172: Chapter 89 Watching a Play_4 172: Chapter 89 Watching a Play_4 And his lips carried a smile as he slowly, inch by inch, leaned forward, the closer he got, the colder it felt.
His eyes, shimring like a pool of water, made one involuntarily hold their breath.
Yet his voice was indistinctly hoarse as he said, “Eyes are the sprouts of emotion.
Your eyes have betrayed your heart.”
Jiang Li said, “I have not.”
“You have soone in your heart,” he said.
Jiang Li: “I have not.”
“This person is in your heart; you do not love, but you hate them deeply,” he said with a smile.
Jiang Li was stunned, and that phrase “I have not” sohow beca stuck in her throat.
The young man was like a demon skilled in reading people’s hearts, everything in the world could not escape his eyes.
Jiang Li couldn’t help but wonder if this person could see through all lies, understand all betrayals.
Because his charming eyes could captivate everyone, except for himself.
He lived too wakefully, and was destined not to be too happy.
In that mont, Jiang Li felt a strange sense of relief.
In the few confrontations she had with Duke Su, Jih Heng, never once had she co out on top.
Though she had not been at a disadvantage either, Jiang Li was well aware that the oppressive pressure indeed made her very uncomfortable.
But at this mont, she understood that soone like Duke Su, Jih Heng could indeed see everything very clearly.
Yet those who lived too clearly, too aware, often suffered greatly.
Ignorance is bliss.
It was as if, for once, in so way, Jih Heng was destined not to surpass her.
Jiang Li suddenly curved her brows and eyes as if relaxing her tensed body in that instant.
She looked at Jih Heng and smiled, “Whatever the Duke says goes.”
Not expecting Jiang Li to suddenly give in and speak so freely, a flash of surprise crossed Jih Heng’s eyes.
Jiang Li gently freed herself from Jih Heng’s hand, and Jih Heng let go of the hand propping up his chin and readjusted the folding fan in his grip.
He once again took on a manner of polite courtesy, donning his sheepskin.
“The Duke loves watching plays so much, are you not afraid that one day you’ll be part of a play yourself, becoming a laughingstock?”
Jih Heng’s gaze darkened slightly, as if surprised that Jiang Li not only didn’t retreat but also spoke such a provocative line.
“Does Miss Jiang the Second think I am the kind of person who becos part of the play?” With a flick of his fan, he replied in a tone neither light nor heavy, “I am not as rciful as the Second Miss.”
The aning was, he was not as kind as Jiang Li; he would not shed tears for the irrelevant sorrows and joys of others.
“A play is just a play; it should not be taken seriously,” he said nearly tenderly, but the sentence was cruel.
“A person within a play does not realize they are part of it,” Jiang Li said softly, “Just as I encounter stories here that move , perhaps one day, you will too.”
Although her words were gentle, the look in her eyes as she watched Jih Heng carried a hint of stubbornness.
This made her seem finally like a “young lady,” but her way of speaking remained tactful and profoundly aningful.
“Then let’s destroy this play,” Jih Heng smiled amiably, “I don’t play the role of an actor.”
This straightforward and brutal line was so typical of Jih Heng!
Jiang Li felt sowhat frustrated.
Jih Heng was fundantally a dictator at heart; he didn’t need to consider others’ thoughts, nor did he care about their opinions.
In his heart, he already held a scale, only adding weights as necessary.
No one could beco his weight, so it was certain that no one would beco his weak spot.
He was destined not to be threatened by anyone, for he had no vulnerabilities, and thus, everyone feared him.
Jiang Li said coldly, “Then I wish the Duke can always be an onlooker like today!” She did not understand what had gotten into her, why she felt compelled to co here and spar with Jih Heng.
A person like Jih Heng was best to be avoided as much as possible.
But he was just too good at stirring up the pride deep in her bones, making her engage more than intended in conversation with him.
He truly was a master at manipulating people’s hearts!
However, in this world, those who play with eagles often get their eyes pecked out—a fact not so rare.
Jiang Li said, “What blooms in profusion will surely wither; the light-hearted bear lasting depth.” She humd softly to herself and turned to walk towards Kong Liu.
Jih Heng stood there dumbfounded.
After thinking it over, he almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Jiang Li was warning him: the frail things in life may be the ones to leave the deepest impression in the end.
His excesses might well lead to retribution soday.
Kong Liu was mumbling with Lu Jiu, wondering if Jih Heng and Jiang Li were about to start an argunt when they suddenly saw Jiang Li approaching.
He squeezed out a reasonably friendly smile and said to Jiang Li, “Why has Miss Jiang the Second co over?
Won’t you continue watching?”
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