C23 It Is Not up to You to Refute

Why are you angry?

She didn't understand. Was he angry because she didn't eat, or was it because of something?

Lin Xuecha was unable to fathom the man's thoughts.

Suddenly, the two sides of her jaw felt a chill. No, it wasn't just one level, the faint scent of black bamboo entered her nose. Lin Xuecha's breathing stagnated as the man in front of her had already grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise his head.

Lin Xuecha looked up and was forced to look at him, only to see his lips parted slightly. His voice was cold and clear, yet powerful, slowly entering his ears.

"It is not up to you to refute This King's order." The man looked down at her condescendingly.

"This is This King's second rule. Do you understand?"

Lin Xuecha was startled.

The man in her eyes had a variety of attitude toward her. Sometimes he was bad, sometimes he was bad. He had good intentions, sometimes he was bad.

When she didn't answer, the man suddenly drew closer. His pitch-black eyes stared at her as he asked, "Huh?"

If an ordinary woman was this close to an ordinary man, the only thought in her mind would be that this person was already trying to molest her, or perhaps it could be said that he was trying to molest her …

However …

Lin Xuecha did not think that way. In Su Nanxing's eyes, she did not find any trace of tenderness or ridicule, only a lump of black, a bit of oppression, and a sliver of danger.

Not only did she not resist, but she calmed down and said, "I'll remember this."

If Su Nanxing's goal was to teach an obedient student and treat her well, she thought that she could cooperate.

Su Nanxing let go of her chin and turned to walk out, "Eat."

Lin Xuecha looked at his back for a moment.

Her body slowly relaxed as she instinctively tensed up. She followed behind him.

Su Nanxing passed the book that Lin Xuecha was reading over to Qian Wu and sat on the main seat.

It was a very long, square table. Lin Xuecha was well-mannered and should have been sitting at Su Nanxing's opposite side, but he was summoned by Su Nanxing and sat at the right side of the table.

If by a single standard, there was the honored position of a prince's mansion, where a male and female master sat, then it would seem that Lin Xuecha was sitting on the seat of the palace's mistress.

She sat down with a frown. In terms of etiquette, Lin Xuecha had always felt that Su Nanxing was either …

He had been away from the capital for too long and had forgotten about the difference between men and women.

He did it on purpose.

Available...

His intention, however, was completely consciously nurturing the reverence and modesty of the future mistress of the Ninth Prince Palace.

Lin Xuecha thought about it seriously.

A few days ago, she was still the fifth sister-in-law of this Lord Jing Ran and there were no interactions between them …

It was impossible for Su Nanxing to have that kind of thought, coupled with his actions, even though it was ambiguous, he clearly understood.

She unconsciously touched her lower jaw. Just then, he had pinched her tightly. He had clearly exerted a lot of force, but she didn't feel much pain. However, he didn't show any mercy to the fairer sex …

He shouldn't have that intention towards her …?

Before she could come to a conclusion, the delicacies on the table had already been served.

Su Nanxing glanced at her, seeing her pick up a porcelain bowl and pick up a piece of tofu, she lowered her eyes and started to eat slowly.

It looks all right.

Nothing was wrong.

He knew, however, that the moment she displayed this kind of expression and behavior, she would be pondering over some difficult questions.

Trouble...

The corner of Su Nanxing's lips suddenly curled up, and a trace of a joyful smile slipped past his pitch-black eyes.

What he wanted wasn't just "thorny", it was just …

After all, "vicious hands" were his true colors.