Chapter 395 Tokens (7)_1
"Prince." Under her embarrassment, Lin Ziyin tried to pull back her wrist, Chu Suifeng felt her intention and tightened his grip.
"Call me Honglin from now on." Chu Suifeng had never been so intimate with a woman. The delicate wrist he held in his hand was so smooth, the warmth transferred from her palm made his heart warm up. The sensation was peculiar, delicate, and Chu Suifeng himself found it fascinating, woman’s wrist was so delicate. "I don’t like hearing ’Prince’."
Honglin? Is that his given name? Lin Ziyin gazed at him curiously. Chu Suifeng’s given name was pleasant to the ear, but she couldn’t call him by it, it seemed too intimate.
"From now on, you must call me Honglin." Chu Suifeng emphasized again.
Congyi and the others outside heard the pleading tone in his voice, they all felt a pang in the heart. The prince was sent to the Northern Land as a child. At first, he had the protection of the old lady, but besides using the prince, Marquis Li and the others had no kinship with him. The prince was sent to Ding’an Temple to learn literacy and martial arts when he was five years old. Although he was protected by the masters of Ding’an Temple, he lacked familial affections.
Would Lin Ziyin’s presence fill the lack of family affection in the Prince’s heart? Everyone placed their hopes on Lin Ziyin.
If Chu Suifeng continued to behave as coldly as before, Lin Ziyin might have rebuffed him with an equally indifferent face. But today, she saw the loneliness and desire for family in Chu Suifeng’s eyes. It was a kind of cruel experience, something she, Lin Ziyin had also gone through when she was younger.
In the modern world, after her mother fell ill and died, she was so grief-stricken that she almost leaped from a building, feeling abandoned by the world. No one could understand the loneliness in her heart. If it hadn’t been for her uncle and best friend who stayed by her side day after day, Lin Ziyin might not have survived those lonely days.
Her uncle and friend, thinking about the people who had shown her love in her most difficult times, Lin Ziyin’s eyes moistened. Looking at the stubborn Chu Suifeng in front of her, her heart suddenly softened. Compared with her, Chu Suifeng should be more pitiful, right? Although he had Si Jinhan and other subordinates around him, in such a hierarchical ancient era, subordinates and family affection were two different things.
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I accidentally hurt you." Chu Suifeng kept staring at Lin Ziyin. When he saw the moisture in her eyes, he was so startled that he didn’t know what to do. In surprise, he let go of her wrist, only then did he realize that he had left a deep red mark on Lin Ziyin’s fair wrist.
He thought his roughness had caused Lin Ziyin so much pain she wanted to cry, and he immediately felt annoyed with himself.