"Zhan Xiaoyao... Zhan Xiaoyao..."
Her body wasn't tired, but her heart was utterly exhausted.
She was silent, staring at him unblinkingly without saying a word.
No one knew how much time had passed before Zhan Se broke the silence.
"Why aren't you talking?"
His dark eyes deepened, and the man arched an eyebrow, giving her irrigated buttocks a strong squeeze.
"Zhan Xiaoyao, it's time you took responsibility for Fourth Master!"
Surprised, she looked up, met his gaze, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Naturally, she recalled those moments at the Imperial Palace.
After a pause, she spoke softly with a single word.
"Okay!"
Lord Quan the Fourth hadn't been hopeful about this, assuming her emotional knots were too complicated to unravel. But his woman had unexpectedly come around. With that in mind, he felt a burst of satisfaction and realized how foolish he'd been before.
It seemed, after all, this woman needed to be put in her place!
