Ji Yu was sitting at the desk, holding a tea cup and sipping from it.
Steam was rising from the tea cup.
He lowered his head, his voice faint
"If Your Highness has no business, you should leave. It would be bad to be misunderstood by the Marquis."
Ouyang Qing incredulously extended a trembling finger
"You, you treat me like this, Your Highness?
Have you forgotten the kindness I showed you once you found a buyer?"
Ji Yu did not even lift his eyelids,
"What kindness does Your Highness have towards Ji Yu?"
Ouyang Qing was so angry he almost spat blood, and took a deep breath.
Rising abruptly from his seat.
"Even if you treat me this way, I will not become someone as heartless and ungrateful as you.
Should you need something in the future..."
Before he could finish, Ji Yu spoke faintly
"Your Highness, Ji Yu won't see you out."
Ouyang Qing had a look of abandonment.
He huffed twice.
Turned his head and walked out from Ji Yu's room.
