With permission granted, Bai Zhen gently placed Hua Mu onto the banana leaf. The Young Lady’s thin, soft body radiated a scorching heat from the fever, and the sheen of sweat made her fair, smooth skin appear even more delicate.

After being trimmed several times, the dress now only covered her to mid-thigh. Bai Zhen hadn’t thought much of it at first, but when her fingers touched the hem of the skirt, a sense of guilt welled up in her heart for some reason.

“M-Miss, I’m going to help you take off your dress now.”

She had never felt this way with anyone else. But the closer she got to Hua Mu, the more frequently this sense of guilt arose. Because the Young Lady was originally an unattainable existence, her dream, her aspiration, every touch felt like she was overdrawing her luck.

Bai Zhen was more than willing to pay the price; she was just afraid it would trouble the Miss.

Hua Mu limply allowed her body to be manipulated, whimpering in a hoarse voice, “Take it off, I’m so hot…”

Bai Zhen hesitated no longer, untying the straps on Hua Mu’s back and lifting the skirt.

The noble lady’s body was like a work of art. Even after such a period of hardship, it still retained the delicate beauty a young woman should have. Her straight, slender calves, her well-proportioned yet slightly fleshy thighs, her flat abdomen, her small, soft breasts, and her clear, straight collarbones-every part showcased the allure of this body.

Even as a woman… no, precisely because she was a woman, she could better appreciate her beauty and the parts that made one want to cherish her.

This was the body a girl should have, with soft skin, slender curves, and a light weight. As beautiful as a flower petal, as fragile as crystal, as pure as white snow. She not only had outstanding beauty but also a noble character and refined taste.

She was, as her name suggested, a princess bathed in a sea of flowers.

Bai Zhen was almost lost in the sight.

Normally, she never dared to look directly at Hua Mu’s body, afraid of both offending her and revealing her own feelings.

The other person must have long forgotten her. She should never bring up that insignificant past.

Bai Zhen gently wiped Hua Mu’s body with a damp cloth, trying her best not to touch her bare skin.

Hua Mu liked the feeling of the cool cloth against her skin.

“B-Bai Zhen…”

Bai Zhen was startled and involuntarily stopped her hand.

Hua Mu rolled over, revealing her back, and pleaded, “The back, too.”

Although the Young Lady was slender-even meager in certain areas-her buttocks were pert, with a hint of the dimples of Venus, a rare display of girlish sensuality.

Seeing that she seemed to have slightly improved, Bai Zhen finally gave up the idea of using the multi-purpose suppository. Most of the medicine she carried was for Sentinels and Guides to use on missions, and she usually only had one of each. Only this suppository was specially prepared for a teammate and could be used when a teammate was unconscious and unable to take anything orally.

Bai Zhen herself had never used it, so she didn’t know its specific effects, but she had read the instructions and remembered that it had a fever-reducing function.

She wiped Hua Mu’s back, then wanted to help her put the dress back on.

“No, I don’t want to wear it…”

But Hua Mu was uncooperative, pushing Bai Zhen’s hand away and refusing to comply no matter what.

The dress was cumbersome and so hot, and it was getting in her way…

Hua Mu threw the dress to one side and climbed onto Bai Zhen, seeking comfort.

“My head hurts…”

Helpless, Bai Zhen could only wrap her in her dried-out jacket. When the Miss complained of a headache, she would massage her head. When she cried out that she was hot, she would wipe her sweat. When she said she was cold, she would serve as a human furnace.

After Hua Mu had tormented her enough and felt fully cared for, she finally began to quiet down.

“Bai Zhen…”

“What are your orders?”

“Kiss me.”

“This…”

The Sentinel would tirelessly fulfill any other request, but this one… she didn’t quite dare. A cheek kiss between noble ladies was perfectly normal, but with her status, how could she be qualified to kiss the Miss’s face?

To be able to kiss the back of her foot was already a blessing.

Hua Mu looked at her with teary eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes, having shed so many physiological tears, were ringed with red, making her look especially pitiful.

“My aunt always kisses me when I’m sick. After she kisses me, I don’t feel bad anymore.”

Bai Zhen really wanted to tell her that this was one of the Queen’s abilities, but in the end, she chose to keep her mouth shut. The Queen’s ability was also a secret. If Hua Mu didn’t know, she shouldn’t be the one to reveal it.

“But…”

Hua Mu was about to cry!

She had already cast aside all her pride; could her request not be granted even when she was sick?

“Forget it, just let me die.” She wailed in a kitten-like voice, pushing against Bai Zhen’s chest in self-abandonment. “I can’t go back anyway, just let me die here.”

Bai Zhen frantically held her, comforting her repeatedly, “You won’t die, Miss, you’ll get better soon… I’ll k-kiss you… May I kiss you?”

Hua Mu immediately stopped struggling, looked at her with tear-filled eyes, and answered with a whimper from her throat.

Bai Zhen was extremely nervous. She leaned in tremblingly and, with immense stiffness, touched the corner of her lips to Hua Mu’s forehead.

“Do you feel any better?”

The Sentinel’s lips are so soft, Hua Mu was a little more satisfied. A bit clumsy, but quite cute.

