Xia Xuan, who had just appeared, focused all his attention on Zi Yan. As for Lin Ming beside her, his aura was plain and restrained, with nothing remarkable about him.
To Xia Xuan, he was at most this beautiful Zi Yan's attendant or companion. Why would he be worth a second glance?
Zi Yan's lovely face grew even colder at Xia Xuan's behavior.
After all, she was not some ignorant girl who could be fooled by empty courtesies and fake smiles. She had seen the undisguised lust in Xia Xuan's eyes quite clearly.
Now, not only did he show no restraint, but he even nodded and smiled at her with an elegant demeanor, as though his earlier offense had never happened. That self-satisfied pretense stirred an inexplicable fury within Zi Yan.
For a moment, cold light gathered in Zi Yan's beautiful eyes. Her slender fingers slowly tightened over her knee, and faint golden-red radiance began flowing around her fingertips.
Clearly, Zi Yan was truly enraged and was about to lose patience and attack this excessively self-satisfied fellow.
But just as she was about to endure no longer, Lin Ming suddenly extended a hand and gently patted her tightly clenched jade-like hand.
Lin Ming turned his head toward Zi Yan and smiled. "Looks like you, my dear wife, are the more charming one. You drew attention the moment you arrived."
Lin Ming's tone carried a hint of teasing, but his pitch-black eyes remained steady and composed. To him, that splendid carriage in the sky and the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty's youngest imperial brother were no more than scenery by the roadside, unworthy of disturbing his state of mind.
Hearing Lin Ming tease her, Zi Yan could not help rolling her eyes at him.
That glance held three parts coy reproach, three