As for my back, I took off the clothes I was wearing and turned around to see that it was covered in scratches...

Emperor Junlan's pupils contracted sharply; he was completely shocked.

What's this?

What's this!

Why do he have these marks on his body?

Traces of lovemaking.

Suddenly, a woman came to mind for Emperor Junlan… the woman he had flung away.

"Get out! I will not touch anyone except Murong Jin..."

The words also appeared clearly in my mind.

So, who did he sleep with yesterday?

Is it that woman again? Or is it another woman?

So, what about Murong Jin who appears in my memory?

It's impossible that he slept with Murong Jin, right?

The more he thought about it, the more his head ached. Di Junlan's head was throbbing, and in the end, he gave up thinking about it.

"Someone come here."

Zhao Delin outside the door: "..."

Seeing several pairs of eyes staring at him, Zhao Delin gritted his teeth and went inside again.

"His Majesty……"

Emperor Junlan spoke directly, "Where is the Regent?"

Zhao Delin shuddered. "They went to the villa."

Di Junlan: "So, he came back to the Prince's residence yesterday, right?"

Zhao Delin paused for a moment, then honestly replied, "Yes..."

Emperor Junlan scoffed, "So, he slept with me, right?"

Zhao Delin's body stiffened immediately, and Di Junlan noticed it.

As for how he slept.

He'd like to ask Murong Jin.

If he's so weak up there, then it's impossible for the person down there to be in better spirits...

If he was the subordinate, it means that Murong Jin didn't touch him, but instead used something else to help him release his pent-up emotions...