Why Is Our Department's Hottie Back to Attending the Emperor's Bed Again?

"Can I stay the night before I leave?"

The rumpled sheets held the lingering heat and scent of intimacy between a man and a woman.

The young, handsome man leaned over her, gently massaging her as he tentatively asked in a clear, cool voice.

Qin Bingyue opened her long, beautiful eyes. After a brief silence, she answered without room for negotiation: "No."

Tan Yuran's eyes dimmed, but he still held on to hope. "Then when can we see each other again?"

Qin Bingyue sat up languidly, elegant and alluring as a noble cat. Her breath was fragrant as she spoke, but her gaze was utterly indifferent.

"Let's end this."

Tan Yuran was struck as if by lightning, utterly crushed. He had planned to spend the rest of his life making amends to her.

If she wouldn't even give him the chance to be the guilty one, what was the point of living?

In a daze, he remembered the night after the college entrance exams.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed, her face pure and lovely, her long hair falling like a waterfall. She smiled at him, breathtakingly beautiful. "Come here and kiss me."

As if in a dream, Tan Yu was bewitched and walked toward her step by step. He held her face in his hands, closed his eyes, trembled, and kissed her red lips.

If it was real, forgive him for his sacrilege.

If it was a dream, let time stand still forever.

Message: Unwavering devotion