“My aunt would kiss me several times.”

Seeing her upturned head and dissatisfied expression, Bai Zhen had no choice but to lean in and kiss her a few more times.

“S-so, how about now?”

Hua Mu was, for the time being, satisfied. She buried her blushing face in the Sentinel’s chest.

“Sing ‘Rusty-Spotted Kitty’ for me again.”

She liked being called ‘little treasure.’ She liked it when her mother called her that, when her father called her that, when her aunt called her that, and she especially liked it when the Sentinel called her that.

Bai Zhen dutifully sang it twice, and then found that Hua Mu had fallen asleep again.

Throughout the afternoon, Hua Mu woke up several times, each time needing to torment the Sentinel for a while before she could fall back asleep.

Bai Zhen fed her hot mint water several times and wiped her body down again and again. By nightfall, her temperature finally began to drop.

The wind and rain outside also seemed to be weakening; at least, the sound was no longer so frightening.

Hua Mu woke up from hunger.

She had slept for almost a whole day, having only drunk a little fruit puree at the beginning. When she woke up, her stomach was rumbling.

“Bai Zhen…”

Her limbs were sore and weak, half of her body was numb, and her vision was blurry. She could only feel an arm wrapped around her.

The Sentinel quickly responded, bringing warm water to her lips.

Hua Mu took a few sips and turned her face away, trying to roll over.

“I’m hungry…”

She had been sleeping on her side, curled into a ball, and the left side of her body had almost lost all feeling. Fortunately, a pair of strong hands promptly supported her waist and helped her sit up.

It was only then that Hua Mu felt something was off.

Why was her waist in direct contact with the Sentinel’s palm? The prolonged sleep had made her brain a little sluggish.

“Miss, would you like to eat fish or breadfruit?”

“Fish…” Hua Mu answered, but halfway through, she suddenly threw off the jacket covering her body. The sight underneath left her dumbfounded-she was sleeping next to the Sentinel wearing only her underwear!

“Miss, you’ve just recovered from a fever. Don’t catch a cold.” Bai Zhen seemed completely unfazed by this, casually pulling the clothes back and crossing her long legs to enclose her in an embrace. “If you want fish, would you like it grilled or steamed? Or would you like soup? I can make you some minced fish soup.”

Hua Mu wanted to scream, but her throat was too sore. So after opening her mouth for a long time, she only managed a series of coughs.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Bai Zhen hurriedly helped soothe her back, saying with some concern, “Are you alright? When the rain lightens up, I’ll go look for some herbs to stop the cough.”

Hua Mu covered her mouth with one hand and her chest with the other, glaring fiercely at the Sentinel.

In this situation, didn’t this person have anything to explain?

Did… did they do something… something dirty? She heard that after doing that kind of thing, one’s body would be very sore. And she was very sore right now!

Relaxed by Hua Mu’s dependence on her all afternoon, Bai Zhen assumed this time was just like the others, with requests for hugs and kisses. Seeing her teary-eyed gaze, she naturally pressed her lips to her forehead.

“Are you still feeling unwell? Then I’ll…”

What is going on! Kissing her without any warning! Did something really happen between them?

But she didn’t experience any pleasure at all!

Both shy and angry, Hua Mu slapped Bai Zhen’s face with a “smack.”

It didn’t hurt; in fact, it was a bit tingly and pleasant.

Bai Zhen pulled her head back, touching her face in confusion.

“Miss…”

Still playing dumb!

Hua Mu looked at her with puffed cheeks. “W-why did you kiss me?”

Bai Zhen looked at Hua Mu in surprise and panic, stammering, “Miss, wasn’t it you, you who asked me to…”

“When did I ask you to…”

Right, it was indeed she who asked Bai Zhen-whining and throwing a tantrum to get Bai Zhen to kiss her!

Hua Mu remembered now. It was just an illness, not a hangover, how could she not remember? There was nothing wrong with her memory, though she desperately wished there was right now!

Aaaah, just let her die!

She was just feeling wronged, just feeling unwell, just wanting a little affection! How did it turn out like this!

“I-I did ask you to kiss me, but, but I didn’t ask you to take off my dress!”

She had racked her brain to recall this part, and her back immediately straightened!

The Sentinel’s voice indeed became much fainter, tinged with a bit of apprehension and guilt.

“I-I was just worried you were uncomfortable…”

Bai Zhen had indeed helped wipe Hua Mu’s body out of such considerations, but for some reason, she couldn’t say it with righteous conviction.

She was afraid Hua Mu would call her a pervert again.

“Aren’t you going to put it back on me!”

She knew this Bai Zhen was coveting her body.

“It was you who didn’t want to wear it…”

Hua Mu had thought she had her subdued, but she didn’t expect a retort. She almost died of anger.

She had been kissed so many times, touched in so many places, and lost so much face! Couldn’t this Sentinel who took every advantage just let her have her way for once, just to ease her mind?

She remembered everything now; in the end, nothing happened. The pain was just muscle soreness from the fever, and the pleasure was as fleeting as a passing cloud-it’s not like being kissed was pleasurable! She had just slept well on a human cushion, that’s all.

“…I’m hungry.”

She should probably eat first.