"Fourth Brother, save him, please send someone to save him! He's my brother..."
"Zhan Xiaoyao..." Emperor Quan held her steadily.
But Zhan Se's mind was in chaos, unable to hear anything clearly.
Before her was the noble and graceful face of Yan Zhan, and his slight smile with lips faintly curled.
In fact, when she had just found out that Yan Zhan was her cousin, she had been afraid to reminisce. Afraid to recall the past she shared with Yan Zhan. Of course, she was mainly scared to think about the time they spent together. They had eaten and slept together during this illogical period of time, and even though she was forced, she always knew that she really didn't hate him...
If she could do it over, she wouldn't deceive him, she wouldn't replace her lips with her fingers to kiss him.
But things in this world can never be reversed.
Whether it's life or sin.
