After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Xu Musen feigned drunkenness but was unsuccessful.

He was chased by Mother Xu to help Yao Mingyue tidy up her room.

The villa was regularly cleaned and was very tidy.

However, it felt empty and even colder in the biting winter wind.

Xu Musen thought that if he had to live alone in such a desolate room, his temperament probably wouldn't be too pleasant.

It was like the Cold Palace in the imperial palace, so silent that not even a sound could be heard, and that's how many consortes banished to the Cold Palace ended up.

Every day they were locked in their rooms, with nothing to do, some would scatter a handful of soybeans on the ground and play by picking them up.

All the more, Yao Mingyue, a young girl, had lived here almost all by herself for these years.

It was odd that her temperament hadn't become an issue.

Xu Musen brought over all her belongings for her.

"Rest early," he said.

Xu Musen wanted to leave, but Yao Mingyue grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"My hand is injured; you need to help me make the bed," she said.

Yao Mingyue held up her injured right hand and declared righteously.

"An injury isn't a disability," he retorted.

"No! I bled for you, I did it for you…"

"Okay okay, I'll do it, I'll do it," he conceded.

Xu Musen was someone who couldn't resist her soft approach, especially since it was true that Yao Mingyue got injured jumping into the water to save him.

As he entered her room and took the quilt out of the closet, he started to help her make the bed.

Yao Mingyue sat on the side triumphantly, gently swaying her legs, feeling waves of happiness as she watched Xu Musen serve her.

Observing Xu Musen confidently making her bed, she noticed that he could always find her favorite sheets, with the perfect material, color, and style in the wardrobe.

He would fluff the pillows first to make the cotton inside even softer and add a small cushion on top of the pillow because that's the way Yao Mingyue liked it.

The position of the bedside lamp's switch and even her slippers were placed in just the right spot.

For some reason, Yao Mingyue always felt that Xu Musen understood her very well, even better than she understood herself in many ways.

This tacit understanding was like that of an old married couple: coming home, making the bed, sleeping without shame or embarrassment…

Looking at Xu Musen's now increasingly tall and straight figure, and his focused profile while making the bed, a particular "husbandly" aura seemed to make it easy for a young girl to become infatuated with him.

Yao Mingyue didn't even want to think about how happy she would be if they got married.

Only, another figure would always emerge in her mind.

Yao Mingyue looked down at her right hand, wrapped in adhesive bandages, and let out an involuntary sigh.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking that it would be nice if my hand never healed," she responded.

"Has your brain been numbed by the icy water?" he said with irritation.

Who else would curse for their own injury not to heal?

Yao Mingyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, looking at her injured right hand: "Because now, you only indulge and take care of me when I'm injured, just like you do for her."

The young girl's voice carried a faintly sour laugh.

"No wonder she likes you so much. If I were her, I wouldn't want to get better either, so I could be taken care of by you indefinitely."

Xu Musen turned to look at her, her fair cheeks tinged with a wistful glow. In the past, Xu Musen was indeed this kind to her.

But now, he had started to be good to another girl, while Yao Mingyue could only stealthily snatch away some tenderness…

Liking someone doesn't disappear; it just quietly shifts elsewhere.

In the past, Xu Musen might have already left impatiently.

But now, facing Yao Mingyue, he just couldn't bring himself to utter those cruel words.

She was slowly changing, but he already had An Nuannuan now. The future was long, but there was one thing Xu Musen was sure of.

The one he liked would not be let go.

Two-timing... the last person who did that probably had their head wind-dried already.

Especially since Yao Mingyue was prone to sickness.

Seeing her getting a bit better, if she were to be provoked, who knew what she might do.

However, just like the many times Yao Mingyue had asked him,

concerning his feelings for Yao Mingyue, Xu Musen admitted to himself that he did like her.

The reason he left her was not because he no longer liked her, but because the way they were together was just too suffocating.

Moreover, could Xu Musen really stand to see Yao Mingyue with another man one day?

Xu Musen felt a pang of distress in his chest, strange... was it possible that after spending so much time with her, he had also become that kind of possessive person?

But Xu Musen himself hadn't realized that he had gradually shifted from being a committed, pure-hearted warrior of love to showing signs of becoming a polyamorous, pure-hearted warrior of love...

Xu Musen exhaled softly and walked over to tap her head, "Even if you weren't injured, I would still take care of you."

"Really?" Yao Mingyue's eyes glistened.

"Really."
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Xu Musen nodded, squinting his eyes and similarly smiling mischievously, as he stroked her head.

"After all, you're my one and only dear little sister; big brother loves you so much."

It was always 'brother and sister; he always used that to sate her. Yao Mingyue frowned unhappily at her pert nose.

But she didn't care, and not just as a 'sworn brother' either – even if he were her real brother, she wouldn't give up!

She hummed, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Xu Musen, then suddenly rubbed her face into the palm of his hand with a smile.

Like a kitten seeking affection, she wound around Xu Musen's hand and deftly circled past, causing the hand he had placed on her head to slide onto her smooth, delicate cheek.