Wu Yun moves towards the window, and tries to have a look inside. However, this pavilion is built on top of a tall platform, unlike the simple buildings of the servant quarters, many of them built directly onto the ground, and Wu Yun isn't tall enough to peek inside.
"Do you want help? I can hold you up so you can see," Shu Luan says, wrapping his hands around Wu Yun's hips as if he means to raise him in the air.
Wu Yun shoves him away with a glare. "Did I ask you for anything?"
He doesn't understand what has gotten into him. Why is he suddenly flirting shamelessly, and trying to find any opportunity to touch Wu Yun?
Isn't he supposed to be madly in love with Ling Yan? How can he be tired of waiting already?
He feels angry on Ling Yan's behalf. He went through so much for Shu Luan, only for him to move on as soon as he set eyes on someone else.
Privately, he's glad that he has much better taste, and that Lan Tian is nothing like Shu Luan.
