"You're intelligent," Zhao Han's smirk turned into an ear-to-ear grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and admiration."May I ask why you asked me to come here? You wouldn't help me for no reason at all," Aoi looked straight into Zhao Han's eyes, her dark brown eyes shining in the sunlight.For a moment, Zhao Han stared at her eyes. Her brown eyes were like the rich, fertile earth after a gentle rain, full of life and promise. They held the warmth of a summer sunset, glowing with a deep, inviting light. Just as the forest floor is a tapestry of hidden wonders, her eyes seemed to hold secrets and stories untold. He let out a slight sigh. If only she looked at him with warmth."I just wanted to offer a deal to you," he smiled. Zhao Han's smile was like a celestial phenomenon, a breathtaking sight that left an indelible mark on those fortunate enough to witness it. When he smiled, it was as if the heavens themselves had opened, casting a divine light that illuminated his entire being. His lips curved with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly, and his eyes sparkled with a brilliance that rivaled the stars. The warmth of his smile radiated like the sun, dispelling any shadows and filling the air with a sense of peace and serenity. It was a smile that transcended the mortal realm, embodying the purity and majesty of a heavenly god. Yet, Aoi felt annoyed."What deal?" Her hands slowly moved toward the hidden pocket in her sleeve for her dagger. If he dared to comment something inappropriate, her innocence came first before her life. She'd rather die pure than have scandals with him.Zhao Han noticed the subtle movement of her hand but chose to ignore it, maintaining his calm demeanor. "You need a job, and I need a consort. You get what I mean?" he said, his voice smooth and persuasive.Aoi's eyes narrowed, her suspicion growing. "But we barely know each other. I can't accept this offer, thank you," she said, turning away to leave."What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?" she asked, hissing at him."You may not have known me, but I have known you for three years. As for how... you don't need to know," his smile dropped, turning into a predatory grin. As Aoi was about to speak up, he continued, "And don't worry, you'd get paid and your aunt will live in luxury and happiness."As she was about to take a step, she saw the guards blocking the entrance gate. Something was off. She quickly turned around, her heart pounding. "What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?" she asked, hissing at him.Zhao Han took a step closer, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her feel exposed. "Because I want someone useful," he said, his voice low and persuasive.Aoi's mind raced, searching for a way out. She glanced at the guards, their expressions unyielding. She knew she couldn't fight her way out. "And what if I refuse?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Zhao Han's smile returned, but it was colder this time. "Refusal is not an option. You see, I always get what I want," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.Aoi's eyes darted around the room, looking for any possible escape. Her hand slowly moved toward the hidden pocket in her sleeve where she kept her dagger. If he dared to make any inappropriate advances, she was ready to defend herself. "You'd better not try anything, Your Highness," she warned, her voice steady despite the fear gnawing at her insides.Zhao Han chuckled softly, clearly amused by her defiance. "I wouldn't dream of it, my lady. I simply want to offer you a deal that benefits us both," he said, his smile widening.Aoi's grip tightened on the dagger, her eyes narrowing as she met his gaze. "What deal? To be your consort?" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion."Yes, it's simple. You'd just stay beside me and that's it," Zhao Han replied, taking a step forward."Don't come close!" Aoi's grip on the dagger tightened, her knuckles turning white."I won't hurt you," Zhao Han tried to reassure her, taking a step back to show he meant no harm. His eyes softened, but Aoi remained wary. "So, do you agree? Just nod if you can't speak," he spoke again, his voice gentle yet insistent.Aoi's mind raced. She felt trapped, her heart pounding in her chest. The dagger in her hand was a small comfort, but she knew it wouldn't be enough if things turned violent. She glanced around, looking for any possible escape, but the guards at the entrance gate made it clear that leaving wasn't an option.