His thin lips stretched into a line, and Emperor Quan almost let out a laugh.
But he held it back.
Looking at her rosy cheeks, he rubbed the tip of her nose and feigned innocence.
"Little girl, are you still holding a grudge? Last time, it was clearly you who infuriated me to the extreme, have you forgotten?"
She knew he was referring to the phrase "shallow bond with parents, weak bond with siblings."
In fact, how could she possibly have forgotten?
Emperor Quan might have more distant memories of her, tracing back to their first encounter six years ago. However, for her now, even though she had heard the story between them from six years ago, it felt just like a tale. Without having experienced it personally, she didn't have the actual feelings. Therefore, her memories of Emperor Quan all started from that enchanting night in the Imperial Palace and that strange encounter.
Her eyes hazy for a moment, Zhan Se couldn't help but smile.
