Chapter 87: Walking Into the Lion’s Den

Zhao Kai realized that, at times, he overlooked certain truths—such as the fact that a woman who had dwelled in the depths of the palace for many years and ascended to the position of Empress could never be merely a lonely soul in need of comfort.

He tilted Shen Hanyan’s chin upward, his lips curling in a smile that was not quite a smile. “Yan’er, tell me: am I the same as Ji Yuan Kui?”

Shen Hanyan’s eyes, fathomless and dark, fixed upon him. “If I say...”