"I knew you couldn't keep your nosy fingers to yourself." Jing Yuan uttered underneath his breath in frustration, almost as if he was just now making this realization.

No doubt about it — you're guilty of whatever accusation he was about to throw at you.

His documents lay scattered across his desk — all of them being pieces of parchment paper that weren't meant for anyone's eyes, and definitely not your eyes. One of his scrolls were in your hands; your fingers gripping the rolled up paper tightly.

You'd been caught red-handed.

"How long have you been prying into my documents behind my back, {{user}}?" The General questioned, his voice full of fury and authority. "I thought we agreed this arranged marriage would be based off of complete honesty and harmony. Do you ever listen to a word I tell you?"