Looking at him, he seemed to be beaten to the point of nearly losing consciousness.
At this moment, Nantang stood at the doorway of the bedchamber, expressionless.
Su Yan walked past Nantang and into the bedchamber.
Xuanyuan Yonghao lay on the bed, and there was a wet spot on the carpet nearby, reeking strongly of Ginger Sugar Water.
It looked like all the Ginger Sugar Water had been spilled; none of it was drunk?
The man on the bed lifted his eyes, which were pitch-black, betraying his sickly appearance.
"Come here,"
Su Yan obediently walked over, her voice soft and timid,
"Your Highness,"
Xuanyuan Yonghao looked at her and suddenly reached out to grab her arm, pulling her close to him.
"Having someone else tend to me has left you quite at ease."
His tone sounded a bit resentful.
Su Yan blinked her innocent eyes,
"This servant is hungry."
Because her voice was naturally soft, combined with her vulnerable look, it was irresistible not to tease her.
Those unaware might think she had suffered a great injustice.
Xuanyuan Yonghao listened, a trace of amusement flickering across his dark eyes, as he gazed down at the wallet tied around her waist,
"Don’t you still have a bag of sweets to eat?"
As he spoke, he reached out and pinched the wallet again.
The room was brightly lit so Xuanyuan Yonghao could easily see the pale yellow powder staining the wallet.
His eyebrows picked up a notch.
Indeed, he had forgotten about that.
He leaned against the headboard, taking off her wallet,
"How did this pale yellow powder get here?"
Su Yan shook her head,
"I don’t know."
It must have been the powder that attracted those two snakes.
It appears someone had been raising them on purpose to commit murder.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He lifted his head to look at Su Yan, seemingly innocent and harmless,
"Someone wanted to harm you, deliberately smeared this powder on your wallet. Unexpectedly, it ended up affecting me instead."
Su Yan nodded her head.
She glanced at Xuanyuan Yonghao and noticed he was still looking at her.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yan continued,
"Your Highness must find out the real culprit behind the assassination attempt."
He looked at Su Yan, his voice gentle,
"That’s it?"
"...What does Your Highness wish to hear?"
Xuanyuan Yonghao tugged at her sleeve, pulling her even closer.
This made Su Yan half-kneel at the head of the bed, her body leaning forward as if she was about to fall onto him.
His face innocent, his pale lips parting slightly,
"I’ve suffered on your behalf. Don’t you have anything to say to me?"
Su Yan’s attention was captivated by the movements of his pale lips.
She unconsciously swallowed,
"What would Your Highness like to say?"
He watched Su Yan’s clueless demeanor, stiff as wood, unable to bloom no matter how she was guided.
And so, a mischievous thought bubbled up in his mind.
He swooped her into his arms, pressing her against his chest, using his disarmingly vulnerable face, he began to speak earnestly,
"I’ve been injured and faced life and death on your behalf, suffered your impropriety after. All things considered, you as my palace maid, how should you recompense me?"
Although Su Yan’s thoughts were a bit restricted, she could still sort out the situation somewhat.
Initially, she had also saved him, and furthermore, she was the one who cured the snake poison, then he also had his way with her as well.
Even though she felt dizzy due to hunger and her reactions had slowed down considerably, she was not stupid.
After carefully reviewing the events, she opened her mouth,
"I..."
She had barely spoken a word.
Xuanyuan Yonghao interrupted directly, his head resting on Su Yan’s shoulder, his eyes closed, appearing incredibly frail, his following words, however, flowed smoothly,
"Alright, use yourself to compensate for my losses."
Su Yan
"..."
She hadn’t finished speaking just now.