Sheng Li's sleep broke abruptly in the morning. He was bewildered to see Ying Lili was sleeping while hugging him. Her one leg was above his and her face was buried in Sheng Li's chest. Sheng Li thought to move Ying Lili away from him, but then something mischievous hit his mind. He smiled and closed his eyes.
After three hours, Ying Lili woke up and felt as if she was hugging a person. She immediately opened her eyes and found she was hugging Sheng Li. She moved back when she saw Sheng Li was sleeping. Taking a breath of relief, she quietly pulled her hand back from Sheng Li's waist and her leg from above his leg.
She placed her hand near her chest and took a breath of relief. Her head was aching so, placed her hand on one side of her head. She sat up on the bed and murmured, "How much did I drink last night?" Closing her eyes, she rubbed her forehead, using her fingers.
'I-I like you, but I will not confess until you will…' She shouted but then she put her palm on her mouth. "No, no. How could I say this?" Ying Lili's eyes widened as she recalled everything that had happened last night.
She moved her left sleeve up and saw she had painted a butterfly on her wrist. Unable to believe that she had done such a thing, she moved towards Sheng Li and grasped his left hand gently. Moving his sleeve up, she saw the butterfly that she had painted on his wrist, too.
"What did I do?" Ying Lili felt a little melancholy. The previous day, Governor's Tzu daughter had given her that special ink which, once used, could not be erased. Ying Lili had thought that when Sheng Li would confess to her, she would draw butterflies in their left hands, but the opposite happened. She not only confessed to Sheng Li but also drew that.
"How would I face him? I know he will pretend that nothing happened last night. I made the biggest mistake of my life- agreeing to drink wine with him. I not only confessed but did other weird things too," she internally cursed herself.
Ying Lili formed in her imagination: what would be Sheng Li's reaction to her confession?
"You confessed to me last night that you like me," Sheng Li said. She lifted her head and peered into her husband's eyes. "So, do you like me?" Sheng Li queried.
Ying Lili felt nothing coming out of her mouth as she saw Sheng Li too had sat up on the bed. When Sheng Li did not get any answer from Ying Lili, he turned to get out of the bed when Ying Lili caught his hand by holding the edge of his sleeve, thus stopping him from going.
"Where are you going? Since I already confessed, then I shall agree to that. I like you and have fallen for you," Ying Lili veraciously said.
Sheng Li turned to look at her and smirked. "You lost the bet, Lili." Ying Lili found that Sheng Li was more concerned about that bet than her confession, which disheartened and at the same time exasperated her.
Ying Lili shook her head and came out of her imagined scenario.
"He would plainly reject me if he asked me this. What shall I do now?" Ying Lili thought as she opened her eyes and looked at Sheng Li who was still sleeping.
She hit herself on the forehead for saying all those things to Sheng Li by tightly shutting her eyes when she heard the voice of Sheng Li, "Why are you hitting yourself?"
Ying Lili opened her eyes and looked straight at him. Her heartbeats were raised because she knew that Sheng Li would now laugh at her which saddened her.
Sheng Li sat up on the bed. "You were so wild last night," she heard him and widened her eyes.
"Did I trouble you too much?" Ying Lili asked while stuttering.
"No. I enjoyed that side of yours," Sheng Li replied and smiled. He lifted his left sleeve and showed Ying Lili his wrist. "You drew this and told me to find the meaning of this," Sheng Li asserted. Ying Lili clutched her dress tightly because she knew that Sheng Li was going to say something which she did not want to hear.
Sheng Li observed Ying Lili's movements. "I will not ask you about the confession because that was in the drunkard state and one shall not believe drunkard talks. I want you to admit in your right mind so, I want you to say that you acknowledge your feelings for me. But I can keep doing my work till you confess," Sheng Li thought and peered at Ying Lili.
"You were attractive last night," Sheng Li stated. Ying Lili looked at him in bewilderment and asked him what he meant by that.
Sheng Li leaned closer to Ying Lili and brought her closer to him by placing his hand on her nape. "I meant what I said," he whispered and leaned back. His hand automatically came to Ying Lili's face as he touched her lips.
Ying Lili was thinking why was Sheng Li not asking about the confession when she heard him say, "You asked me to kiss you. But you were drunk, so I thought not to do that else you would have carried an angry cat face all day."
"Huh?" Ying Lili did not think that he would be so thoughtful, but then she was confused why he was not asking about the confession.
Sheng Li's thumb was moving above Ying Lili's lips while his other fingers were caressing her cheek. "Tell me the meaning of this butterfly," Sheng Li said as he put his hand down.
"Uh… this! You need to find out this yourself," Ying Lili pronounced and got down from the bed. Before Sheng Li could ask her further questions, she ran inside the washroom and shut the door tightly.
Sheng Li smiled at seeing Ying Lili's acts and called for the maidservant inside and told her to prepare the bath for them. The maidservant bowed her head and left from there.
