Pei Hanze saw the person hurrying over in the distance and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth.
"Miss Shao, may we meet again if fate allows."
Shao He smiled and shook her head, "I’m afraid not."
"Prince, where did you run off to?" Xiao Feng said, panting.
It was clear that she had been searching for a long time in the palace, otherwise she wouldn’t have been this tired.
Xiao Jiangheng’s gaze fell on the departing figure and he couldn’t help blurting out, "Isn’t that Doctor Shao? How did she come into the palace?"
"Young Master Xiao knows that female doctor?"
"Yes, she is from Anji Hall and is an extremely skilled doctor. She cured my illness," Xiao Jiangheng said proudly.
"Anji Hall, I might consider visiting some time," Pei Hanze chuckled lightly and walked forward.
This scene was all observed by someone hidden, who returned to the Fifth Prince’s Mansion. There, Shao He began to develop a medicine to suppress manic syndrome.
She consulted many ancient medical texts and combined them with some modern medicines, and finally found a prescription to suppress manic syndrome.
After a busy whole day, Shao He was so tired that she lay on the bed and fell deeply asleep.
Suddenly a dark figure weighed down on her.
In her deep sleep, Shao He suddenly woke up, reached under the pillow for her dagger, but before she could pull it out, her wrist was suddenly grasped.
"Why were you so close with him! Why were you laughing and talking with him?"
The hoarse voice made Shao He slightly stunned, but she quickly recognized that it was Pei Huaian.
Shao He had barely spoken a word when an intense kiss overwhelmed her.
The familiar taste, the familiar touch, reminded her of what had happened last night, and her tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
He held her tightly in his arms as if he wanted to crush her into his marrow.
This suffocating feeling nearly made Shao He run out of breath.
Pei Huaian finally let her go, his eyes red, staring intently at her.
"Pei Huaian, calm down," Shao He struggled and pushed him away, sitting up and glaring at him angrily.
Pei Huaian rushed up like a man possessed and ripped her clothes apart.
Seeing her fair and delicate skin exposed in the air, his movements were rough, with no hint of tenderness.
Shao He kissed his cold lips actively, their lips met, breathing entwined, exceptionally ambiguous.
"Is this what you want? If so, I can give it to you," Shao He said, looking into his bloodshot eyes as she slowly removed her clothes.
Pei Huaian grabbed her hand and buried his head in her shoulder, inhaling her scent.
The bitterness in his heart gradually settled down, leaving only a deep longing.
"I’m sorry," he murmured softly.
Shao He didn’t quite hear what he said, and suddenly felt a pain on her neck, then she fainted.
Pei Huaian held her as she fell, suppressing his inner urges, and covered her with a blanket.
The violent air inside him became increasingly difficult to control. He almost hurt Shao He, which made him deeply blame himself, and further affirmed his thought to stay away from her.
As he left the room, Ah Mo saw the suddenly appearing figure, his eyes sparkling with delight.
"Master. You’re finally back."
"No matter when, you must protect Shao He well, even if it’s from me, understand?" Pei Huaian knew his current condition and feared that he might hurt Shao He if he lost control.
To be safe, he had to leave for a while, but he couldn’t stop worrying about Shao He and needed to protect her secretly without getting too close.
Like tonight, he only meant to come and see her, but ended up losing control. He had underestimated his possessiveness towards Shao He.
"Yes," Ah Mo kneeled and responded.
"Master, should we have Hidden Guard protect you?" Ah Mo really didn’t feel reassured with him alone.
Just then, two figures silently landed, An Jiu and An Shi laughed, "Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems with us by the master’s side."
"That’s good," Ah Mo, reassured by their presence, thought. Although An Jiu’s martial arts weren’t strong but useful in medicine, An Shi’s martial arts skills were on par with his.
Pei Huaian turned back to look at the courtyard, his eyes filled with too much reluctance. If not for his physical conditions, how could he bear to leave Shao He.
The next day, the sky gradually lit up, and Shao He slowly woke up.
Her head felt heavy, and her body was weak.
Shao He slowly opened her eyes, thought of the events of the previous night, and abruptly got out of bed.
She pushed open the door and found Ah Mo to ask, "Where is your master?"
"The master has left, but he said to tell Doctor Shao not to worry, he will be watching over you and the young master in the shadows, and he will appear once his emotions are under control," Ah Mo repeated word for word.
Shao He knew he did this because he feared hurting her, and she felt heartache for this fool.
The sunlight spilled down, the leaves yellowed, bearing the bleakness of autumn.
Today she was to visit Anji Hall for consultations. After eating, Shao He hurriedly left.
The Anji Hall was overflowing with patients today because everyone knew it was Doctor Shao’s consultation day.
Even those with minor ailments hurried over, and some without major issues also wanted Shao He to check on them.
Facing so many patients, Shao He couldn’t even drink water but never complained.
"I didn’t expect you to be so popular," a gentle voice like water came.
Shao He looked up and upon seeing the person, her eyes showed a surprised look.