Fu Zichuan's eyebrows tightened slightly, "The Commandery Princess flatters herself too much."
Thinking again about using her marriage as an excuse?
Wen Wan was still smiling, "I'm worried you'll get lost in beauty and degrade yourself."
Fu Zichuan's hand gripping the reins was pinching them tightly.
To be honest, when he first saw her outside the Meridian Gate, he was captivated.
Later, upon learning that she had been married for years, and not only that, she had two children, he felt full of disdain.
Yet, this woman seemed poisonous; despite his disdain, there was still a hint of unwillingness deep inside.
Especially now, seeing her prefer to share a carriage with a lowly servant of humble status and unattractive appearance rather than speak properly with him, he was even more infuriated, feeling as if his eyes could turn into daggers and pierce the man on the carriage to take his place.
