Shen Yangge glanced at the Shen family nearby and the numb-faced servants and maids. After freezing for only a few seconds, he answered solemnly, "Lord Chu, please don't do that."
[-You might have no shame, but I fucking do!]
The black gauze hat on his head concealed most of his expression, but his voice alone made it easy to imagine the look on his face.
Chu Xuanzhen tilted the umbrella slightly and said lazily, "Give me a reason."
Other people flirted like rogues. When Chu Xuanzhen flirted, he was like... a psychiatric patient with pathological social confidence. He could say those things without a flicker of expression, even retaining the dignified tone of royalty he always used.
Then, instead of feeling embarrassed himself, he waited for everyone else to be embarrassed.
When it came to someone like this, Shen Yangge simply both hated him and...
[-What exactly did I find attractive about this guy? I must have been blind.]
[-Even that sneaky bastard next door is more handsome than him.]
Fortunately, Chu Xuanzhen did not force him in the end. He merely straightened the black gauze hat that the wind had blown askew and took him back to his room.
Once they were seated, Chu Xuanzhen lost his earlier composure and frowned. He took Shen Yangge's hand, enclosed it in his palm, and rested it on his knee.
Shen Yangge tried to pull free. When he failed, he left it alone.
"Shen Zhuanxie, I will be leaving this city for two days starting today. I will leave you enough blood."
At those words, Shen Yangge remembered the blood Chu Xuanzhen had taken from a corpse for him before. His scalp prickled, and he said tensely:
"There's no need, Your Highness. I can take care of myself. Please go without worrying."