His eyes brimming with mirth, Zhan Se looked at the face that was so close to him, amused, and leaned in to peck him.
"Gross!"
"Damn, wasn't it you who asked for it?"
The two of them burst into laughter and horsed around once more. Generally speaking, whenever Fourth Master Quan was around, Zhan Se would be in a particularly good mood and wouldn't feel so stifled. They dallied affectionately in the bedroom for quite a while until suddenly, a forceful knock from Iron Hand came from outside.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Given the force behind the knocks, Zhan Se was quite startled.
Iron Hand was always a calm man.
He would not have done so if not for a very serious matter.
"Lie down and be good!" After giving her a peck, Emperor Quan propped her up against the bedhead with a pillow and walked over to open the door.
Iron Hand, with his handsome face solemn and somber, stood at the door.
"Fourth Master, your brother-in-law's had an accident."
