His steps halted suddenly, his gaze stiffly inching downward until it clashed with Mingshu's limpid eyes, which reflected his form, tinged with red at their corners, harboring shattered light.
Si Chu's train of thought briefly dulled, his mouth opening as he attempted to speak, but for a moment he didn't know how to begin and instead, his ears reddened first.
Mingshu watched as his entire face swiftly turned the color of shrimp, while he stubbornly tried to keep a composed expression; yet his flustered eyes undeniably betrayed the turmoil within him.
After what seemed like an eternity, he pursed his lips and spoke with a dignity that was cold and intimidating, "You, a woman... how can you... how can you be so unreserved! What impropriety!"
He had watched over her the entire previous night, only to attend the early court session, and in his short absence, she had already started to act coquettishly! If this continued, what would become of them?
