Xie Zhixing pulled her into his embrace, muttering gloomily, "If you want her again and not me, she'll be on the brink of breaking bones."
Gong Mei signaled Xue Ya to leave, ensuring the Emperor's eyes wouldn't catch sight of her, indicating she would stay behind to attend to him. Understanding, Xue Ya lowered her head and retreated, without even a whisper of footsteps.
Understanding his meaning, Yun Jiao grabbed him, "Don't scare my palace maid; how could you compare the two of us?"
"There's a saying that children not on good terms often mean parents lacking virtue. I scare her because you compare me to her."
"But she's not male..."
"My admiration for you is like that of a man for a lady, and more than that."
In his arms, Yun Jiao pouted.
No wonder someone educated could articulate his overwhelming possessiveness so nicely.
