A tingling sensation penetrated through the tip of his tongue. Biezhi's eyelashes fluttered, and she swallowed, surprised by the slight bewilderment that flickered across Jiran's eyes.

It was just as described in the novel, with an inexplicable strangeness.

Biezhi subconsciously pushed an inch further in, but couldn't get in at all.

Fu Huaiqing's face darkened, and he stared at her intently. The tip of the girl's tongue licked across the seam between their lips. He frowned slightly, and while she wasn't paying attention, he grabbed her wrist with his backhand, and with his other hand, pressed against her shoulder, pushing her away.

Biezhi, lost in the strangeness, glared at him in disapproval.

He had clearly been the one to start it all. Only the governor could set fire, and the people couldn't light lamps?

Ha, she insisted on kissing him!

But Jiran seemed to read her thoughts, and lifted the palm that was against her shoulder, tightly covering the lower half of her face.

Biezhi: "..."

For a moment, she felt that she was no different from Lecher.

The only difference was that others would scream or refuse, but Ji Ran was a mute deaf person, with no other options except resistance.

Biezhi pondered for a moment and decided that she shouldn't rush things. She had to

proceed step by step, not scaring him off.

What if he was on guard next time and refused to kiss her?

Biezhi leaned back slightly, her bright almond-shaped eyes flickering, indicating that she wouldn't go any further. She bent down to pick up the food box and opened it one by one, not forgetting to bring a pot of sake.

She poured half a cup of sake and handed it to Ji Ran. After a long while, he didn't take it. He said suspiciously, "Hmm?" "Not even a drop?"

Fu Huaiqing's eyes swept over the ripples of sake, and he couldn't help but recall how she looked drunk late at night half a month ago, but she seemed to have no memory of that time at all.

He took the cup and took a sip.

It was the first time Biezhi had seen Ji Ran drinking. His manners were so smooth and natural, like those of a seasoned expert. She muttered, "He's quite competent, not like he can't drink."

Fu Huaiqing's fingers tightened around the wine cup, and he quietly put it down.

Biezhi tilted her head back and took a sip of the sake, then turned to face Ji Ran, staring at him silently. Her gaze scanned his features, lingering on his lips, which were soaked with sake.

She hadn't thought to herself for the umpteenth time, "If only you could talk."

Sometimes, talking to yourself for too long made her feel dry and thirsty, but—

Biezhi's expression froze for a moment, and she suddenly remembered Prince Su's voice. She shuddered, and said quickly, "If it's a voice like Prince Su's, we'd better be mute. With such a handsome face and a voice like a water buffalo, we shouldn't do it."

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

His mouth twitched, and his face darkened.

No matter how prepared she was, she still couldn't accept the word 'water buffalo'.

"Sure enough, God is somewhat fair," Biezhi accepted, as long as he didn't speak with that face again. "He has been given certain shortcomings."

Perhaps it seemed harmless to others, but not to her.

Biezhi frowned slightly, finding it hard to imagine. She muttered to herself, "I suddenly feel a little pity for the court officials. If I heard his voice every day in court, I would definitely resign."

"If I were his wife, I would definitely wait for an opportunity to feed him a mute potion," she said firmly. It would be better to be mute than to watch him ruin his face.

Fu Huaiqing's face was gloomy and indifferent.

He would go to the mountain retreat tomorrow to ask how the medicine was developed.

Biezhi glanced at Ji Ran. He sat upright under the eaves, his expression no different from usual. However, the darkness of the night made it difficult for her to discern the emotions that quietly passed through his eyes.

She tilted her head, staring at the man motionlessly, and sighed.

"From today on, I'll be coming here less often." Biezhi sipped her sake, the words of Prince Su ringing in her ears.

If her master didn't reject this deal, things would only get more difficult in the future. She didn't know how many court officials she would offend. After the deal was done, even if she didn't want to, she would have to leave the capital. "If I offend the court officials in the capital, it would be considered merciful if they don't hire someone to kill me. Maybe in my past life I was a vegetarian monk."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I plan to leave."

Biezhi had only considered it before, but now she was really determined.

Whether it was the Qin family's announcement that she was the second daughter of the Qin family, or her subsequent actions that had offended many court officials, it would be difficult for her to stay in the capital. She might even be hunted. Thinking of a life of wandering like this, she took a deep breath and said, "On second thought, Huishui Town isn't a good place. They'll definitely come looking for me there. Otherwise, I should go to Youzhou."

Youzhou is located in the Jiangnan region and is a very livable place.

Fu Huaiqing clenched his palms, and he could hear the thought in her words. She was seriously thinking about the future. He looked at the girl with a dark expression, his lips pursed tightly.

"If we're accidentally found," Biezhi thought for a moment, and said, "then we can play hide-and-seek with them in Youzhou first, and then go south to Qinghe Town."

She had been to Qinghe Town once and liked it very much.

"If they chase us to Qinghe Town again, I'll head north." Biezhi hadn't yet decided where to go, but she had a rough plan in mind. "If we're still found north, I could head west, perhaps even across the border to Louming Kingdom."

Leaving Li Dynasty would require them to consider whether it was feasible, but she wouldn't leave Li Dynasty unless it was absolutely necessary.

