Gift.

“Something even more beautiful?” Luo Wei was about to jokingly ask what could be more beautiful.

But Ophelia quietly drew the curtains.

Under Luo Wei’s silent gaze, she sat down on the large bed with a smile and patted the spot beside her.

“You’ll have to come closer to see it clearly.”

At that moment, she leaned on the soft bed, her right leg crossed over her left, sitting elegantly with her legs crossed. Her light-colored eyes examined Luo Wei, who stood dumbfounded in place, and a mischievous smile spread across her face.

In the dimly lit room, Luo Wei stared into those teasingly beautiful eyes, his breathing growing slightly uneven.

No wonder he hadn’t woken up in a hospital or his old home… but in her palace.

Now he finally understood why she had gone to take a bath early in the morning… She had been waiting for him here all along.

Was this finally the day she would fulfill her “gift”?

Luo Wei accepted the invitation and walked forward eagerly.

She was still slightly damp, her silver-white hair giving off a faint, pleasant fragrance that lingered around Luo Wei’s senses.

Luo Wei paused, “Then…”

He turned around abruptly, “Then I should go take a bath too…”

But before he could move, Ophelia grabbed his arm.

“Hmm?” Luo Wei smiled at her, “I’ve been asleep for two whole days without bathing. Aren’t you afraid I might smell?”

Yet Ophelia simply smiled at him, not loosening her grip in the slightest.

“You know how much I value cleanliness. So, I’ve been wiping your body every day.”

Luo Wei froze for a moment, then instinctively sniffed himself, finally understanding.

No wonder he didn’t smell bad after two days of sleep—in fact, he even smelled quite nice…

“Wait…” Luo Wei suddenly realized something was off. He looked at her light-colored eyes in surprise.

“I thought it was the maids who helped me… So it was you? Then that means…”

She had seen everything, including…

Ophelia nodded, her gaze slowly drifting from his face downward.

Downward…

“Not bad.”

Her eyes lingered on a particular spot, and she nodded again, giving her approval.

“You!” Luo Wei couldn’t hold back any longer.

That suggestive look in her eyes was like a siren’s call, and Luo Wei was no saint.

With a sudden movement, he pinned her to the bed.

He gently undid the two buttons of her bathrobe.

Her silver-white hair cascaded around her, and as this breathtaking scene unfolded before him, both their breaths grew heavier.

But her hair was too long, playfully half-covering what Luo Wei was so eager to see.

“Do I look good?” she asked nervously.

“I can’t see clearly yet,” Luo Wei replied.

“Then… get closer…”

Luo Wei gently brushed aside the mischievous strands of silver hair, his fingers lightly grazing her skin.

Ophelia’s body trembled slightly, and a flush of pink spread across her fair skin.

“Can you see now…?” she asked, her voice tense.

Luo Wei nodded, “Yes, I can see now.”

Sometimes, one couldn’t help but marvel at the perfection of creation, for every part of Ophelia was breathtakingly beautiful.

There wasn’t a single flaw—everything about her was like a dream.

It almost made Luo Wei feel that doing anything to such a divine masterpiece would be sacrilege.

But he wasn’t a good man. He enjoyed defiling perfection.

And he relished in destruction.

He wanted to create a masterpiece that belonged solely to him.

As Luo Wei’s gaze darkened, and his grip on her wrist tightened like a beast’s, Ophelia’s eyes grew more and more flustered.

“How long are you going to keep looking…”

Luo Wei’s voice was hoarse, “I’ll never get tired of looking.”

Ophelia couldn’t even bring herself to meet his burning, exploratory gaze.

She turned her face away, burying herself in the pillow, her voice muffled as she said:

“Then…”

“Then, I’ll let you look every day… That way…”

“You’ll eventually get tired of it, right?”

“Impossible,” Luo Wei suddenly laughed, “I’ll never get tired of it.”

He couldn’t help but find amusement in Ophelia’s current state. She wasn’t as composed as she had seemed earlier.

