Dantai Yunheng looked at the clothes slipping off his shoulder, his gaze darkening slightly. He reached out to pull them back into place, a faint trace of jealousy in his voice. "Really? This King thought you were having quite a good time."
Xiao Yu paused, averting his eyes slightly. "I wasn't having that good a time..."
He had only wanted to get back at the Prince of Pingxi.
He had not expected A-Heng to arrive so quickly and accidentally witness a scene like that.
Seeing the two of them completely ignore him and act so affectionately right before his eyes, the Prince of Pingxi seethed, his eyes blazing and his teeth clenched.
"Zhao Yunheng, open your eyes and take a good look! Which of us is closer to you, him or me? Hurry up and have this scoundrel arrested and executed for attempting to harm a member of the royal family!"
At his words, Dantai Yunheng's gaze sharpened, suddenly turning icy. He clasped Xiao Yu's hand, his meaning unclear. "He certainly ought to be locked away..."
Then An An would no longer keep attracting the covetous eyes of other men.
He would look only at him.
Xiao Yu paused at those words, then turned to gaze steadily at Dantai Yunheng, as though trying to discern how much he had meant what he had just said.
If A-Heng truly wanted to lock him away...
It was not as though he could not oblige him.
Seeing Xiao Yu suddenly staring at him so seriously, Dantai Yunheng thought his words had displeased him. His gaze flickered, and he silently looked away, turning toward the man who had fallen to the floor.
He kicked him. "How dare you covet This King's An An? You deserve to die."
Dantai Yunheng pressed his sword against the