Wei Jin's heart had been pierced by an arrow.
He stared at Su Luo, with every inch of his body crying out in a fury, his clenched fists seemed like they grew barbs. An urge building up in him to take a hard punch at her.
Wanting to hurt her body.
But in the end, he did nothing, only forcing a strained smile: "The princess was afraid of the wind, and that was why she closed the door!"
Su Luo was unsatisfied with his explanation and she craned her neck to take a glance inside. With a sarcastic smile, she commented: "It's your pleasure to enjoy tea, but why is there such darkness in the room? Are you not worried about grabbing the wrong cup, or touching something you shouldn't?"
The color drained from Wei Jin's face: "Madam Duke of Qi, it seems you have overstepped your boundaries! It's not your place to comment on how the princess and I get along!"