Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

At the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), a faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Upon hearing the news that Xia Ximo had woken up, Ren Fengjue didn't dare to delay and rushed over as fast as the wind.

Dr. Zhang was waiting anxiously at the door. When he saw him return, she hurriedly went up to him to report the situation.

"I had just finished administering the 'Nine Needles to Restore Life' when Miss Xia suddenly woke up..."

Yu Lang, who was following behind, couldn't help but exclaim, "As expected of the 'Nine Needles for Rejuvenation,' it has such miraculous effects."

Instead of showing joy at the praise, Dr. Zhang became even more anxious.

"To my shame, although the person has woken up, their pulse is very strange. I can't tell for a moment whether it's due to the 'Nine Needles for Rejuvenation'."

Ren Fengjue remained silent and walked directly to the bedside.

He had some medical knowledge, and seeing that Xia Ximo was still pale, he knew that the situation was not optimistic.

He then lifted his sleeve to check the pulse, and the icy touch and barely perceptible pulse sent a jolt through him.

Only a dying person would have this kind of pulse...

The thought flashed through his mind, but before he could think about it, a cold hand grabbed his wrist with surprising force.

"Miss Xia?"

Looking at the other person's hand, Ren Fengjue was at a loss, unsure whether he should struggle.

Xia Ximo, who was clearly in a daze, mumbled something under his breath.

He didn't hear clearly, so he patiently bent down and put his ear close.

"What did you say, Miss Xia?"

As he got closer, her weak voice pierced his ears, but the content sent a shiver down his spine.

"Hold me."

Ren Fengjue thought he had misheard, until the other person repeated, "Hold me."

"..."

Even though Lord Ren had solved many astonishing cases and heard many absurd words, this was the first time he had been so shocked by these two words that he was speechless.

He froze, one hand frozen in mid-air, caught in a dilemma.

Unexpectedly, the woman was very bold and did not give him much time to hesitate. She reached out with her other hand and grabbed his collar forcefully.

Everything happened so suddenly that there was no time to react, and Lord Ren fell down in such a disheveled state.

Yu Lang, who had been standing anxiously by the door, couldn't help but peek inside.

It was not a big deal if I hadn't looked, but once I did, I couldn't help but gasp.

What's going on, Lord Ren?

How did they end up in bed all of a sudden?

Without thinking, Yu Shaoqing pulled Dr. Zhang, who was unaware that something was wrong, out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Dr. Zhang looked confused and was about to turn around to take a look when Yu Lang forcibly turned his head back to the right position.

"Don't look around. I suspect that Lord Ren has already found a way to cure Miss Xia."

"..."

Dr. Zhang, his neck stiff, was completely bewildered, and the words that were about to come out were forced back down.

Inside the room, Ren Fengjue's thoughts were in complete disarray.

To avoid crushing the other person, he quickly braced himself on the bed with his hands. However, his body was too tall and the bed was too narrow, so no matter how he tried to dodge, he would inevitably touch the other person.

So close that their noses almost touched, Ren Fengjue instinctively held his breath.

He certainly did not hug Xia Ximo as instructed, thinking to himself that this was not gentlemanly behavior, even if the two were engaged.

But she had no ladylike reserve whatsoever. When she didn't get a response, she forcefully reached out and hugged his waist.

Ren Fengjue froze, as if someone had struck his pressure points.

The two of them were huddled together in a rather strange position on the small bed, half-hugging and half-embracing.

Lord Ren has lived for twenty years, and he has never been in such dire straits.

In an instant, all sorts of thoughts were mixed together, creating utter chaos.

The woman's body was soft, and at this moment she snuggled into his arms without any restraint.

This scene didn't resemble an intimate embrace between a man and a woman; she looked more like a fragile little animal, appearing rather pitiful.

So, unable to push her away, and unable to bring himself to scold her, he could only let her hold him.

However, after an unknown amount of time, he was surprised to find that the other person's originally cold body began to gradually warm up.

Then, his pale face gradually regained some color.

She was like a flower on the verge of withering, which suddenly came back to life.

Ren Fengjue's first reaction was that he was hallucinating. He reached out to take her pulse and was shocked.

At this point, in addition to regaining her complexion, even her pulse had stabilized.

Therefore, it is not an illusion at all.

She did indeed "come back to life".

Outside the window, the sky was already fully bright, and a ray of morning sun shone through the eaves onto the corridor.

The long night is finally over.

Yu Lang raised his hand to cover his eyes and couldn't help but yawn.

"The sky finally brightened."

Hearing a knock on the door behind him, he immediately perked up. "Lord Ren, how is Miss Xia?"

Ren Fengjue walked out, but his expression looked somewhat strange.

He seemed somewhat distracted, only giving a low response from his throat, without intending to elaborate.

Unaware of the situation, Physician Zhang remained anxious and stepped forward to ask, "Young Master, is it necessary for Miss Xia to go to the Imperial Medical Bureau?"

"No need."

Ren Fengjue replied briefly, his tone devoid of any emotion.

Doctor Zhang's heart skipped a beat. After a moment's hesitation, he forced himself to say, "In that case... I beg you, young lord, to accept my condolences."

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

This left Yu Shaoqing, who was clearly an outsider, unsure of what was actually happening inside the room.

Just then, a figure was reflected in the early morning sunlight. Xia Ximo walked out of the room unharmed and asked abruptly, "Why are you mourning?"

Upon hearing the voice, Dr. Zhang immediately looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He opened his mouth, swallowed his astonishment silently, and then knelt down with a thud.

"Young Master, please forgive me. I spoke without thinking and should be slapped..."

Ren Fengjue witnessed the whole thing, but he still couldn't explain how a "dying person" could come back to life in such a short time...

"Get up. It's because Miss Xia is blessed with good fortune that even the King of Hell wouldn't dare to take her away right now."

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily swept over Xia Ximo again, his eyes flashing with a hint of deeper meaning.

Who knows how many secrets this woman is still hiding...

Yu Lang, who was standing to the side, patted his chest and deliberately let out a long sigh, trying to ease the tension.

"Didn't I tell you Lord Ren had a solution?"

As he spoke, he deliberately raised an eyebrow at Dr. Zhang.

Although Dr. Zhang was slow to realize it, he had no choice but to admit it and quickly echoed, "Young Master Yu is right, I greatly admire him..."

Ren Fengjue listened to their back-and-forth banter, and seeing Yu Lang's ambiguous gaze, guessed that the other party must have seen something.

He didn't care at all, offered no explanation, simply shook his head slightly, and turned to leave.