"That's my business."
Song Lianhe spread her hands and said unhurriedly, "Since you don't need my help with your problems, then we've said all there is to say. We're even. Prince Qing, you may leave now. A lone man and woman in a room together... if anyone were to see, it would ruin my reputation."
She turned her back to him and waved a hand dismissively. "I won't see you out."
There was no sound from behind her for a long moment. When she finally couldn't resist turning back, Zhou Cangyan was already gone.
'Tch. He really just left like that?'
She hung her head and kicked idly at the floor, her eyes filled with disappointment.
Outside the open window, a man stood on the roof ridge of the opposite pavilion. His eyes were cold, his profile as exquisite as carved jade.
