She hadn't treated him like the men from the Phoenix Cry, so how could she possibly have gotten him some ridiculous accessories?
Ye Lihan didn't believe her at all.
"Hmph. Li Jue is your person. Without your orders, would she dare act on her own?"
Su Qiao sighed helplessly. "Sigh, why do you never believe me? Everything I said was the honest truth."
Ye Lihan did not want to continue this topic with her, so he changed the subject. "Did Prince Rui come today because you need me to cooperate with something?"
"No."
Su Qiao yawned without the slightest concern for her image, then lazily sprawled across the stone table. In low spirits, she said, "I handed all the political affairs to the Little Emperor. I was bored, so I came to see you."
Ye Lihan was a little speechless.
She was being far too casual.
A prince with no proper sitting posture, even yawning in front of a man like him.
Still, there was no denying that she seemed more like a woman this way—and was also easier on the eyes.
"Prince Rui, be careful not to raise a tiger that turns on you."
Su Qiao lazily lay on the table and glanced sideways at him. "Don't worry. I still have to protect you. I won't get brought down by a Little Wolf Cub."
There was nothing wrong with what she said, but for some reason, Ye Lihan felt that something was off.
It seemed... it seemed to carry a hint of ambiguity?
"Cough, cough."
Ye Lihan coughed lightly twice, concealing the trace of discomfort on his face.
"As long as you know your limits. I'm just afraid you'll lose your head and agree to anything after someone cries a couple of times in front of you."
Even Su