Chu Qianli instinctively took a half step back, shaking her head: "I never thought about that."
"Upon seeing me for the first time, you pretended to faint, then kept staying in the Empress Dowager's palace using your ill health as an excuse."
Chu Jiangnan smiled lightly, but that smile was filled with scorn.
"I've seen countless such tactics from young maidens, but such shameless clinging is indeed a first for me."
"Could it be that the Emperor overestimates his own charm?" Chu Qianli's eyes also darkened.
Although she did not dislike the Nanming Emperor at all, the contempt in his gaze was inexplicably hurtful to her.
She didn't even know why she cared.
Chu Jiangnan returned to his desk and sat down, his gaze once again falling on Chu Qianli.
But this time, there was no trace of sarcasm in his eyes, only a quiet observation.
Even his eyes slightly narrowed.
Such focused, earnest, and enchanted staring might make one think he was truly captivated by Chu Qianli's beauty.