Six years...
Thinking about the long span of six years, Zhan Se found it a bit incredible.
"Emperor Quan..."
Looking up, Emperor Quan's eyes were deeply set as he looked at her indiscernible expression, "Is it decent to look but not touch, understand?"
"Huh!"
Zhan Se quickly withdrew her elbow from the tabletop, leaned forward, and squinted her eyes as she looked straight at him.
"Hey, there's something I want to ask you."
Lord Quan the Fourth's sharply contoured face carried a hint of suspicion, his dark pupils sparkling, exceptionally bright.
"Did you take the wrong medicine? Why so secretive, just speak up."
Taking a deep breath, Zhan Se pursed her lips, "First promise me, you won't get angry."
Frowning, Emperor Quan looked at her and after a silent second, he elegantly wiped his mouth and nodded seriously.
"Alright, what do you want to ask?"
