Ling Kong sarcastically said, "So, if I hadn’t found out, you would have just kept it a secret?"
"..." Yiyi scratched her head. If that were true, she certainly would have done so.
What’s wrong with that? Neither of them owed each other anything, so there was really no need to be as petty as ordinary couples.
"Ha, I understand now." Ling Kong let out a laugh with an unclear aning, but instead of a laugh, it was more like a sound forced out from his throat. The anger in his heart was beyond words.
She didn’t think her silence was so outrageous at all.
Since then, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was weirdly silent and stiff.
Ultimately, it was Yiyi who broke the deadlock.
"Actually, it doesn’t matter if I don’t go. After all, you found soone else to help you wear the dal."
After she said this, Yiyi regretted it a bit. The atmosphere was awkward just now, but at least he hadn’t gotten angry. Bringing up this matter herself was really a stupid move.
She didn’t even understand herself, why she blurted out this sentence. She clearly didn’t an to question him, yet the words sounded a bit jealous.
"It seems you also saw the live stream. Well, you were at the banquet scene! So, you saw the duchess helping put on the dal. What do you think?" Ling Kong imdiately questioned her, his tone sharp, but there was a hint of nervousness underneath his voice.
If she felt jealous, if she felt angry, at least it would prove that she had so feelings for him.
He noticed at that ti, she didn’t stay to watch his whole ceremony and left, did that an it made her uncomfortable, she didn’t want to see the scene of him with another woman?
Yiyi was stunned.
After a long ti, she quietly said.
"Everyone says you two are a perfect match, a handso man and a beautiful woman who are a feast for the eyes."
"I’m asking how you feel? Seeing such a scene, do you have no feelings at all? Tell , your opinion." Ling Kong angrily questioned, his voice raising an octave, almost exploding. Who cares what others think of him? He didn’t take anyone present seriously, nor did he care about their opinions.
He only cared about what she thought, wanting to know what she actually felt at that mont?
For a relationship he had forcibly decided upon, even he, usually so self-assured and powerful, lacked confidence. She was always so nonchalant, making it hard for him to feel assured. He needed to know whether she had any feelings for him at all.
Yiyi lowered her head in silence for a while, then looked up, her tone relaxed, vaguely smiling.
"My opinion is about the sa, you are indeed a perfect match, standing together like golden boy and jade girl, a perfect pair."
Ling Kong’s whole body trembled, that face which remained composed and steady even in front of the empress, at this mont cracked inch by inch, his eyes widened, full of disbelief.
"Ha, your words are really..." vicious.
He furrowed his brows, unable to continue because it was as if every light yet heartless word she uttered turned into a thin blade that pierced through his heart, leaving it full of holes, bleeding profusely, and indescribably painful.
"I ask you, were you serious about what you said?" His breathing was unsteady, his tone shifting from uncontrolled anger to deep sadness.
He only hoped that her lighthearted tone was a joke, albeit one that made him angry and hard to accept.
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