Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Afterwards, Wen Yu felt exhausted. He was completely drained, his eyes closed, as Shen Yu cleaned him up.

Shen Yu simply wiped Wen Yu's body with warm water. Wen Yu was relatively clean when she came out of the shower, but now her undergarments were damp and soaked with sweat.

Seeing this, Shen Yu didn't bother to get him a new set of clothes to change into. He placed the basin on the table, lifted the blankets again, crawled inside, and reached out to hug Wen Yu's naked and slightly cool body.

"Your Majesty, you made quite a commotion just now. Did anyone hear you?" Shen Yu faced Wen Yu, and his hand traced up Wen Yu's thin back, feeling the shape of his ribs under his skin.

Wen Yu snorted dismissively, "So what if I heard? Didn't that dog emperor make you warm my bed? You didn't do anything wrong."

"..." Shen Yu pondered for a few seconds and found it made some sense. "But he doesn't know I'm a man."

Wen Yu glanced at Shen Yu in the darkness. He hesitated, speechless at the fact that Shen Yu was a man. Not only was Shen Yu a man, but he also refused to give in to him, forcefully suppressing him.

Wen Yu secretly plotted, his thumbs crossed and pressed together, feeling Shen Yu's palm quietly touching his half-disfigured face again.

His hands were calloused from years of activity, and when he touched Wen Yu's face, they felt rough and stiff.

Wen Yu had always considered that half of his face a forbidden area, unwilling for others to touch it, and even she herself couldn't bear to look at it. Now, Shen Yu covered it with his palm, letting in a slightly warm sensation.

"Shen Yu, do you really like touching this half of my face?" Wen Yu lowered his eyelashes and turned to the side, allowing Shen Yu to more clearly perceive the outline of his disfigured area. "Aren't you afraid?"

Shen Yu made no attempt to conceal it, and said, "This half of my face has shielded Your Majesty from disaster, so naturally I am not afraid."

"To avert disaster?" This was the first time Wen Yu had heard such a statement. He smiled enigmatically. "How do you know? His Majesty has kept this matter tightly under wraps and forbids anyone from saying a word about it."

On her wedding day, Wen Yu disfigured herself, intending to kill the emperor. Apart from a few old eunuchs around Xuan Lin, almost everyone else who knew about this matter was secretly silenced by the secret guards. Even the people in the photography studio could hardly know everything that happened back then.

“I know everything about Your Majesty.” Shen Yu didn’t explain further. He put his arm around Wen Yu and said in a calm tone.

Wen Yu scoffed: "Pretending."

"You do not believe?"

"Tell me then, what do you know about me? Just a couple of secrets from the palace. You can find out by asking around. Nothing special. I..."

"Your Majesty, there is a small scar three inches below your buttocks, on the inside of your thigh."

Wen Yu paused in his speech, then said after a moment of silence, "That's what you were peeking at just now."

“…” Shen Yu chuckled, “How could I peek? Your scar is so deep inside, I’m not that perverted.”

Wen Yu didn't speak. He did indeed have a small scar there, a result of a fall from a tree when he was a child, where he was scratched by the surrounding branches. Because of its hidden location and his desire to avoid attracting attention, only his master, who raised him, knew about it.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yu also knew about this. Wen Yu secretly covered the scar on his lower body with his hand, still suspecting that Shen Yu had taken the opportunity to look at that spot.

Shen Yu understood Wen Yu's thoughts perfectly, so he didn't say anything more to avoid arousing Wen Yu's suspicions and causing her to worry about Shen Yu's identity again.

After Shen Yu died in his previous life, he left this place and went to another world. Now, having returned to the same spot and reunited with Wen Yu, he finds it difficult to explain his origins to her in just a few words.

After all, Wen Yu had no idea about the future at this time.

Wen Yu pressed his knee between Shen Yu's legs. He seemed to particularly favor this position, always sneaking in at night: "Shen Yu, how did you know? Have you met my master?"

"No." Shen Yu lowered his eyelashes. "I've just been thinking about Your Majesty for many years."

Wen Yu's pupils trembled. He silently watched Shen Yu's figure in the darkness, feeling their heartbeats almost synchronized as their skin touched.

Fast, powerful, out of control.

Wen Yu seemed to have grasped something in the undulating tide. He didn't ask any more questions, but his breath mingled with Shen Yu's, and he kissed the tip of his nose: "Shen Yu, don't call me Your Majesty, I'm not some kind of empress."

Shen Yu wrapped his arms around his waist, and he responded to Wen Yu's kiss, following up on his question, "Then what should I call you?"

Amidst the brewing darkness, their occasional panting could be heard. Wen Yu, with her eyes half-open, uttered words she hadn't spoken in a long time, her voice somewhat hoarse.

"Call me Lanyu." Wen Yu whispered in Shen Yu's ear, "My master bestowed upon me the nickname Lanyu on Mount Chengyuan."

Shen Yu's gaze paused. He lifted his eyelids and saw Wen Yu continue speaking to him: "In the entire Kunning Palace, I will only tell you this."

“Lanyu…” Shen Yu repeated, then smiled softly, “It’s a good name.”

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Will you call my name?"

Shen Yu did not respond further: "I won't call you that."

"Call."

"not called."

Wen Yu twitched the corner of her mouth: "Ten ingots of gold."

"..." Shen Yu didn't expect Wen Yu to be able to squander the gold nuggets hidden in his small box like this. He turned his eyes and said, "Lan Yu."

Wen Yu was slightly taken aback after hearing this. It seemed like he hadn't heard such a voice in a long time. After Shen Yu stopped speaking, he hooked Shen Yu's chin with his finger and said, "Continue, I'll add more gold for you."

Shen Yu's eyes curved into a smile: "Lan Yu."

“Lan Yu”.

“Lan Yu”.

“Embrace…”

"That's enough." Wen Yu stopped Shen Yu from speaking. He buried his head in Shen Yu's neck and said, "You don't need to shout anymore."

Shen Yu understood: "Not enough money?"

Wen Yu: "..."

"I won't take your money." Shen Yu ran his fingers through Wen Yu's thick, long hair behind her and said, "I'll accept payment in kind."

Wen Yu paused slightly, then suddenly tilted his head back and bit Shen Yu's collarbone with considerable force, almost breaking the skin.

Shen Yu hissed, grabbed Wen Yu by the back of the neck, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yu acted as if nothing had happened and said, "I didn't do anything, I'll give you my body as compensation."

Shen Yu: "You did this on purpose?"

Wen Yu lifted her eyelids: "How is it?"

Shen Yu twitched the corner of his lips. This temper of his was truly...

"Not very good." Shen Yu stretched out his arm. He had just spoken when he saw Wen Yu turn to hide under the bed. Shen Yu's eyes darkened, and he simply grabbed Wen Yu's thigh and pulled him back from the edge.

"Why are you hiding? Weren't you so tough just now?" Shen Yu pressed down on the back of Wen Yu's neck, burying Wen Yu's face in the blankets. He restrained Wen Yu's movements and asked, "What do you have to say now?"