In order to expedite progress, Su Ying chose to travel day and night, wishing she could arrive at her destination immediately. However, halfway through the journey, Su Ming encountered a problem with her body and had to rest at an inn in a small town.

In order to prevent anyone from recognizing Su Ming, Su Ying tightly wrapped Su Ming in a cloak and held her closely as they entered the inn. As Su Ming fumed silently in his arms, Su Ying couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement. He hummed a tune as he settled Su Ming onto the bed.

Unbuttoning his cloak, he discovered that Su Ming's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. After a moment of consideration, he called out loudly for someone to prepare hot water.

Su Ming heard Su Ying say he wanted to give him a bath while he was lying in bed, and couldn't help but think of the scene from when he was locked in the hot spring not long ago. He couldn't help but struggle hard, but his body was weak, and even his fingers were difficult to move.

Su Ying looked at Su Ming's struggling appearance and found it somewhat amusing. He leaned down and kissed his forehead saying, "Brother, don't worry. This is a perfect opportunity for us to strengthen our brotherly bond. Allow me to personally attend to your bath."

Su Ming's handsome face turned red with anger, saying, "I don't need your help."

Su Ying gently played with a strand of Su Ming's hair as he said, "It's better not to bother Brother now, considering how difficult it is for him to even move."

As they spoke, the bathtub had already been carried in. Su Ying lowered herself to lift Su Ming up, slowly guiding her hand to rest on Su Ming's waist. Feeling the familiar warmth there, Su Ming's whole body tensed up again.

Su Ying chuckled softly as he keenly sensed the changes in Su Ming's body. "My body has become so sensitive to me now, it's truly surprising. However..." He lightly brushed Su Ming's nose bridge, wearing a devilish smile on his face. "Once your body recovers, how about enjoying a night of passion together every night?"

Suying watched with satisfaction as Suming's face blushed with success. Swiftly, Suying placed Suming into the bathtub and grabbed a piece of silk cloth to rub against his body. As he looked at the steam enveloping Suming's body, a sensation stirred in his throat. Suddenly, he was overwhelmed with the urge to bathe with Suming. He placed the silk cloth on the edge of the bathtub and undressed himself, taking a step forward into the bathtub.

Su Ming had already relaxed her entire body, which had been soaked in warm water. The gentle touch of silk brushing against her skin was so comfortable that she began to feel drowsy. Suddenly, a familiar sensation overwhelmed her completely.

Su Ming's whole body shuddered, and with a swift motion, she tried to stand up. Unfortunately, her weak body wouldn't cooperate, and she found herself unable to stand.

Upon seeing his older brother's appearance, Su Ying spoke up, saying, "Brother, there's no need to worry. It's just that getting hot water in this inn in the town is quite difficult, so it's better for us not to waste it."

Su Ming stiffened her body and leaned against his chest, not knowing whether she had heard or not heard these words.

Su Ying looked at Su Ming's damp ink-black hair sticking to her back, coupled with her overly fair skin. Su Ying's breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

Su Mingmin quickly noticed this change, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only stand frozen in place.

"Damn it." Su Ying cursed silently, forcefully suppressing his desires. He stepped out of the bathtub and grabbed a silk cloth to dry Su Ming's body and hair, to prevent her from catching a cold. Then, he tucked her into the blankets.

After arranging everything for Su Ming properly, Su Ying finally jumped into the already cool water and hurriedly washed himself.

She blew out the candles and lay down beside Su Ming. Gazing at her brother's peaceful profile, both of them remained silent. In the darkness, Su Ming, half asleep and half awake, seemed to hear Su Ying say, "If only we could go back to our childhood with our brother, how wonderful it would be."

The passing years wash away not only innocence, but also the gradually deteriorating emotions. Or rather, it is better to say that those feelings have been hidden in the heart for years, only awaiting a detonating trigger.