Ye Yiheng's voice was low and deep, "I did not purposefully abstain from eating."
Leng Yu Yan cried, not because he wouldn't eat, but because the squeezing of her fingers wounded her.
Nevertheless, the man hadn't realized, embracing her with one hand while tightly gripping her slender fingers with the other.
Therefore, she went with the flow and said, "The Princess of Nandian was born noble, unlike me. Not to mention my origin, I was thrown into the mountains as a child, so naturally, I would have the manners of the wild. It is only reasonable that Your Highness looks down on me."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Yiheng slightly loosened his grip, "If you feed me now, I will definitely eat."
Leng Yu Yan took the opportunity to pull her hand out of his palm, "My hand hurts."
Only then did Ye Yiheng notice the wound on her fingertip. He felt a twinge in his heart, grabbed her finger and placed it in his mouth.
