85 Secret of Haoyang Valley

After some thought, Zhan Beiye continued, "Forget it, Zhaoxu isn't going to be easy. Too bad it's not the time for me to take advantage of his difficulties."

"Zhaoxu?" Meng Fuyao opened her eyes.

"Why?" Zhan Beiye looked at her strangely.

"You're a big man. Why so affectionate in addressing him?" Meng Fuyao asked. "Brokeback?"

"What's that?" Zhan Beiye frowned. "You attempted suicide once and are acting all weird now. I don't understand you. What's wrong with calling him by his honorific title? Don't tell me you don't know what Zhaoxu means?"

"Ah?" she uttered after some time.

"Ah, what?" Zhan Beiye laughed, reaching his hand toward her forehead to check for a fever but was slapped away.

Meng Fuyao sat up muddleheadedly, grabbing her knees and biting her lips.

'So that's an honorific title.'