"If you want me, the young master, to fall for you, you'll have to show me your real skills." "Who cares!" Chu Lingzhi said irritably. She wouldn't stoop to groveling for his affection just to make him love her. Nangong Yehen curled his lips. "You care about me." Chu Lingzhi's heart felt like something had gently bumped into it. Did she really care about him? Care so much that she thought of him even in her sleep, talking in her dreams about loving him? She tore open the bandage on his back—the wound hadn't healed at all. If he had rested properly yesterday, it wouldn't look like this. She cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and sprinkled raw aconite powder over it. After finishing, she carefully covered it with a fresh, clean bandage. She helped him sit up. "Move gently. You can't be like yesterday today." Nangong Yehen sat up, meeting her concerned gaze, and couldn't help but smile faintly. Chu Lingzhi ignored his smile, examining his face from left to right. He seemed in a good mood, but his complexion was pale, even more noticeably so than yesterday. "You're pale. I need to do acupuncture on you." Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow. "How long will it take?" "On your face, about ten minutes." As Chu Lingzhi took out the silver needles, Nangong Yehen cast a cold glance toward the door and deliberately raised his voice: "You performed well last night. The young master is very satisfied. Want to go again?" Chu Lingzhi's hands trembled as she was placing the needles. Those words, that tone... Soon, she understood what was happening. She played along, letting out a coy, sweet laugh. "I'm so tired. I want to take a bath." Nangong Yehen looked at her with a wicked grin. "How about we take a鸳鸯浴 together?" ... Nangong Yehen walked out of the bedroom, full of energy. Gong Liye sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, reading a newspaper. "Good morning, Master Gong!" Nangong Yehen approached and sat down across from Gong Liye, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Did you sleep well last night?" Gong Liye put down the newspaper, his expression warm as he looked at Nangong Yehen. "Very well! Staying at Nangong Manor is extremely comfortable." "Since it's comfortable, Master Gong should stay a few more days." Nangong Yehen smiled, curling his lips. "No, I have matters to attend to. If I weren't worried about disturbing the young master's pleasure this early, I would have already bid you farewell." Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing his handsome face. "Master Gong is returning to K City?" Gong Liye didn't hide it. "Yes, I'll be leaving shortly." "Haha..." Nangong Yehen laughed regretfully. "It's rare for Master Gong to grace my humble home, yet you're in such a hurry to leave after just one night." Gong Liye spread his hands. "No choice. Someone's trying to seize the Suspended Pearl. I have to go back and handle it." Nangong Yehen's brow arched at this. "The Suspended Pearl is too tempting. With Master Gong not in this city, it's inevitable that some will get restless." "Indeed, the Suspended Pearl is a great temptation. Everyone wants to possess it." Gong Liye said lightly, with a carefree smile. "I wonder if the young master is interested in it?" "Very interested!" "You want to possess it too?" "Who wouldn't want a treasure that grants eternal youth? But it doesn't belong to me." Not yet, anyway. "You could try to seize it like the others." Nangong Yehen looked at Gong Liye with amusement. "Master Gong hopes I'll lead people to take it?" "Maybe you'd succeed?" Gong Liye smiled, seemingly unconcerned. "Has Master Gong caught them since coming to T City?" Nangong Yehen asked with a smile. Gong Liye shrugged, speaking regretfully. "Not yet."