Chu Yuxiao's smile froze in an instant, and a sharp glint flashed across his eyes.
"Madam, are you suggesting that your husband is very filthy?"
"Ah, I did not say that, my lord, you need not belittle yourself so."
Her chin was pinched again, and this time with considerable force.
Su Yan was about to cry out in pain.
Chu Yuxiao leaned in, and their faces were almost touching.
"Nan Zhao Su Yan, I can't help but wonder, how does a recently recovered fool have such a sharp tongue?"
His voice was very soft yet chilling to the bone.
Su Yan blinked her large eyes and asked innocently,
"Am I sharp-tongued? I was merely stating facts."
Chu Yuxiao looked at her, released her suddenly, and laughed,
"It seems I have indeed failed as a husband if my wife hates me so much. To atone for my sins, how about I stay tonight to keep my wife company?"
Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, he was going to stay?
This couldn't happen!
She didn't want to share a bed with a stallion.
