Angry?
Yun Jinnian found it amusing.
"No!" Yun Jinnian said, and then turned her head away.
Chu Yu pursed his lips, "You’re lying. You say you’re not angry, but you’re ignoring !"
Yun Jinnian didn’t bother to pay attention to Chu Yu and started to walk away.
Chu Yu reached out and grabbed Yun Jinnian’s arm.
Chu Yu was very tall and sturdy. In front of him, Yun Jinnian looked pitifully small.
His hand was also very large; gripping Yun Jinnian’s arm, because it was sumr and the clothing was thin, Chu Yu felt not flesh but what seed to be just a bone.
Yet the palm of his hand felt burning hot, and then he quickly released her and stepped back a few steps.
After taking a deep breath, he handed a brocade box to Yun Jinnian, and cautiously said, "Here, these dical books are rare volus. I’m giving them to you. Please, don’t be angry, alright?"
Yun Jinnian had intended to say who would want that.
But to her, gold, silver, jewels, and fine silk fabrics really weren’t that appealing, but she greatly valued these dical books.
However, she didn’t want to forgive Chu Yu so quickly. Otherwise, he might continue to manipulate her in the future, which could be deadly for her.
She didn’t take the brocade box and walked past Chu Yu.
Hei and Henuan imdiately followed her.
Chu Yu stood there stunned, utterly bewildered.
Not even wanting the rare dical books, was she that angry?
He hurried after Yun Jinnian, once again blocking her path, "Jinnian, Jinnian..."
"What can I do for you, Prince Rui?" Yun Jinnian’s voice was distant and cool.
Suddenly so estranged, Chu Yu felt a mixture of pain and panic in his chest.
He looked at Yun Jinnian incredulously, while Yun Jinnian, head lifted without a trace of fear, also stared at Chu Yu.
Determination was written all over her small face.
In the end, it was Chu Yu who conceded and stepped aside.
Yun Jinnian also disregarded him and walked away.
Chu Yu watched as Yun Jinnian, with Hei and Henuan, entered a guest house, and the door to it closed behind them.
A bang was heard.
Chu Yu’s body trembled slightly.
Clutching the brocade box, he stood in place, not knowing where to go, just standing there straight.
Inside the guest house, Yun Jinnian stood for a long ti before saying, "Hei, go out and see if His Highness is still there. If he is, let him co in. Henuan, go ask Mother Song for a pot of tea!"
Hei hurriedly opened the gate and seeing Chu Yu still standing there, felt a flicker of joy and quickly approached, bowing to Chu Yu, "Your Highness, my young lady invites you in to talk!"
Chu Yu was startled for a mont, then ecstatic, he strode toward the guest house. Upon entering, he saw Yun Jinnian sitting on the steps under the eaves, and he quickly sat down beside her.
"I’m sorry!!" Chu Yu apologized earnestly, feeling sowhat uneasy in his heart.
He was afraid Yun Jinnian was angry, and just as afraid she would ignore him.
Yun Jinnian turned her head to look at Chu Yu, and seeing his handso face full of remorse, she scoffed coldly, "What did you do wrong?"
"I was wrong not to ask for your consent before revealing to aunt that you have dical skills. I promise it won’t happen again!"
Thinking of her cold, indifferent, and distant gaze, calling him Prince Rui with icy frost in her voice, his heart ached—how could there be a next ti?
"That’s what you said. If there is a next ti, I really won’t pay attention to you again!" Yun Jinnian snapped.
"Yes, yes, I’ve got it. I won’t dare do it again!"
Yun Jinnian huffed, took off the purse tied around her waist, opened it, and took out a red purse embroidered with auspicious clouds and the words ’Amitabha Buddha’ in golden thread.
It looked peaceful and sanctified.
She handed it to Chu Yu, mimicking his tone, "Here, this is for you, take it and fiddle with it!"
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