Her condition was even worse during the first two months.
When she first revived, she had lost all her mories. She was as naive as a newborn cub, her body too weak to even change form. She had forgotten even the most basic things, like how to walk and talk.
Ze Sheng had no choice but to be patient, slowly teaching her how to walk, eat, and speak all over again. No one would have guessed that the proud King Beast would be forced to beco a nagging mother hen.
Fortunately, his Wamiya had always been clever, and it wasn’t long before she mastered basic survival skills.
But her weak body still recovered very slowly, forcing her to rely on his blood for nourishnt and survival.
Recently, Ze Sheng had even discovered that as ti went on, her need and craving for his blood grew stronger and stronger. It had reached the point of a necessary "feeding" once a day, which was beginning to take a toll on his body.
Along with his blood, the power he had accumulated for a hundred years surged into her body.
But seeing her body improve day by day, the physical toll felt like a small price to pay for his growing happiness. He was content.
「The first downpour of the great rainy season had let up.」
The thick clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the long-absent sun. Warm, golden sunlight gently illuminated every inch of the earth, spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the sealed castle.
The silver-haired girl sat by the bed, leaning on the windowsill with her chin resting on her folded arms. She gazed longingly at the bustling crowd below.
’Ugh, Ze Sheng never lets go out alone, and he absolutely forbids from taking my human form in front of anyone. I feel like a little songbird, locked away and pampered.’
’I have everything I could ever need, but I’m bored to death.’
"I want to go out, too..." she murmured, tapping the window with a bent finger, producing a crisp sound.
"It’s dangerous outside. There are many wicked Beastn with ill intentions. You’ll be targeted, and you could get hurt," Ze Sheng said, his tone like he was coaxing a cub. He finished combing through her ssy, bed-head silver hair and wove it into a cute fishtail braid, which hung charmingly against her fair, beautiful neck.
He stared unblinkingly at the pale skin of her nape for a long mont, his eyes flickering. He couldn’t resist reaching out to tidy the shorter strands of hair at her temples.
The cool pads of his fingers pressed against her soft, warm skin. The subtle, pleasant sensation was intoxicating, a hard-won treasure for him.
"If you’re really that bored, I’ll take you out for a walk when I have so free ti. How does that sound?" Fearing she might actually grow depressed from the boredom, Ze Sheng thought for a mont before making the suggestion.
"But before that, you need to focus on getting better. And you must rember..."
"Okay, okay, I know! I won’t let anyone else see my true form..." She covered her ears and glanced up at him, her soft pink lips in what seed like a perpetual, coquettish pout. "You’ve said that so, so many tis."
’She really didn’t understand why.’
’Ze Sheng clearly loved her human form. Every ti she changed back, he looked at her like he wanted to eat her alive, his eyes filled with adoration and obsession. He looked like he wanted to chain her to the bed, yet he never took that final step.’
’And he wouldn’t let anyone else see her, either.’
’One ti, she accidentally changed into her human form and left the room, running into a Beast Servant. After Ze Sheng found out, she never saw that poor Beast Servant again.’
KNOCK, KNOCK. A respectful knock ca at the door. A Beast Servant was here with breakfast.
Wamiya expertly shifted into her beast form, hid behind Ze Sheng, and wrapped her paws tightly around his waist.
Only her small, fluffy head peeked out curiously. The approaching aroma compelled her to stick out her little pink tongue and lick her lips.
Honey-glazed ribs, fragrant fruit wine with milk, savory fish balls, and a large, crispy-skinned roast chicken...
’They were all her favorites!’
She blinked. Only after the Beast Servant had respectfully withdrawn did she change back to enjoy her delicious breakfast. Ze Sheng stood to the side the entire ti, smiling as he watched her eat.
It felt selfish to eat alone, so she thoughtfully cut off half the at for him. "Here, this is for you!"
Ze Sheng propped his chin on one hand, his long, beautiful purple eyes watching her lazily. He didn’t move. After a mont, he hinted, "I want to know what it feels like to be fed, too."
The girl shot him a strange look, then realization dawned. He had always been the one to feed her; now it was her turn to wait on soone else.
So, she carefully cut off a piece of the roasted at with the honey-glazed crispy skin and offered it to him.
"Is it good?" she asked, her eyes bright as she eagerly awaited his approval.
’This was her favorite part. Normally, she’d never be willing to share it with anyone else. Then again, besides Ze Sheng, she didn’t have anyone to share with anyway.’
"Mm, it’s sweet." Ze Sheng’s gaze fell on her delicate, fair fingers, which were dabbed with a bit of honey sauce. An idea stirred within him.
As if possessed, he reached out with his long, Leng Yu-like fingers, gently took her hand, brought it to his lips, and bent down to lick it.
Wamiya’s eyes widened in astonishnt.
When he realized what he’d done, a faint blush spread across the man’s face and his earlobes grew hot. He quickly released her. ’Just now... I couldn’t help it. I just wanted to... do that.’
"You eat first. You’re not allowed to drink this fruit wine. I’ll go get you so other juice." He rushed out of the room and was gone for quite a while.
After eating and drinking her fill, she let out a small burp, then lazily and naturally leaned against his shoulder.
’...I’m getting sleepy again.’
The sunlight from the window spilled over Ze Sheng, plating him in a translucent gold. He wore a loose, embroidered white shirt that further accentuated his tall, slender figure, making him look as elegant as bamboo. The fine, sensual lines of his collarbones and Adam’s apple were left completely exposed.
"Awooo~" Wamiya gave a sleepy yawn and rubbed her eyes.
’I’m always so sleepy,’ she realized. ’I can never seem to fight it off.’
She expertly wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled him, her soft, fair fingers coming to rest on his prominent, sexy Adam’s apple, tracing its shape.
There was a particularly alluring red mole on Ze Sheng’s Adam’s apple. He usually kept it ticulously covered, only deigning to reveal it on the rare occasions he was alone with her.
’Every ti I see it, I can’t help but want to play with it.’
"Don’t tease," Ze Sheng said, covering her hand. His voice started as a gentle rebuke, but ended in a tone of helpless tenderness. "If you’re sleepy, get so rest. I’ll stay right here with you. If you get hungry again, just tell . I’ll have a Beast Servant prepare more food for you..."
Her "toy" was gone. She gave a listless hum of acknowledgnt as sleepiness washed over her like a tide. Her eyelids were already halfway shut.
She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her fingers unconsciously clutching at his shirt as she murmured drowsily.
"Ze Sheng... I... I can’t rember anything from before. What happened? Why can’t I rember?" Her muffled voice was hard to make out, growing quieter and quieter. "Can you tell ...?"
Her voice trailed off before she could finish.
"..." Ze Sheng tilted his head and saw that her eyes were tightly closed. She was already fast asleep. A faint smile touched his lips.
After a mont, he murmured softly,
"The past?"
’There was too much to tell. For a mont, he couldn’t pick out a single place to start from the flood of mories. Every version of her was etched so deeply into his mind.’
"It’s all right. If you can’t rember... then let it be. You wouldn’t want to know about the past anyway."
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