Zhao Ci: "..."
He peeked at the space above Gu Xiangzhu's head.
There were no subtitles unfriendly to him.
He nodded. "Alright!"
「On the carriage back to Wangshu Palace.」
Zhao Ci held her hand affectionately. "Dearest, did you ask him for a lot in return?"
Gu Xiangzhu: "..."
It felt like ants were crawling on the back of her hand.
Previously, she had been able to take his intimate gestures in stride, because in her mind, Zhao Ci was nothing more than a young boy experiencing his first crush.
She never would have thought he could be such a convincing actor.
And she still hadn't decided how to treat Zhao Ci from now on.
To keep her options open, she had no choice but to play along.
Especially after that intoxicating dream, these intimate gestures felt like a hand reaching from an abyss, ready to drag her into eternal damnation.
'This is agonizing!'
'I so badly want to crush this little scumbag for toying with my heart and my body.'
'But he...'
