Emperor Quan's fingers lingered in her hair, scratching her scalp with a pressure that was neither light nor firm, and with a deep voice, he teased, "I really didn't expect you to be so skilled."
Honestly, it felt quite nice to have her scalp scratched like this.
Zhan Se felt a sense of comfort inside and squinted her eyes, softening towards him considerably.
"Here's an idea, I'm on marriage leave these days and don't have much to do. If you really trust me, why not let me go through those case files? I might be able to pick up some clues..."
Emperor Quan tightened his grip, "You're on leave, I don't want to tire you."
Zhan Se shook her head, "It's not tiring, it's my interest."
After a moment of silence, the man raised an eyebrow and challenged her again, "How exactly do you plan to find it?"
