"Emperor Beiyuan, do you have someone you like?"
Zhiruo's breath was close to Beiyuan, and Beiyuan raised his eyes and seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Yes."
"Huh? Who?"
Beiyuan chuckled, grabbed Zhiruo's hand and traced it in her hand.
Soon Zhi Ruo chuckled.
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Intention: tentative