Zhou Cangyan stood before the window, hands clasped, and watched her expressionlessly. "When have I ever used my status as a Prince to oppress you?"
"When? Hah!" Song Lianhe was getting agitated now. She put her hands on her hips and paced back and forth. "When *haven't* you? You were the one who requested an imperial decree for our marriage without a word to me, weren't you? You were the one who had me taken to Sui Ning City without a word, too, right? And then, you were the one who was going to abandon me in Sui Ning City all by myself, weren't you?!"
She stopped, marched over to him, and jutted her chin out, hands still on her hips. "If you weren't a Prince, just some commoner, would you dare do any of this?"
'He's clearly enjoying the perks of his status but refuses to admit it?'
'What a phony.'
The man stared at her and suddenly spoke. "I would."
"You..."
"Even if I weren't a Prince, no one would dare stop me from doing what I want."
"..."
