Jian Rongxin bit her cherry lips. Just then, the brocade curtain of the carriage Li Chenzhou was escorting lifted, revealing a beguiling face whose beauty could shame the moon and make flowers hide. Her phoenix eyes brimmed with tenderness and charm. It was the Eldest Princess, Xue Lingjun. Before so many people, she made no attempt to avoid suspicion as she handed Li Chenzhou the Black Mink Cloak, clearly worried that he might catch cold.
Li Chenzhou did not refuse her concern. He accepted it with a smile and draped it over himself. Even a blind man could have seen the sweet affection flowing between their eyes.
Hu Xiaotian inwardly cursed the adulterous pair. When did these two dogs hook up? He had never felt any genuine affection for Xue Lingjun; they had merely used each other. To say he had never desired her would have been impossible, for the Eldest Princess was, after all, an exquisite beauty. But Hu Xiaotian was not without boundaries or principles. He knew how unfathomable her schemes were and had always remained deeply wary of her. Even when playing along, he stopped short, never daring to have any substantive intimacy with her, much less invest his feelings. Even so, seeing Xue Lingjun and Li Chenzhou flaunt their affection in public still displeased him a little. It was not love, but a man's possessiveness at work. That displeasure vanished in an instant, however, as another thought immediately occurred to him. What damned business is it of mine what they do? Xue Lingjun isn't my woman.
Beside him, Jian Rongxin's delicate body went limp. Unable to bear the shock of the sight, she fainted on the spot. Hu Xiaotian reached out in time to catch her, naturally drawing the attention of quite a few people nearby.