Di Junlan put on his outer robe and pushed Murong Jin, "Brother, don't be angry, I didn't mean to."

Murong Jin had no idea what had gotten into Di Junlan lately, because his actions these days were indeed quite... speechless.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly come to my place last night?"

Di Junlan looked at the indifferent expression on his face and said, "Commander Bo'an and I are good friends. Yesterday, he actually said that I can't find a woman who is devoted to me."

"So when I was resting at night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I thought of you and came to find you."

Murong Jin's lips twitched.

Can't find a woman?

You're probably just kidding me.

The steward of the Prince's mansion standing nearby stiffened at the corner of his mouth; he seemed to have overheard some unspeakable secret.

Sitting at the dining table, Di Junlan sat next to Murong Jin. "By the way, brother, the time for court sessions has been changed. Before, not only was it too early, but it was also inefficient. Now, although the time for court sessions is less, most officials use it to handle matters."

"And another thing is, I want to come and accompany you to court every day from now on. What do you think, brother?"

Murong Jin put down her chopsticks and asked him directly, "Why?"

Di Junlan paused, "Brother, as the regent, you must know a lot about me. My mother passed away when I was young, and my father never paid much attention to me. I survived in the palace with great difficulty, lacking more than just the love of my parents."

"Even later, when I had some ability, all they valued was my talent. My brothers would test me to see if I would compete with them for the position..."

"So, what I lack is brotherhood. And you, brother, although you misunderstood me for a long time, Consort Yixuan told me that the girl who saved me back then was you. You were dressed in a girl's dress by Consort Yixuan, so I mistook you for a girl."

Murong Jin frowned. She hadn't expected that Di Junlan would bring this up so directly.

She was thinking that since Di Junlan had recognized her, she could just pretend she didn't know him.

Unexpected.

She is indeed intelligent and wise.

Suddenly, her hand was grasped. "So, brother, please promise me. I really have no ulterior motives towards you. I'm being honest. If you feel uncomfortable with me, you can take your troops and take over the throne of Da Cheng. I will absolutely not resist, and I will even make An Kesen and the others listen to you."

Murong Jin's hand clenched slightly, but it was gripped even tighter.

Looking at Di Junlan's serious expression, Murong Jin suddenly realized that this man was probably very serious about this matter...

"Brother, you probably found out too. I like that girl, and now that girl is you... You told me that I suddenly realized the girl I've liked for so many years is actually a boy..."

"I'm still not quite there yet. If you spend more time with me, brother, maybe the image of my sister in my mind will fade..."

Murong Jin's brows furrowed, and he said in a nonchalant tone, "So, Your Majesty likes my women's clothing?"

Di Junlan scratched his head, his expression somewhat naive and embarrassed. "Well, brother, you have to help me. If you treat me like a brother, maybe I can let go of those feelings. That is to say, this has been my obsession for so many years..."

Murong Jin was speechless.

This person has been eyeing her in women's clothing for years. If he doesn't appease her now, he might fall for her even when she's in men's clothing...

Emperor Da Cheng was fond of homosexuality; this matter could not be allowed to happen lightly.

Half a day later, Murong Jin finally spoke: "Okay."

A barely perceptible glint of darkness flashed in Di Junlan's eyes, but his face showed surprise and anticipation at having an older brother. "Great, I have an older brother now!"

"Brother Ajin".

Murong Jin felt a little awkward listening to this, so she reached out and took a sip of tea to cover up her inner turmoil.

After drinking it, he said, "Mmm."

Oh well, having another younger brother won't hurt.

After all, she had more than one younger brother, Di Junlan.

After his arm was embraced, Murong Jin didn't say anything and just ate his breakfast in silence. Di Junlan held the person he had been longing for, feeling content.

From now on, we'll eat, drink, and sleep together... The first two things can be managed for now, but the latter will most likely take some time.

Once he gets rid of his brother, he won't lack anyone for his empress position, nor will he lack anyone for his harem.

He realized from that day that all he wanted was Murong Jin, regardless of whether he was male or female; that was all he wanted.

How could someone who has longed for something for so many years give up so easily? That's not Di Junlan's principle.

He would rather destroy what he cannot have.

But looking into Murong Jin's bright eyes, he suddenly couldn't bear to destroy it.

So, fall in love with me, my dear Ah Jin brother.

Otherwise, he would create a place for Murong Jin alone and lock him up...

For Murong Jin, eating breakfast felt like an eternity, all because of the person next to her who kept chattering incessantly, calling her "brother" over and over...

She was completely overwhelmed by what she heard.

When they arrived at the palace, Murong Jin looked at the carriage, but before she could even call out to Yi Er, she was picked up by the person next to her.

"Brother, let me hug you, hold on tight."

Murong Jin: "..."

I never imagined that this stern-faced emperor would have such a childlike mentality...

Or is it that Di Junlan's state only appears in front of her?

Upon arriving at the palace, Zhao Delin was already waiting in one place. Murong Jin's hand was grasped briefly. "Brother, wait for me at the Golden Palace. Here are some snacks for you. You can eat them if you get bored."

Watching the people leave quickly, I looked down at the snacks in my hand; most of them were processed and smelled delicious…

When did Di Junlan prepare this? How come she has no recollection of it?

They didn't get off the bus at all along the way.

The bedroom.

Di Junlan changed his clothes, glanced at Zhao Delin, and had a somewhat immature idea in his mind.

Zhao Delin immediately spoke up, "Your Majesty, if you were to put on your clothes in the carriage, the Regent might think that you were being disrespectful..."

Emperor Junlan immediately dismissed the idea, but then thought, he couldn't always rush over from the Regent's Palace to change clothes like this every time, could he?

This is so troublesome, and I can't even stay with Brother Ajin.

"Your Majesty, this old servant thinks, why not arrange for the Regent to enter the palace?"

Emperor Junlan let out a silent "oh" in his heart, and a thought slowly formed in his mind.

"reward."

Zhao Delin beamed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

But they had to go to court.

Knowing that His Majesty was fond of the Regent, Zhao Delin thought that the storybook he had read that day... seemed quite interesting.

Your Majesty looks exactly like a man in love right now...

However, this was just His Majesty's youthful impulsiveness. As he grows older, he may take new concubines into the harem. The title of regent is merely his long-held obsession.

Once His Majesty's obsession fades, the position of regent will become meaningless.