen and purple. He laughed when he heard this, "I'm not crippled, I can walk by myself."

Shen Yu loosely grasped Wen Yu's ankle with his hand. He looked down at the swollen flesh on Wen Yu's leg and vaguely recalled some similar pains he had experienced long ago.

"Really not needed?" Shen Yu squatted down in front of Wen Yu, looking up with his eyes that seemed to be curved but were not, but there was no smile in them.

He continued, "Your Majesty, it's not shameful for me to hug you. The inner palace is so secluded; at most, only the two of us will know about this. Besides, I'm timid, and I wouldn't dare to go out and talk about it behind your back."

"Are you a coward?" Wen Yu glanced at him sideways. "I've seen you do a lot of bad things behind my back. What were you doing in the backyard today?"

The blood-stained rag was still in Shen Yu's sleeve. His expression remained unchanged as he slowly said, "Shadow Seventeen asked me to meet there, saying that the Lord had new orders. I didn't expect to be discovered by the secret guards."

Wen Yu snorted: "Where's Qingyu? What's she doing there?"

“I don’t know.” Shen Yu frowned slightly. “She might be with those guards.”

Wen Yu was still somewhat suspicious upon hearing this. He was completely naked from the waist down, and his soaked long shirt still clung to his body, carrying a slight chill.

Shen Yu placed the clean clothes beside Wen Yu, said nothing more, and went outside to fetch hot water to pour into the bathtub.

Wen Yu leaned against the bedpost, watching Shen Yu go in and out, his dark eyes occasionally flashing.

Shen Yu went in to test the water temperature, and after finding it was fine, he came out again. Seeing Wen Yu still standing there, he asked, "Your Majesty?"

Wen Yu looked tired. He didn't lift his eyelashes until Shen Yu walked up to him, his dark eyes filled with an indistinct mist.

Shen Yu understood Wen Yu's meaning in an instant. He pretended not to know and repeated, "Your Highness, the water is ready. Shall we go now?"

Wen Yu's lips trembled slightly. After drinking some warm water, his lips looked better and regained some color. He then stared at Shen Yu with a sinister gaze, and after a few seconds, he stiffly stretched out his hands.

Shen Yu remained completely unmoved: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

Wen Yu pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and then said, "...carry me."

Shen Yu smiled silently, strode forward, put his arm around Wen Yu's waist, and lifted him up. Wen Yu looked thin, but he was still a man after all. Shen Yu supported his buttocks with one hand and hugged his waist tightly with the other.

"Didn't you say you could walk by yourself?" Shen Yu teased him. "I was just about to bring you a cane."

Wen Yu felt a little embarrassed. He paused for a moment, then whispered to Shen Yu, "I'm just giving you a chance to show off. Why don't you leave if you have a shortcut? I'm not stupid."

Shen Yu knew he was trying to justify himself. Wen Yu was unwilling to be at a disadvantage in many ways, and insisted on being bossy and acting superior in order to appear authoritative.

This is also the temperament that Kunning Palace has cultivated over the years.

Shen Yu didn't say much to him. He stepped into the bath and casually asked, "Oh, do you need me to carry you back after you're done washing?"

Wen Yu's voice suddenly choked, his words abruptly cut off, and then he fell silent.

"Do you need it or not?" Shen Yu glanced at him.

This time, Wen Yu hesitated for much less time than before. He pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

His current skill level is insufficient, so it's normal for him to be at a disadvantage. Wen Yu let Shen Yu take off his inner garment, and he looked at Shen Yu's face through the surrounding mist, sighing inwardly.

Only when his power is restored can he take the lead like Mu Yuyuan. At that time... Shen Yu won't have the ability to refuse him.

Let's be patient with him for now.

"Your Majesty?" Shen Yu had already taken off Wen Yu's clothes and placed them next to the jade table and chairs. He turned and walked towards the bath. He saw that Wen Yu was still standing in the same place, looking around with her eyes seemingly unintentionally.

He had been exhibiting these strange behaviors frequently since his return. Shen Yu's thoughts grew heavy. He suspected that Wen Yu also knew something, and asked him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

Wen Yu remained silent. After Shen Yu approached, he stepped into the pool beside him. His long, black hair was not yet submerged, floating on the surface of the water. In the rising mist, Shen Yu could only see Wen Yu's back to him.

"It's nothing." Wen Yu leaned against the jade stone beside the bathtub, and after a few minutes he spoke to Shen Yu, "Do you want to come along?"

Shen Yu was in the passageway next to the bathtub when he heard Wen Yu's voice and was startled.