But in the eyes of the woman before him, he saw a pure gaze? Yes, pure.

That's pure, damn it.

That's the look in the eyes of a "face-value fanatic" when they see a very good-looking face; their eyes practically light up.

It's the same principle as a dog seeing a bone.

Qiao Zhen blinked her eyes, her gaze radiating charm. "My name is Qiao Zhen. If you accept my love, then tell me your nickname."

"My mind is heavy."

Qiao Zhen tilted her head, she couldn't help but be astonished. She had obtained the young emperor's calligraphy so easily?

Little Emperor = Shen Lan = Yi Chen.

“Yi Chen, it sounds really nice.” Qiao Zhen put away the dagger and squatted on the soft couch without any regard for her image. “Can you tell me what you’re going to do with your shop? I’ll give you some ideas.”

Shen Lan's gaze towards Qiao Zhen subtly changed, "Secretly training assassins."

Qiao Zhen's eyes lit up instantly as she looked at the young emperor. "You've got ambition! Yi Chen, when do you plan to get rid of the Regent?"

Shen Lan felt that Qiao Zhen was even more eager than him to bring down the Regent, so he asked, "Do you have a grudge against the Regent?" He was also testing Qiao Zhen as he asked the question.

Qiao Zhen waved her hand dismissively, "Even the biggest grudge is nothing. It's just that you worked so hard just now, and all the credit went to Shen Zhao. It breaks my heart to see you like this."

She traced a heart shape with her thumbs and forefingers on her left chest, with a half-inch gap between her forefingers. "Yi Chen, tell me, tell me your plan, so I can help you come up with an effective idea. I'm very smart, you know!"

Shen Lan stood with his hands behind his back, "Give me ten years, and I will surely be able to reclaim power!"