Inside of Zhao Rong's office...
"I'll give her in exchange for your army," Zhao Rong proposed, his gaze locked onto the man across from him—the very man that gauged out his eye.
He pointedly ignored Tian Shi, seated next to Ru Quan, the ungrateful woman who had declined his offer to become Empress, together with all the priceless presents that were sent before her mansion.
"What makes you think that she is yours?" Ru Quan placed his hand on the back of Bing Shi's head. Tilting over, he pressed his lips against hers.
Bing Shi opened her eyes wide.
(Mr. Jelly): Remember. A sweet kiss for every cookie given.
In short, a public kiss.
A sweet memory flickered in Bing Shi's eyes as she reciprocated, a glimmer of a smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.
Ru Quan covered her flushed face with his cloak; he leaned against the chair, licking his lips as if he just got a taste of the most exquisite delicacy in the world.