Fu Huaiqing's brows furrowed as he gazed at the thoughtful girl. In just half an hour, she had already considered everything. A hint of helplessness flickered in her radiant almond-shaped eyes, and when she raised her eyelids, a hint of reluctance mingled with her expression.

Biezhi was reluctant to leave Jiran.

Before today, whenever Biezhi considered leaving the capital, she usually considered taking Jiran with her, but today, she clearly hadn't given it any thought.

Biezhi's gaze swept over the man's chiseled, handsome features. The bright, white moonlight streaming down was crystal clear, illuminating the man's stern, delicate features with a clear, translucent glow.

She felt that she had to watch for a while longer, as she didn't know if she would meet a man as tall and handsome as Ji Ran in the future. "If I'm being hunted, I'd better go alone. Taking you with me will only put you in trouble."

God has been very unkind to Ji Ran, and she absolutely cannot put him in a difficult situation.

If there was anything to regret, Biezhi felt that it was that she hadn't really kissed him, the kind of blushing lip-to-lip entanglement described in novels.

She pouted, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Fu Huaiqing knew at a glance that she was drunk again.

Biezhi's eyes were no longer clear, mixed with a little confusion. She tilted her head to look at Ji Ran, clicked her tongue and muttered, "You're so stingy. You won't even give me a kiss."

It seemed as if he was at a disadvantage.

Obviously, she was not bad either!

"If you don't kiss me, there are plenty of men willing to kiss me. The line of men who want to marry me stretches from Zhuque Gate to Ding'an Gate." Biezhi wasn't lying. Many men had approached her, including some as handsome as Pan An, but she had politely declined them all. "You'll definitely regret this later. I told you not to cherish the opportunity you have now."

Fu Huaiqing, both angry and amused, looked at her with a mixture of amusement and laughter, knowing she was right. Matchmakers had come to Ling Feng endlessly, tirelessly proposing marriage, yet she had refused every one.

He listened to Biezhi's ramblings, watching the girl's eyes grow increasingly hazy, etched with intoxication, their color gradually darkening.

After finishing a pot of sake, Biezhi staggered to her feet and waved, "It's getting late. I'm leaving."

Fu Huaiqing said nothing, following her lead.

Biezhi was indeed drunk, but not to the point of being unconscious or slow. She still knew what she wanted to do, what she could and couldn't do.

As the tall black shadow covered the path ahead, she turned around to look at Ji Ran who was following her not far away, and waved at him: "I can go back by myself."

Fu Huaiqing stared closely at her back as she turned and left again, his throat rolling slightly.

He obviously wanted Ji Ran to disappear from her sight, but when he really heard that she also wanted to leave, he felt irritated.

He suppressed his impatience and followed her.

Biezhi could naturally sense that Ji Ran did not listen to her and go back, but followed her as before. She suddenly felt that she seemed to be unable to understand him.

He had rejected her before, and

he had also taken the initiative before. But if she wanted to go further, he would never agree.

Ji Ran had rejected her not long ago, and now he was following her step by step. What on earth was he thinking, Biezhi didn't understand, but he was a deaf person who couldn't speak, and it was difficult for her to get any information out of him.

Thinking of this, she stopped and turned around.

After meeting the man's clear, deep eyes for a moment, she quickly stepped forward, tiptoed to wrap her arms around his neck, and kissed his tightly pursed lips again, wetting them bit by bit.

Fu Huaiqing's breath slowed, and he lowered his eyes to gaze at the girl, whose eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Biezhi waited for a long time, but he didn't push her away like before. The corner of her mouth, which was covering the man's thin lips, quietly lifted a little.

She licked him in a clumsy manner for a long time, then smiled contentedly.

Biezhi was very satisfied with Ji Ran's reaction. Tired of kissing, she took a half step back, increasing the distance between them. Before her tiptoed heels could land firmly, a large hand suddenly grabbed her waist, pulling her back, and instantly bumped into the man's strong chest.

Before she could recover, her vision went dark for a half inch, followed by the man's warm and cool lips.

The girl in his arms unconsciously took a half step back. Fu Huaiqing's eyes darkened. He took a step forward, his right leg forcefully pushing her legs apart, closing the distance between them.

He pushed her slightly pursed lips apart, invading them and lingering.

The man's kiss was fierce, so fierce that even Biezhi could barely bear it.

Her heart pounded, and the large hand around her waist tightened. She quietly opened her eyes, clearly seeing the deep emotions lingering in his eyes, a passion overflowing with desire.

As if sensing her inattention, he bit his lower lip. An indescribable tingling sensation instantly crept up Biezhi's back, flooding her mind, causing her to lose consciousness and lose her breath.

Slightly out of breath, she pushed against his chest, trying to end the increasingly uncomfortable kiss, but his invasion deepened with her movements, robbing her of every breath, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

The air around her grew thinner and thinner.

At one moment, Biezhi felt that she might be the first person to be kissed until she fainted.

At the moment this thought arose, the man who had been rubbing her lips left her lips, and a surging breath rushed into Biezhi's nose. She bent over and gasped for air.

Fu Huaiqing looked at her, his eyes fixed for a long time.

He lost control.