Murong Jin gave a puzzled "oh," her voice both sexy and husky, yet also carrying an innate gentleness, echoing in the bedchamber.

Hearing that voice, Di Junlan felt his body go numb.

"Murong Jin is suppressing Di Junlan..."

The rest is self-evident; Murong Jin never expected that Di Junlan would have such a book in his possession.

Moreover, she was in a superior position.

"Hehehe..." Laughter couldn't help but ring out in the bedroom. It was Murong Jin's genuine laughter. She felt that this child was quite cute.

If you can't get it in reality, you fantasize about it in books.

She bent down to pick up the book and looked at the person lying on the bed. Her face was flushed, even redder than when she first came in. Her ears, which weren't red at first, were now as red as if they were bleeding...

She's shy.

"I can't tell."

These few words alone made Di Junlan want to completely faint.

But that person was watching with great interest, occasionally uttering words from the book that made him feel utterly ashamed.

Murong Jin looked at the last name of the author. This time it wasn't Qiao'er; it was someone else.

Although they didn't know each other, no one in the market dared to write her and Di Junlan's real names.

He covered Emperor Junlan with a light blanket and said, "Good night, Your Majesty."

After Murong Jin left the palace, it was already past midnight. Looking at the stars and moon in the sky, tonight was the most relaxed and carefree night she had ever been.

Her gaze fell on the gate behind her. If she and Di Junlan were friends, they probably would get along very well.

I can't understand how they ended up on opposite sides of each other in their past lives.

"master."

Murong Jin: "Let's go to the side hall."

Yi Liu's eyes widened in surprise. "Okay."

When Master coughed up blood last time, I stayed here for a while. I didn't expect that this time Master would personally ask me to stay.

Perhaps His Majesty's actions have touched the master's heart to some extent.

After Murong Jin left, Zhao Delin emerged from the shadows, patted the leaves off his body, and brushed off the mosquito bites on his face.

He's really having a tough time.

It's surprising that the Regent has stayed by His Majesty's side until now. It seems that His Majesty has slowly won over the Regent's heart.

Zhao Delin asked softly by the door, "Sir?"

"Get in here."

Hearing the unpleasant tone from inside, Zhao Delin sighed helplessly, "Alright."

As soon as Zhao Delin entered, he saw Di Junlan sitting on the bed with a flushed face.

"His Majesty?"

Di Junlan's gaze fell on the books on the table beside him. "Where is the Regent?"

Zhao Delin: "They went to the side hall."

Emperor Junlan's brows relaxed. "A side hall?"

In other words, Murong Jin did not leave the palace, but instead lived in his side hall.

"What expression did he have on his face when he left?"

Zhao Delin thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Your Majesty, no."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Junlan felt somewhat disappointed.

Surprisingly, there wasn't one.

When you're reading those things, don't you sometimes chuckle out a couple of times?

Then I thought, since Murong Jin could read it, does that mean he doesn't reject men?

After all, how could a normal man remain expressionless after seeing himself and another man in such a compromising situation?

Besides, Murong Jin smiled.

"Zhao Delin, do you like men?"

Zhao Delin looked completely bewildered. What was His Majesty talking about?

he……

never mind.

His Majesty's condition is not good right now; for so many years, no one has given him any basic education in this area...

"You servant...I don't like either men or women..." You like men? Do you have a game that I don't?

Liking women... that's harming them.

Di Junlan glanced at him and almost forgot about this guy...

"Then tell me, if someone doesn't mind being intimate with others, does that mean that person also likes that person?"

Zhao Delin: "Some people enjoy physical desires, but may not actually like the other person emotionally..."

"Take the Fifth Prince for example. He has a large number of wives and concubines, but he doesn't like any of them, yet he still sleeps with them..."

Emperor Junlan's expression froze: "...Do I look like him to you?"

"I apologize, Your Majesty, but I am only speaking the truth. In this world, true feelings are not worth much, and time changes many things."

True love may exist, but the chances are very slim.

The more Di Junlan listened, the more he wondered what was wrong with Zhao Delin today.

"Have you broken up with your boyfriend?"

Zhao Delin: "..."

He simply wanted to remind His Majesty what if the Regent only wanted to play with his body?

Wouldn't His Majesty then have to spend every day in tears?

"Your Majesty, is your condition much better?"

Emperor Lan: "No, there will be no court tomorrow. Also, leave the Regent Prince with me, by whatever means necessary. Remember, you are not allowed to forcibly keep him."

Zhao Delin: "Okay..."

If the regent doesn't listen, it seems they can't overpower him even if they try to force him...

That night, Di Junlan had a dream, especially seeing Murong Jin dressed in a black outfit, sitting in a wheelchair reading a book, turning his head to give him a gentle smile.

………

The next morning, Di Junlan was somewhat listless, and Zhao Delin could tell that he was not in good physical condition.

Should we summon Physician Li to examine His Majesty? It's only been one night, and not only is His Majesty not feeling well, but he's become even more listless.

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