She had been so eager, teasing and tempting him as if she had everything under control.

But now, before Luo Wei had even done anything, she was already this nervous…

“Luo Wei…” Her voice was muffled, carrying a hint of fear.

“I’m scared…”

Her fourth sister had once secretly told her that the first time would be painful.

Luo Wei looked at her shy and nervous expression, and his grip loosened slightly.

He smiled gently, “I’ll be careful.”

But Ophelia only grew more tense.

Just… careful?

She anxiously watched Luo Wei’s movements.

Then.

“Luo Wei!!”

(Scene omitted)

…

When Luo Wei opened the curtains, a soft beam of moonlight spilled into the room.

The grand Haeglitz Palace stood at the highest point of the city, and from here, one could see the endless lights of Saint Callen, the bustling steam-powered metropolis that never seemed to sleep.

The cool moonlight faintly illuminated the room, casting a rare tranquility over the otherwise opulent space.

“Luo Wei…”

Ophelia murmured as she lifted her head. She didn’t know how long she had been asleep, but she felt utterly disoriented.

Clutching the messy sheets, her voice sounded distant.

“I’m hungry.”

“If you’re hungry, let’s eat,” Luo Wei said with a smile as he walked back to her side, about to call for the servants outside the room.

“Wait!” Ophelia suddenly jolted awake. She glanced at the disarray on the bed, then quickly looked toward the wardrobe.

“I need to take a bath and change!”

There was no way she could let Susan Caroline or the others see her like this!

If they saw her in this state, how could she ever maintain her dignity in front of her subordinates?

With that thought, she shot Luo Wei an annoyed glare.

“It’s all your fault!”

Where did he get all that energy? How could he last so long? Was he even human??

It was almost dark outside, and she still had so much work to do!

Ophelia tried to get up in a huff, but her limbs felt weak, and she stumbled, unable to stand.

Luo Wei quickly grabbed her arm, preventing her from collapsing back onto the bed.

“Hmph!”

Ophelia glared at Luo Wei even more resentfully, trying to pull her arm away.

But she didn’t even have the strength for that…

“It’s all your fault!!”

Luo Wei blinked innocently, “Why is it my fault? You’re just hungry because you skipped lunch and dinner!”

Ophelia rolled her eyes, “I don’t care, it’s all your fault, entirely your fault!”

“Alright, alright, it’s my fault…” Luo Wei smiled as he gently picked her up.

Ophelia’s body was as light as a feather, almost weightless. Luo Wei held her, a hint of concern in his voice:

“Let’s get you something to eat first. I’ll go get it for you.”

“No need…” Ophelia buried her face in Luo Wei’s chest, her voice soft, “There’s a banquet later.”

“A banquet?” Luo Wei looked at her curiously.

“Yes,” Ophelia smiled as she lifted her head, meeting Luo Wei’s gaze, “You’re coming with me. My father wants to see us both.”

Luo Wei was surprised, “Both of us?”

It made sense for the emperor to summon his daughter, but why him?

As if sensing Luo Wei’s confusion, Ophelia muttered, “He said to bring you as soon as you woke up. I don’t know what he wants with you, but it doesn’t sound good…”

Despite the power and influence she wielded, there were still things she couldn’t control, especially when it came to her father, the emperor. She hated the uncertainty and the way it forced her to involve Luo Wei in these matters.

“Then let’s go,” Luo Wei said calmly. He was already here, so there was no way to avoid it.

"Well, there's no need to be nervous. Just keep your words to a minimum when the time comes." Ophelia suddenly felt a surge of determination, as if she were about to face a perilous battle.

Then, she glanced toward the bathroom in the room.

"Take me to bathe and change."

Luo Wei replied with a smile, "Of course, my princess."

A moment later...

"Luo Wei! What are you doing in here? I'm about to take a bath, you know!"

"Oh? What a coincidence, so am I."

"......"