Li Ji at once looked at him. "To do what?"
No sooner than the words had travelled to her ears that her face clearly looked a sorry sight, immediately realising she'd given Shufeng a cue for his pert reply:
"To do just what you think," he murmured breathlessly, his slender fingers lightly tapping the dreadful book of bedroom's arts.
Her irises swirled again and her frown grew. Even if they were the closest of companions everyday, they still had a distance between them like the moon above and the earth below since she was, foremost, the prince's subordinate.
For this reason, his outlandish behaviour could only overwhelm her with a sense of tragedy. Of all the companions the universe could have sent, she was forever in gratitude that it were His Highness and also Jian she met.
