Just You and Me

Suyin's mind raced with questions and uncertainties as she found herself seated beside Qin Fuhua on the bed. Why was he playing this game with her? Was it merely for appearances, or did he harbor genuine feelings for her? As she averted her gaze, she caught sight of a pair of eyes peering through the sliding door—Wu Fei, the astute observer, who unwittingly became privy to their act.

In that moment, understanding dawned upon Suyin, a silent acknowledgment passing between her and Qin Fuhua. Their exchange spoke volumes, revealing the truth hidden beneath the facade they had constructed—a truth that even the perceptive gaze of a child could not discern.

With a smile that masked her inner turmoil, Suyin played along, her words dripping with mock affection.

"Let's continue with our love, my dear."

Qin Fuhua, caught off guard by her unexpected response, responded with a smile of his own, the tension between them momentarily eased by their shared understanding.

As Wu Fei retreated from her spot, blushing with embarrassment, Qin Fuhua's demeanor shifted once more, his mask of indifference slipping back into place. With a curt nod, he distanced himself from Suyin, retreating to the other side of the bed with an air of detachment.

Suyin, relieved by the child's departure, settled onto the bed, her embarrassment palpable in the silence that enveloped them.

"I'll have to stay in here if there's a little suspicious mouse playing around the manor."

Qin Fuhua's stern admonition about the "suspicious mouse" echoed in her mind, a reminder of the precariousness of their situation.

With a resigned sigh, Suyin turned away from Qin Fuhua, her thoughts a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The proximity of their bodies sent a shiver down her spine, igniting a flurry of memories—the first time they met, his unexpected kindness, and the inexplicable pull she felt towards him.

But reality soon intruded upon her thoughts, dispelling the illusion of intimacy that had briefly enveloped them.

Qin Fuhua's cool demeanor and his insistence on maintaining a distance served as a stark reminder of their disparate worlds—a Prince and a commoner, destined to sleep in one bed. "Just go to sleep," his voice cut through the silence, breaking the spell that had settled over them. Startled, Suyin opened her eyes, meeting his indifferent gaze with a mixture of resignation and uncertainty.

As the night wore on, Suyin's mind churned with thoughts of the cold-hearted Prince and the tangled web of fate that had brought them together.

Despite her reservations and the insurmountable barriers that separated them, she found comfort in his presence, knowing that, for tonight at least, he was with her.