Feng Wuya did not answer Chu Qianli’s question, merely drinking his wine glumly.
After finishing the cup in his hand, he asked Chu Qianli for another.
She controlled the jar of wine he had brought; if he wanted to drink, he had to get her permission.
However, although Chu Qianli did not give him much to drink, his tolerance was truly too low. Soon, his eyes were hazy with intoxication.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally put down his cup and leaned against a stone pillar.
His slender form exuded a rare, centuries-old aura of languidness. Coupled with his exceptionally handsome face, he possessed a wild, almost magical charm.
It was rare to see such a side of him.
In the past, the Fifth Prince had always been quiet, cold, and indifferent.
Tonight was vastly different.
“I once,” he squeezed his palm, only to realize the cup was no longer in his hand.
However, his head began to ache and spin. If he drank any more, he wouldn’t be able to bear it.
Feng Wuya closed his eyes. His head still hurt, but at this moment, he felt a strong urge to speak.
“I once fantasized that if, one day, Fourth Imperial Brother didn’t want you… I would just…”
“Mm, speak, I’m listening.” Chu Qianli opened her bottle of cocktail, and only then began to sip it slowly.
With this alcohol content, if it couldn’t get her drunk, it was merely a beverage.
Feng Wuya paused for a long while before continuing in a low voice, “If Fourth Imperial Brother didn’t want you, I would… take you away. I could… take care of you.”
“Why would you think that?”
Chu Qianli leaned closer to him, placing her legs on the stone table and leaning against the stone pillar with him.
Her voice was not loud, but as they were close, Feng Wuya heard her clearly.
“Actually, we haven’t had any ambiguous interactions, not even an ambiguous glance. Why would you think of being with me?”
“I don’t know…”
“Is it because no girl has ever been this close to you, and when I was treating you, I not only saw your body but also touched it, right?”
Feng Wuya blinked in surprise, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.
“You ancient men… Heh!”
Chu Qianli couldn’t help but chuckle softly, took another couple of sips of her cocktail, and then continued, “Too conservative. A touch, and you have to offer yourself in return.”
“The first time I examined you at Prince Xiaoyao’s mansion, you wouldn’t even let me touch your wrist. Later, you finally accepted it, but when I needed to examine your chest, you hesitated for a long time.”
“Didn’t you consider that you have heart disease? Could I examine you through your clothes?”
“Even taking off your clothes wouldn’t be enough; I still had to perform various touches and massages… I guess you decided on me under these circumstances?”
Feng Wuya continued to watch her quietly.
Perhaps, even he himself didn’t know if things had truly happened that way.
But when did his fantasies about A’li begin?
It seemed the first time his heart compromised was the moment her long fingers touched his chest.
He had tried to resist, but felt that he was going to die anyway. And she, being Fourth Imperial Brother’s woman, there could be no impropriety between them.
In the end, he compromised.
But he didn’t know how much of a tremor it would send through him when a young lady’s fingers landed on his chest.
From then on, he could only accept A’li’s closeness. He even became reluctant to let other doctors touch him.
It was a feeling of dependence.
Only A’li could give him a sense of security and belonging.
But because A’li was Fourth Imperial Brother’s woman, knowing that his desires were unattainable, he stopped pursuing them.
He kept this feeling in his heart. Seeing her, he felt that he and she were family.
This was enough.
Originally, it had always been like this. But recently, a certain figure had been appearing more and more in his mind…