Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging You Away

Chapter 27

When I open my eyes, I am met with darkness, frowning in annoyance, I softly groan, my body feels a little weird as though numbed. My originally hazy consciousness is completely wide awake in the next second, I try to put some energy into sitting up, but halfway there, I find that I have the spirit but lack the strength, hence dejectedly falling back to bed.

I feel the soft bedding beneath me, bed?

"You're awake?" Someone's voice is heard within the darkness, sounding in particularly tender within this silent time.

Only then do I vaguely see someone sitting at the table, quietly, silently, practically blended into the darkness. My mind is fiercely struck with shock, I had almost forgotten, Meng Shao Jue,

The warm yellow candleflame is lit, within the half dark half lit room, Meng Shao Jue's handsome face carries a trace of abnormality as it appears in my sight, he warmly smiles, with no sight of his usual unrestrained and playful grin, "Is Princess feeling unwell anywhere?"

I stare at him, choosing to stay silent.

"Since Princess isn't saying anything, there shouldn't be anything wrong then." Meng Shao Jue rests his chin in one hand, his attitude extremely casual as he says: "I originally wanted to lay out some food to lure out a little mouse, didn't think I would instead catch a kitten." His eyes suddenly flashes, his smile looking rather pleasant as he says: "Has Princess perhaps heard of a phrase, curiosity killed the cat?"

I still maintain my silence, curiosity has indeed killed the cat, just that in this world, just how many people has no curiosity? Even I who have always desired nothing, could not avoid such a fatal thing.

Meng Shao Jue's long phoenix eyes slightly narrows, "So, Princess coming here so late at night, what curious matter was it for?"

I find it ridiculously laughable, what's me coming here got to do with him, could I not have gotten lost whilst going to the washroom? Moreover, this guy sure is asking so righteously, does he not feel like it should be the other way around? I indifferently say: "This question of yours sure is interesting, then may I ask Gentleman Meng, why are you showing up in the palace in the middle of the night?"

Meng Shao Jue's dark pupils suddenly brightens significantly, thin lips hooking up into an even more graceful curve, "Very good, very good."

I'm a little puzzled, what, what's very good? You're good? I'm good? Everyone's good?

He stands up and comes to the bedside, abruptly leaning down towards me, a pair of eyes shiningly looking at me as he says: "An Ke Lan, at long last you have spoken your first words to me."

I slightly pull a face like 囧, Young Master Meng, these words of yours sure is very much 'clouds in the fog' (puzzling).

Meng Shao Jue reaches out to clamp onto my chin, slowly raising it, his eyes evenly meeting mine, he says with displeasure: "An Ke Lan, sometimes I really want to throw this face of yours onto the ground to give it a good stamping!"

I stiffen my face, I, I, f*ck, you sure are being to f*cking harsh, what have I done to offend you?

"Before I just thought you're a fool, silly and dull just like any other fools in the world." He hatefully starts, his tone seeming to carry complaints, "Then I've found you're considerably interesting, dull on the surface but likes to play little tricks in the shadows, indeed rather special."

I'm a little surprised, may I ask, have this guy been taking notice of me all along?

Meng Shao Jue's voice is still as charming as ever, but compared to usual, eh, it's a few points more immature? "Those that plays fool, I have seen many, just stunned to have never seen one who plays fool to your extent!"