When the wedding was over, Yuan still hadn't come to any conclusion about what he was supposed to do next, or how he was supposed to live from that point on.
Nothing felt resolved nor clear to him.
The only thing that stood out clearly in the chaos was the certainty that he had to be careful now that he was here, around the palace, so careful that no one would ever realize what he truly felt for Xiao Feng.
But just last night, the wedding night, when Li Yue undressed first and then asked them to undress one by one, he reacted almost immediately.
Panic seized him before logic could catch up. He suggested that it wasn't a good idea, that it would be uncomfortable, unnecessary.
He framed it as concern, as propriety, proposing instead that they make a rule.. one night with one, another night with the other.
It sounded reasonable enough on the surface.
In truth, it was survival.
