Collapse? No, this is just everyday life.

Chapter 78 The squeaky wheel gets the grease

"How did it get so badly burned?"

Looking at the mercury column that was almost at 39, Nangong Yu frowned as she held the thermometer.

Surrounding the bed, Seele and Bronya looked at Kaguya, whose face was flushed and who looked listless, with worried expressions.

The three women, sensing something was wrong, were startled by this sight as soon as they came up.

First, he fed Kaguya a bowl of porridge and some fever-reducing medicine. Then, Nangong Yu used the excuse that the patient needed to rest to send Seele and Bronya to school, leaving him at home to take care of her.

Xi'er initially wanted to stay, but Nangong Yu persuaded her to go back.

After calling the homeroom teacher and explaining the situation, I easily obtained a holiday by taking advantage of my privilege as a good student.

After boiling another kettle of water, Nangong Yu took the thermos and laptop and returned to the room that Bronya used to live in.

"I'm so sorry, my husband, I've caused you trouble."

Just as Nangong Yu put the things on the table, he heard Kaguya on the bed say apologetically.

Didn't I say I needed to get some rest?

The rather stern words made Kaguya's eyes dart away, and after a long while, she timidly spoke.

"I'm sorry, but I'm all alone in the room and I'm a little scared."

"...That's it."

Seeing the slight timidity in Kaguya's eyes, Nangong Yu fell silent.

He silently moved the table to the bedside, sat down in a chair near the bed, gazed at Kaguya, and bent down.

"Stop apologizing to me. I'm the one who should be apologizing."

Holding Kaguya's slightly warm hand, Nangong Yu spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Kaguya was clearly flustered and quickly replied, "How could it be my husband's fault? It was clearly my fault for not taking good care of myself."

"No, actually I noticed something was off about you yesterday, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time."

His voice carried a hint of self-reproach as he gently stroked Kaguya's hair with his other hand, saying with a touch of helplessness, "So, hearing you apologize to me only makes me feel guilty and irritable. I'm sorry, I spoke a little harshly to you when I came in."

"My husband doesn't need to apologize. I understand. You always care about me. Even if you're strict sometimes, it's always for my own good."

Hearing these words of unwavering trust, Nangong Yu couldn't help but laugh: "You rascal, aren't you afraid I'll sell you out?"

"I believe in my husband."

Nangong Yu was taken aback by the confident words, then shook her head: "What have I done to deserve this?"

Then, he withdrew his hand and patted Kaguya's head gently, saying, "You should rest well first. After taking your medicine and taking a nap, your fever should go down."

"But......"

To everyone's surprise, Kaguya's eyes widened even more upon hearing this.

"What's wrong? Thirsty?"

Kaguya shook her head, looked at him and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking softly: "It's just that I haven't had time to be alone with my husband like this for a long time, so I'd like to chat with him a bit more."

This statement made Nangong Yu ponder. Thinking about it, it seemed that Kaguya was right. He had only been to Eientei a handful of times, and his memories were filled with Kaguya's time with everyone in that house.

"I am my husband's fiancée, so is it alright for me to be a little willful once in a while?"

Her voice was filled with anticipation, and when she met Kaguya's expectant gaze, Nangong Yu even felt a pang of guilt.

This isn't just being willful; from Kaguya's perspective, it even feels somewhat pitiful.

"Of course, that's no problem, but you should rest first. Once you wake up, I can chat with you for as long as I want."

Looking at Kaguya, Nangong Yu made a serious promise: "Just the two of us."

"real?!"

"real."

The satisfied look in Kaguya's eyes, like a child receiving candy, made Nangong Yu feel even more ashamed, and he began to reflect on whether he had neglected Kaguya too much.

"Then, I'll rest now."

"Ah."

Gently stroking her slightly flushed cheeks, Nangong Yu said softly, "Sleep now, I'm right here beside you, I won't go anywhere."

"Ok!"

The fever and the medication had already overwhelmed Kaguya's spirit, and after closing her eyes, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her slightly furrowed brow as she slept, Nangong Yu gently stroked her face to smooth it out, and soon a sweet smile appeared on her face. She must have been having a wonderful dream.

He secretly took a picture of the incredibly cute Kaguya, and a smile crept onto his lips as well. Then, he carefully opened his laptop, sat down in his chair, and continued typing.

He's almost finished writing the script for White Night 2, so he's taking advantage of this time to catch up on some progress.

Until the sky was clear and the sun was high in the sky, Kaguya, having rested enough, finally slowly opened her eyes.

The fever subsided a bit, and my mind was no longer foggy. My blurry vision was quickly filled with the bright room, and I could hear the soft clicking of the keyboard.

Turning her head, she saw her husband.

