Xiaoyao was taken aback, realizing she had let something slip.
These were things her master had told her never to reveal to anyone.
"There's nothing like that... I've been with my master since I was young," she explained hesitantly.
Seeing that he was still holding her wrist, Xiaoyao furrowed her brow and shook it vigorously.
"Prince Yexuan, don't you find it very strange? Your fiancée is nearby, yet you run off to another girl's room, to be all lovey-dovey with another girl..."
"Is it being lovey-dovey that I am doing with you? Do you even qualify for that?" he scoffed.
Xiaoyao really wanted to slap away that mocking smile at the corner of his lips!
"If it's not being lovey-dovey, then what are you doing holding my hand?"
"I am merely interrogating a criminal," he replied.
"You are the criminal!" Dog of a man! Utterly outrageous!
"As Jian Wuying's disciple, you are a criminal in my presence," he stated.
"Then lock me up!" Why bully people here?