Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

"Uh..." Xiao Jingqi coughed and covered his mouth, explaining, "Mo Jiu accidentally spilled the incense just now, so the smell is a bit strong."

...Mo Jiu's twitching lips at the doorway almost reached his ears.

Fang Yu sat opposite him, opened the food box, and took out the mooncakes: "Here, these are made from the bear meat you painstakingly brought back. Try them."

Each mooncake was exquisitely made, and he picked one up and tasted it.

"Mmm, this is the first time I've eaten mooncakes like this. They smell delicious."

From the moment Fang Yu entered the room and saw him, she felt something was off. Although he seemed fine, Fang Yu had a strong intuition that something was wrong.

She lowered her gaze to the remaining pieces on the chessboard, and said with great interest, "Lord Xiao, how about a game?"

"Mmm." Xiao Jingqi gently curled the corners of his lips and together they put away the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard.

Their fingers lightly touched, and both of them stopped moving. Their eyes met, and Fang Yu chuckled, "Why is Lord Xiao looking at me like that?"

It would have been better if he hadn't asked. But once he did, Xiao Jingqi felt like he'd been caught red-handed, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

The chessboard was empty. He looked at the black pieces in Fang Yu's hand and said, "Please, Miss Fang."

After only half a round, Fang Yu couldn't resist cheating. She blinked her lips and said, "Lord Xiao, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Jingqi had already picked up the chess piece she wanted to take back and placed it where she wanted to.

Fang Yu almost burst out laughing, glancing at his dark eyes before continuing.

After three rounds, Fang Yu was getting impatient. She suddenly looked up at the person opposite her, her brows furrowed: "Lord Xiao, how long are you going to keep up this act?"

Xiao Jingqi's astonished gaze suddenly stopped, and the trembling in his fingertips also froze.

"Miss Fang, what...do you mean..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yu had already walked over, stepped onto the chessboard, grabbed his wrist, and when he tried to move, Fang Yu gripped his collar with her other hand, her tone somewhat domineering: "Don't move!"

"I..." Xiao Jingqi swallowed hard, a little afraid to look at her. He moved his hand, but he obeyed her and didn't move.

Fang Yu's fingertips lingered on his pulse. She took a deep breath and pulled his hand, which was gripping his collar, closer to her own: "Where are you hurt?"

Xiao Jingqi then withdrew his hand: "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious. Let's continue playing chess."

As soon as he placed the chess piece in his hand, Fang Yu pinched his chin, lifted it up, looked directly into his eyes, and slowly moved closer.

They were so close that their breaths mingled, and they were only a finger's width apart, about to touch each other.

"hiss!"

Xiao Jingqi suddenly spoke, his face turning pale instantly, and sweat beading on his forehead.

Because Fang Yu accurately pressed on the wound on his shoulder, she deliberately teased, "What was Lord Xiao expecting just now?"

His white clothes were instantly stained red with blood. Xiao Jingqi could no longer hold on and pressed one hand on the chessboard to support his body.

Fang Yu walked to the side, picked up the tray with the bandages, and placed it on the chessboard: "Come on, let me re-bandage you."

Xiao Jingqi clutched his wound, his breathing heavy, his brows furrowed. He was still a little embarrassed: "Let Mo Jiu do it. The wound looks rather unsightly."

"Ugly?" Fang Yu looked intrigued. "Whether it's ugly or not, I'll decide after I've seen it for myself."

Fang Yu was about to pull off his clothes when, in his haste, he grabbed her hand, his breathing erratic, and his voice urgent: "Miss Fang, why don't you call Mo Jiu in?"

His face was deathly pale, but there was a faint blush at the base of his ears.

Fang Yu seemed to understand something, and lowered her gaze to stare at the hand holding hers: "How long does Lord Xiao want to touch it?"

Xiao Jingqi quickly released his hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

The moment he let go was the moment Fang Yu ripped open his clothes, revealing his shoulder covered in blood. He was still trying to struggle.

Fang Yu's face darkened as she stared at him: "Does Lord Xiao only obey when he touches my hand? Then touch it."

Fang Yu offered her hand, as if letting him touch it.

Xiao Jingqi fell completely silent and motionless, so Fang Yu began to remove the blood-stained gauze from his body.

She even complained that his clothes were in the way, so she stripped them off completely, but he didn't move and obediently let her do whatever she wanted.

The wound was indeed unsightly, like it had been chewed by a dog, and it was impossible to tell what weapon had caused it.

After cleaning the wound and applying the medicine she had taken from her spatial storage, Fang Yu said while bandaging it, "I dreamt about you last night..."

Upon hearing the words "dream," Xiao Jingqi's gloomy gaze suddenly brightened, and a burning flame surged in his eyes. Fang Yu continued, "I dreamt that you died, but it turns out you're not dead, just injured."

Xiao Jingqi: "..."

"You..." Fang Yu stopped bandaging and tilted her head to look at him. Xiao Jingqi thought she was going to say something and was ready to hear the details.

I heard her say, "You have a nice figure."

Xiao Jingqi: "..."

Mo Jiu at the door: No, why does this Miss Fang keep flirting with my master?

While he was lost in thought, Fang Yu had already bandaged him up and even gave his waist a quick pat; it felt really nice.

She didn't touch him much. She went to get him clean clothes and helped him put them on. After doing all that, she walked to the table next to her, sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiao Jingqi calmed down a lot, but he still didn't dare to look up at her.

Fang Yu propped her cheek up with her hand, lightly tapping her cheek with her fingertips, and regained her composure. She asked, "Has something happened in the city? Why is there such a sudden crackdown?"

Xiao Jingqi then looked up at her, the blush fading: "The patient we picked up last time has been killed. The murderer is still in the city. This person is extremely dangerous, so we have to be on guard."

No wonder Fang Yu asked again, "Do you know what the murderer looks like?"

Xiao Jingqi shook his head: "This person is highly skilled in martial arts. He covers his face when he commits the crime. All I know is that he has a tattoo on his wrist. It is very strange and can be recognized at a glance. My injury was caused by a hidden weapon he used. If you encounter this person, you must be careful."

Fang Yu stood up and placed a bottle of spiritual spring water in front of him: "Don't forget to drink this. You're injured, so I won't bother you any longer. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Miss Fang!" Xiao Jingqi called out to her as she was about to turn around, clutching her wound as she walked behind the screen.

Fang Yu waited for a while before he came out, carrying a box in his hand.

When he looked at Fang Yu, his pale face seemed a little tense. He remained silent for a long time before handing the opened box to Fang Yu.

"On this Mid-Autumn Festival, you helped me bandage my wound again. This is a token of my gratitude. I hope Miss Fang will not find it offensive."