Zhu Lin burst into tears loudly.
He wept tears of grievance and grief, and he wept in an earth-shattering fashion, attracting queer looks from people nearby. Those who didn't know better would think that his entire family had been executed by Xiao Jin!
Xiao Jin found his behavior downright embarrassing. He instructed the Imperial Guards to drag him back to the Imperial study at once. The hall door was then closed, blocking out all inquisitive stares.
"Zhu Lin, shut up at once!"
Zhu Lin was still wailing with his eyes closed.
Su Ying rubbed the spot between her brows that was throbbing. "If you don't shut up, I'll kick you like a ball."
Zhu Lin's sobs came to an abrupt halt, and he looked at Su Ying with an aggrieved but joyous expression. That expression of a submissive wife made Su Ying feel downright disgusted.
Su Ying sat down on a chair. "I heard that you insisted on seeing me? Tell me. What is it regarding?"
