At this moment, the candlelight flickered inside the room, casting a warm and gentle glow throughout.

The candlelight fell on Su Muyao, enveloping her in an enchanting halo.

It illuminated her icy skin and jade bone, breathtakingly beautiful.

At this moment, Su Muyao was indulging in the taste of wine, lazily leaning against the table, her fingertips loosely clutching the wineglass, with red wine staining the corner of her lips, spreading a hint of intoxication.

She was already a peerless beauty, now with her eyes slightly lowered, lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, cheeks flushed with a post-wine blush, even her breath carried a faint fragrance of wine, like a spirit flower blooming under the moon, captivating and mesmerizing.

Cui Liyi’s deep gaze was almost glued to Su Muyao’s face, with a stirring in his heart surging like a tide, nearly breaking through the dam of reason. His Adam’s apple rolled, and he stepped forward, reaching out to take the wineglass from her hand, his voice low and hoarse: "Stop drinking, you’ll get more drunk."

Although he also liked the way she looked when she was drunk, it was too beautiful, making it almost impossible to restrain the fierce beating of his heart.

But he also knew that if she drank too much and got drunk, she’d definitely feel uncomfortable, her head would hurt.

So he wanted to stop her.

But even the action of stopping her was gentle, and his voice carried a sigh of helplessness, without a hint of intimidation.

She looked at him dazedly, with his graceful figure and elegant demeanor, like a garden in full bloom, extraordinarily brilliant and beautiful, making one’s heart stir uncontrollably.

Su Muyao’s gaze flickered.

But instinctively she avoided his movement, retracting her hand, raising her wrist slightly as if to bring the wine to her lips again, her eyes hazy like covered with a layer of mist, with a mix of charm and innocence, her tone obscurely stubborn: "It’s good, I still want... another sip..."

She felt like it had been a long time since she last drank wine.

This taste, in particular, suited her palate perfectly.

Although she had lost her memory, she knew this must be the wine she liked.

Her fingertips were unsteady, with a few drops of wine spilling out, leaving a faint stain on her chest.

Cui Liyi’s luminous gaze darkened, with intense emotions surging in the depths of his dark eyes, feelings suppressed for so long, in this atmosphere interwoven with warm candlelight and the scent of wine, almost unable to be hidden.

Cui Liyi looked at her drunken state and let out a sigh.

Unable to help but murmur, "So back then, you planted grapes and made wine because you liked to drink."

Regrettably, after she brewed it all, she never had the chance to drink it before the accident happened.

Seeing her enjoying the drink, he wanted to indulge her. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

But he also knew if she drank too much, she’d feel unwell.

What he cared most about now was her health, fearing anything happening to her.

Cui Liyi hesitated but still reached out with a bit of force to hold her, precisely grasping the wall of the wineglass.

With that force, Su Muyao involuntarily fell into Cui Liyi’s embrace.

Cui Liyi’s palm touched her warm, soft skin, making his heart skip a beat.

At this moment, she seemed completely boneless.

Su Muyao struggled, trying to get out of Cui Liyi’s embrace.

But after drinking, her body was even softer, hardly able to stand, her body once again landing in Cui Liyi’s arms.

His scent enveloped her, her nose tickling slightly, instinctively nestled further into his embrace.

Cui Liyi stiffened for a moment, then tightened his arms around her, holding her securely, her entire weight resting in his embrace, her soft body pressed against his chest, each breath seemingly plucking at his heartstring.

Causing the deep-seated desire within him to surge.

But since she was drunk now, naturally he couldn’t do anything.

Because of what the Destructive Black Lotus had said before, it kept resounding in his mind.

He knew that one day, she would regain her memory, and he didn’t want her to hate him when that happened.

So naturally, he couldn’t take advantage of the situation.

He looked down at the person in his arms who seemed dazed, almost as if she were going to fall asleep.

He softly asked, "Aluo, do you want to sleep?"

Su Muyao nodded slightly.

Cui Liyi’s heart softened, and he carried her horizontally, stepping gently towards the bed in the inner room.

Placing her on the bed, just as he was about to take off her shoes, Su Muyao frowned slightly, mumbling incoherently, "Need to wash... dirty..."

"Not dirty, very clean, didn’t you bathe this morning?"

For the past few days, every morning when she woke up, she would bathe.

Of course, he had also bathed in the afternoon to rid the dust off himself.

So they didn’t need to bathe at this moment, just sleep directly.

In these three days, they slept in the same bed at night, simply sleeping, without any other actions.

They didn’t even cuddle.

She said she wasn’t used to sleeping like that.

Though Cui Liyi was deeply obsessed with her, he was also tender-hearted, not wanting to make her unhappy.

"No, my clothes are wet."

Earlier, wine was spilled on her clothes, making Su Muyao uncomfortable, instinctively wanting to wash up.

Su Muyao struggled to get up but was gently pressed back by Cui Liyi on the shoulder.

Cui Liyi, helpless yet indulgent, said, "Don’t move, I’ll carry you there."

In her muddled state, letting her walk by herself, who knows what could happen?

Su Muyao nodded dazedly.

Cui Liyi gently reached out to pick her up again, turning towards the adjacent bathroom.

Using his ability, he controlled the water temperature, adjusting it to rise, steam slowly enveloping the air.

With a movement of his fingers, some spirit flower petals fell into the bathtub, gradually filling the air with the faint fragrance of spirit grass.

He squatted down with her in his arms, cautiously testing the temperature, finding it just right.

Then he placed her into the bathtub.

"Can you undress and wash yourself?"

Cui Liyi asked softly.

Three days ago, since she started bathing, she didn’t even want him to see her taking off her outer clothes, so it’s better to let her do it herself now.

As for finding a maid to assist her, Cui Liyi hadn’t considered it.

Most of the servants in the manor were males, with very few females.

Of course, he could arrange a female to come and help Aluo wash up, but he didn’t want any female to see her in such an alluring state.

He couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else seeing her; he wanted to hide her away completely.

Although he forcibly suppressed this dark and possessive thought.

Seeing Su Muyao didn’t make a move, but she seemed somewhat conscious, Cui Liyi released a wisp of spiritual energy to support her, preventing her from falling, then turned to fetch her a change of clothes.

But just then, as if sensing something, Su Muyao instinctively reached out, muddledly grabbing Cui Liyi’s sleeve, her voice soft, "Help me... wash..."

She vaguely felt as if, in the past, her Beast Husband used to help her like this.

Cui Liyi was her Beast Husband, so it must be him.

At this moment, Su Muyao didn’t realize that her faint memories were chaotic.

Cui Liyi’s entire body tensed upon hearing her words, nearly gasping, as if his blood boiled, and his body temperature suddenly rose.

His throat tightened, watching her unguarded appearance, that blatant dependency like a fire igniting him entirely, making it hard to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

But seeing her innocent and pure gaze, he couldn’t bear to refuse, only managing to choke out, "Okay."

He intended to help her take off her clothes but hesitated, withdrawing his fingers as if they were scalded, then took out a long cloth to blindfold himself.

Then, blindfolded, he helped Su Muyao wash.