"Now, I'm utterly stuck here!" Xing Huan whispered.
She didn't draw the blanket away from her face, sweats of shame had beaded on her face. Her palm rested on his cold space. Why did he leave when he stopped her midway?
Why was an annotation of life always tough to embrace? She was shocked and confused by what she did! Until now, she never asked a man to serve her.
Why couldn't she just send him away? Was it lust that pushed her to smear herself to his scent?
After this, she couldn't let go of him, she couldn't let him be away and run a life out of her sight!
...
The prince flew back to his chamber, taking the Erhu master Qin had borrowed him. He turned back to leave when master Qin came out of the shadow!
His face was dark and seemed to be fierce! His piercing gazes scorched in bones.
"Why?"
The prince raised his eyebrow! Was he in a place to question him about his affairs? He doubted if they dealt over this matter.
