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After the matter was resolved, she promised to sweep her sleeves without taking a single cloud away.

Ah!

Why did she have the impression that she was acting like a heartbreaker?

Shen Chuwei lowered her eyelids and saw the blood on his hands. In order to change the subject, she took out her handkerchief and passed it to him, "There’s blood on your hands,"

Ye Suhuan looked down at his own hands upon hearing this, both his fingers and the back of his hands covered in blood. He frowned and extended his hand, "Help me."

Shen Chuwei looked at the bloody hand before her, then raised her head in confusion to look at Ye Suhuan and pointed at his other hand, "Why do I need to help? Can’t you use that hand?"

Ye Suhuan justified his request boldly, "We’ve been friends since we were children. It’s not too much for you to help me wipe my hands clean, is it?"

Shen Chuwei always felt that Ye Suhuan was threatening her, because of Xiao Jinyan and the identity she had falsely assumed.

She pursed her lips, reluctantly wiping away the blood from his hand in front of her.

Indeed, in this survival of the fittest world, those without power could only be oppressed by the strong.

Ye Suhuan watched her intently without blinking, observing as she cleaned the blood from his hands, and opened his mouth as if talking to himself.

"You’ve wiped my hands before,"

His voice was low, but they were close enough that Shen Chuwei heard him. She didn’t know what the past relationship between Feng Wuyou and Ye Suhuan was like. Perhaps because she bore a resemblance to Feng Wuyou, he unconsciously saw her as Feng Wuyou.

Or perhaps, Ye Suhuan had no idea that she was an impostor, and all of her worries were redundant.

Shen Chuwei looked at the blood on his hand. There was quite a bit, too much for a dry handkerchief to clean properly.

She looked up at Ye Suhuan, "The handkerchief is too dry to clean it properly, I’ll go wet it."

Having said that, Shen Chuwei turned and ran towards the direction of the arched bridge, which was above the flowing water and only ten meters away.

She stood on a stone, crouched down, and rinsed the handkerchief in the water, scrubbing to clean off the bloodstains.

After she had cleaned it, she stood up to find Ye Suhuan, who had been far away, now standing right behind her, startling her into taking an instinctive step backward.

As a result, she missed her footing and started to fall backward.

It was over, she was going to be soaked through.

Just when Shen Chuwei thought she was going to fall, someone pulled her back.

And who could that person be but Ye Suhuan?

Once she had regained her footing, she politely thanked him.

Ye Suhuan noticed the fear in her eyes when she first saw him, which was why she nearly fell into the water.

Before, Chuwei never feared him.

"I may be cruel to others, but I won’t treat you that way, so you don’t need to fear me," he said.

Shen Chuwei responded, "...It’s hard for me not to be afraid when you act like this."

Just a moment ago, she had almost witnessed him committing murder.

And Ye Suhuan was no different than a madman then.

Ye Suhuan knew his actions had frightened her just now. Helpless, even he couldn’t control his urge to kill Ye Yuxi for daring to bully Chuwei.

He stared at Chuwei for a long time, "That won’t happen again."

Shen Chuwei lifted her head to glance at Ye Suhuan, unsure whether he meant he wouldn’t kill anyone in the future or something else.

She looked away and focused on his hand, thinking it was best to clean his hand and go back to sleep.

Shen Chuwei continued to wipe his bloody hand, and the wet handkerchief made it easier to clean off the blood.

When she had finished cleaning up, she sighed in relief, glad that the difficult and cumbersome task was over.

"It’s done."

Ye Suhuan looked down at his hands, now clean and pale as if they had never been stained with blood.

He looked up at Chuwei, "Don’t worry about tonight’s incident, no one will cause you trouble."

After saying that, Ye Suhuan walked away without looking back.

Seeing his confidence, Shen Chuwei became even more puzzled inside. The Crown Prince was seriously injured and it was because of her, so how could there be no trouble?

Watching Ye Suhuan’s figure walk out of the palace gate, she yawned, "Oh well, I’ll just deal with whatever comes my way. The most important thing is to keep my spirits up."

Shen Chuwei then turned and walked into the bedchamber.

Perhaps it was seeing Ye Suhuan’s anger the night before, but she woke up unusually early the next day.

She called in the palace maid, "Has anything happened outside?"

"Did the master have a nightmare?"

It was no wonder the palace maid asked such a question, as Shen Chuwei usually loved to sleep in, often waking up only because she was hungry or awakened by her maid.

This was the first time she had woken up so early on her own.

"No, no." Shen Chuwei was still a bit uneasy and continued to ask, "Are you sure nothing major has happened?"