He sat very close to her, the sunlight filtering through the window curtains and gently falling on him, illuminating his handsome face as he worked diligently.

The world seemed to quiet down, and only she and her husband remained in the space.

Kaguya couldn't express the bliss she felt at that moment in words, but she wished time could stand still.

Nangong Yu never stopped paying attention to Kaguya, so he quickly discovered his lovely fiancée who had already woken up and was looking at him with her eyes crinkled.

"Why didn't you say you were awake?"

With a smile on her lips, Nangong Yu saved the document, closed her laptop, and said to Kaguya with a smile.

Kaguya's reply, however, was somewhat nonsensical. She simply looked at her husband with a captivating smile and said, "I feel very happy right now~"

"happiness?"

"Ah."

Without offering much explanation, Kaguya glanced at the now-closed computer and asked, "Isn't my husband going to continue writing? I'll just watch, it's fine."

"No."

Nangong Yu simply sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched, and said, "Since I've already promised to stay with you, I won't go back on my word."

A hint of regret appeared on Kaguya's face. She didn't let Nangong Yu see her unusual expression, and a smile returned to her face.

"My lord, may I hold your hand?"

Without any thought or reason to refuse, Nangong Yu reached out and grasped Kaguya's small hand that had emerged from under the covers.

Before he could even get a firm grip, Kaguya grabbed his hands with both of her small hands, pulled him by the hand, and pressed her cheek against his palm, gently rubbing it, her eyes closed, her face full of happiness.

This warmth, which she had never dared to hope for since childhood, has now appeared so simply in her life.

It is readily available.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: "Caw! I don't want to talk like that!!"

Crying children get candy.

As a child, Kaguya scoffed at this statement. In that cold and indifferent family, crying was synonymous with weakness, and the weak could only be devoured by the powerful.

But as she grew older, she realized how shallow her childhood thinking had been, and that some things cannot be understood by just looking at their surface meaning.

When she learned that her arranged marriage partner was a man two years younger than her, Kaguya was actually quite relieved. She didn't have to marry some bloated politician or corporate executive, which was great. According to her teachers, those men were old and had perverted ways of doing things, and just thinking about it made Kaguya feel uncomfortable.

However, when she learned the other person's identity, she panicked.

The son of the second-in-command of Anti-Entropy.

One is a family business clinging to a small island nation, and the other is one of the world's largest multinational corporations.

Even though the Moon Capital Group is already a behemoth in this country, compared to Anti-Entropy, it's like the difference between a firefly and the moon.

She recalled her nominal brothers, who appeared to be well-dressed and elegant on the surface, but only her family knew the ugliness and malice they harbored in private, which was disgusting.

What about this person, who is many levels above them in terms of status? Kaguya began to worry about her future.

The disparity between the two sides made her realize that the so-called marriage alliance was nothing more than a 'small gift' sent out by the Yuedu Group to maintain the relationship.

This can be seen in Cocolia's casual attitude when she talked about Kaguya when she went to find her children.

Just playing around.

In her eyes, it was just an exquisite handicraft that she happened to see on her way to work, and she gave it to the child she liked without much thought.

The engagement has been arranged, and no matter how cruel reality may be, Kaguya has no choice but to face it.

That night, as she sat in her room waiting for her fiancé to arrive, no one could know the inner turmoil Kaguya was going through.

She was prepared for the possibility that the other party would arrive and, without saying a word, wantonly toy with her, even if it meant physical injury, even if it meant her dignity was trampled upon...

As expected, they still couldn't accept it, and were even prepared to fight to the death.

But what happened next was completely unexpected.

Apart from that initial kiss, her husband hadn't done anything inappropriate. Moreover, when she scalded her hand with hot water, he didn't hesitate to help her treat it. Kaguya wanted to say it wasn't that serious, but seeing his concerned and earnest expression, she swallowed all her words.

This care was like a hot spring, flowing into her long-cold and parched heart. Her empty body seemed to regain a touch of warmth. Unlike Yonglin's friendship, this warmth made her somewhat intoxicated, and she wanted to crave more.

A child yearning for warmth encounters a warm sun; what happens next is self-evident.

So, when her husband chose to leave, Kaguya took the initiative that surprised even herself, displaying a playfulness she had never shown to anyone else, and offered her lips.

.......

"So, this is your entire journey of self-discovery?"

"Ah."

Kaguya dared not look into her husband's eyes. She leaned against the headboard, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, and they were pale.

After listening to Kaguya's story, Nangong Yu's mood was in turmoil and quite complicated.

Just moments ago, it was a heartwarming scene. He fed Kaguya lunch, and the two chatted happily, their bodies touching and feeling each other's warmth. They could have spent a very pleasant afternoon together, but at that moment, Kaguya brought up what had happened before.