Xia Yuqing's smile disappeared. The air between them grew heavy, like something invisible pressing down on them. The moment of playful teasing was over. Now, it was time for answers.
"What room? What are you talking about?" she asked, looking directly into his eyes. She tried to sound calm, but inside, she was panicking. How does he know about that? Is the memory of the emperor possessing his body coming back?
Lu Jinchen kept his gaze on her. He could see she was pretending—pretending she didn't know anything. He sighed in his heart. Was he really so unreliable? Was she so afraid to tell him the truth? Didn't she trust him at all?
Even if the truth was strange or hard to believe, he wanted to try to understand it. Whatever it was, he was ready to listen. His voice was quiet but full of pain.
"Am I so unreliable in your eyes, Yuqing? That you would rather hide things than tell me the truth?"
