Chapter 646: Why should he? (2/2)

“What would you like to eat?” Long Feiye asked faintly.

“Doesn’t matter,” Han Yunxi replied.

Long Feiye stopped asking and told the driver, “Find a place that’s clean.”

After that, the pair resumed their silence.

Soon enough, the driver found the most expensive restaurant in town and reserved a closed room. “Your Highness, it’s all been arranged. It’s the first room on the right on the second floor. The waiter is already waiting to serve you both.”

Long Feiye rose to get off, and that’s when Han Yunxi finally rested her gaze on his form. She must have been provoking him on purpose, because she didn’t move to speak until after he got off.

“Long Feiye.”

On any other day, he would have replied with a ‘Mm,’ before drawing apart the curtains and carrying her off. But today he simply asked, “What is it?”

Seeing this, the driver wasn’t sure whether he should move to assist her himself. It was His Highness Duke of Qin who took over his original duties, so should he as the driver be rushing to grab the steps next? While he was still hesitating, Han Yunxi actually lost her temper.

“Aren’t you planning to explain anything to me? You, get back on the carriage!”

The driver’s face turned sick with fear at her words–not because of her outburst, but because someone had dared to scold His Highness Duke of Qin. No no, this isn’t just a scolding. She’s even ordering him about!

But the driver only saw Long Feiye smile as he stood outside, his icy face all but forgotten in his…secret laughter! The driver couldn’t help but check to see whether the sun had risen from the west today. Just what was wrong with His Highness Duke of Qin? He might dote on this woman, but that doesn’t mean he’d laugh when he’s being rebuked.

When he saw the Duke of Qin quickly get on the carriage again, he couldn’t help but shake his head. Outsiders can’t began to understand the world of His Highness and esteemed wangfei… Once again, he went off for a walk “far away,” this time of his own accord.

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Long Feiye had long withdrawn his smile before getting on the carriage. “What do I have to explain?” he asked.

It would’ve been better if he hadn’t said anything at all. At these words, Han Yunxi all but exploded.

“What do you have to explain?” she was incredulous. “So you thought there was no need to explain at all?”

She had fumed and showed her dissatisfaction for so long without a single peep from the man. Does this mean he won’t tell me a thing unless I ask, just like in the past? Do I have to be the one to push him until he talks?

“Why should you?” Han Yunxi grew unwell all over.

Now Long Feiye was truly lost. “What…’why should I?’”

“Why should you master tell you to take care of her? Who’s she to you? Isn’t she already 18? Your master should know that as well, right?” Han Yunxi asked, word for word. “Why should he order you about? Do you owe her anything? Are you her father or brother or husband?”

Long Feiye didn’t like these words, but he didn’t try to explain himself. Instead, Han Yunxi took the chance to keep questioning him in a huff. “Or did you take care of her like this in past? So you’re used to it already?”

This wasn’t just anger, but flat out wrath! Explosive rage!

She wasn’t jealous of Duanmu Yao at all–she was angry that the sword sect master was ordering Long Feiye about to wait on the girl!

Why should he have to at all?! And to put even three ‘musts’ in the letter like an absolute order! What’s with all that?!

What does the sword sect master take such a proud and lofty man like Long Feiye to be?

Long Feiye knew she was mad, but he never thought she’d be this mad–and towards his master, no less. He looked at her in amusement and suddenly discovered that she was even prettier than before when she lost her temper.

“Answer me!” Han Yunxi demanded.

“Han Yunxi, I thought you’d drop the subject,” he said with a smile.

“Who’s dropping what with you? You’re thinking too much!” Han Yunxi was too angry to notice how happy Long Feiye looked, or realize how much he cared that she did, too.

“Answer me!” her voice was fierce. “What’s your master playing at?”

“He doesn’t know your lordship has you now. After awhile, I’ll take you to Celestial Mountain to meet him,” Long Feiye said simply.

Han Yunxi knocked aside the hand reaching out for her and exclaimed, “So he wants to play matchmaker between you and Duanmu Yao? Did he call you like this in the past, too?”