Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!

Just as Shen Tang approached the bedside, leaning forward as usual, ready to hand him the glass of water.

Xue Yansi’s breath subtly stilled, instinctively shifting his gaze away, his throat dryly swallowing, body tensing even tighter, feeling like he was a solid block of stone.

Just from smelling her scent, being so close to her...

All the sensations, temperatures, and fragrances from last night’s memories seemed to awaken instantly.

Blood flowed faster, heart pounding heavily and distinctly in his chest.

A familiar, burning tension quietly rose again, carrying a clearer premonition than before, and... a "expectation" that even he found alarming.

He even leaned back slightly, subconsciously trying to create some distance, yet felt like he was tethered by invisible strings, unable to move.

Shen Tang seemed to notice the man’s stiff and unnatural reaction, briefly pausing, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face, "What’s wrong? Do you feel unwell?"

"...I’m fine." He replied briefly and hoarsely, speaking even less than usual, as if hiding something.

Yet Shen Tang clearly didn’t believe him.

Her gaze moved from the man’s increasingly deep and obscured violet eyes to his slightly heaving and somewhat tense chest.

Then, in a completely unexpected move for Xue Yansi, she acted with extreme boldness.

She placed the glass on the bedside table, suddenly leaned over anew, extended her right hand, and gently pressed her palm against his left chest, over his heart.

Her hand was soft and warm, even slightly burning.

Through the layer of silk pajamas, that warmth was clearly imprinted on his chest.

Xue Yansi’s whole body trembled violently, his eyes snapped up to look at her, pupils constricting, "You—"

He wanted to brush her hand away, wanted to reprimand sharply, but his body seemed cursed, frozen in place.

His heart, beneath her palm, was beating even more wildly.

Thump thump, thump thump—!

Heavy and swift, as if trying to break free from the confines of his chest.

"Let go! What are you doing?" Xue Yansi suddenly regained his senses, clenched his teeth and shouted in anger, his demeanor losing the usual icy calmness, breathing turning rapid, chest heaving violently.

He moved back, as if trying to escape her.

Yet Shen Tang pressed her knee against the bed edge, forcibly holding him down, preventing him from escaping.

Shen Tang didn’t look at his shocked and subtly angry face but lowered her head, focusing on the uncontrollable rhythm beneath her palm.

Then, she slowly lifted her eyes, gazing into the deep turmoil within his violet eyes, her own gaze no longer frantic or innocent, but rather certain.

She softly spoke:

"Why is your heart always beating so fast?"

Not "why is it now so fast," but "always."

Boom!

That sentence was like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through Xue Yansi’s chaotic thoughts, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Deep in his mind, a forgotten, hidden fog seemed to be quietly dissipating.

The heartbeat beneath her palm grew even more unruly.

The black fog surrounding Xue Yansi reappeared as if scorched, violently churning.

Several wisps of fog uncontrollably entwined around him, as if trying to penetrate the center of his consciousness, futilely attempting to "devour" this emotion that should not exist.

Yet this time, the effect was minimal.

Even though the black fog tried its best to devour Xue Yansi’s emotions, his emotions now surged like a volcanic eruption, uncontrollable.

Those black fog-formed little snakes seemed painfully scorched, hissing quickly dissipating from around him.

Xue Yansi vaguely thought he had forgotten something, yet seemed on the brink of remembering something.

His head suddenly ached intensely, making him involuntarily emit a painful groan, his temple veins protruding, complexion turning pale again, as if cold sweat was seeping through.

His heart still beat fast, but no longer with the previous passion, instead carrying a piercing pain, like a punishment.

Seeing him like this, Shen Tang hurriedly extended a hand to grasp his, channeling her healing ability entirely into his body.

Though she couldn’t completely sever that thing within him, she could weaken its power a bit.

The pain on Xue Yansi’s face finally eased a little, his previously blurred vision becoming clear again.

Then, he saw the female in front of him, her eyes unexpectedly filled with tears.

Xue Yansi was stupefied.

Did she cry?

Feel sad for him?

Xue Yansi only felt his thoughts increasingly chaotic, like something trying to burst forth.

"Don’t avoid me anymore." Shen Tang held his hand, pressing it against her face, her expression revealing a complex sorrow and reminiscence.

She affectionately said, "You like me, don’t you?"