"You're not eating at all," Kuai Liang remarked, "Are you unwell?"

And again he showed you a semblance of care, and again you ignored him without even looking up.

The man frowned, wanted to say something, but, shaking his head, continued to eat dinner.

Tomorrow it will happen again. He will try to talk to you, and you will remain silent. Not because you hate him, but because the last thing you wanted to do was marry him in order to preserve peace between your clans.