"Scared speechless, why remain silent?" she said in a deep voice.
Chen Yi sighed inwardly; the more she warns him like this, the less she truly wishes to fall out with him.
The mountain tiger shuns closeness, hence it roars ferociously.
"Have you enjoyed yourself these past days?" Chen Yi asked.
Qin Qingluo's gaze sparkled suddenly, "What do you mean?" she retorted.
"These days I accompany the Prince, always considering myself a minister, adhering to duty, following orders... The Prince must find it quite amusing."
His words fell one by one, expressionless as he spoke, while Qin Qingluo's face gradually showed some gloom.
He never reacts well to coercion, soft words are his preference. How could she not know his true nature, aware that his flattery these days is all insincere, yet it aligns with her intentions, so exposing it is pointless, better to see through and not speak of it.
Now he has spoken frankly; she was unsure of his intent.
