Shufeng cautiously crept nearer to Li Ji. She was afraid to raise her eyelids, but saw perfectly under the lashes that His Highness was looking at her face attentively.
Then his words grazed her ear in a soft whisper, "Since you do not want to admit it, then how about I say it for you." With that same odd grin widening his mouth as heretofore, he pursued: "You do not want to leave my side because you have romantic feelings for me, is it not so?"
Her eyes seemed bursting from their sockets!
At that time a cool midnight breeze blew in, and Li Ji could not tell that either it was the cold or his brazen remark that gave her shivers.
Casting a glance in the direction of the open window, words randomly tumbled down her mouth, jabbering on about a warm cup of tea. "Brrr! It got chilly all of a sudden... Pu'er or Yellow tea?... or Yacca leaves? They were harvested before the third's month rain... and some Agrimony of early spring, maybe?"
