Lan Shuang waved her hands when she heard this, "Forget it. Those noble young men might not even think highly of me. A forced melon won't be sweet."
Lan Ling looked at her in surprise. "You know that a forced melon is not sweet? I advised you not to push people into your house without any reason. At least ask them if they are willing. What did you say?"
Lan Shuang had a bad feeling. "What...what did I say?"
"Heh—" Lan Ling sneered, "You said you just like being strong."
Lan Shuang: “…”
She saved a life, but she can't just say that casually. If that jealous person gets it into her ears, she'll have to give up on her waist.
She quickly picked up the peach from the fruit box and stuffed it into Lan Ling's mouth. "Sister, eat a peach."
Lan Ling: "Hmm..."
Cui Jing said to Lan Shuang dissatisfiedly, "Your Highness, Prince Rong, what if you choke His Majesty?"
Lan Shuang waved her hand and said, "I know my limits."
Lan Ling swallowed the peach and said, "It's okay."
She glanced at Lan Shuang, and with her other hand, she twirled a chess piece between her fingers, "So you mean you don't want Zheng Jun anymore?"
"It doesn't matter who I marry, and I don't need to win over powerful forces. If the Jiang family son is suitable, why bother making him a concubine? Can't we just make him the main ruler? It would save trouble."
Lan Shuang pretended to speak casually, keeping her eyes on Lan Ling's reaction.
Lan Ling looked at her twice after hearing this, then suddenly leaned closer and asked, "Have you seen the second son of the Jiang family? I heard the Duke of Yingguo praised her second son to the highest heavens."
"He hasn't come back yet, so where should I go to meet him? That's all I said. But you, my royal sister, reminded me that I still have to meet him in advance. If he turns out to be really ugly, then I won't want him."
Lan Ling sat back down in disdain and threw the chess piece back. "You, please calm down. Beauty is only fleeting and will fade away over time. It all depends on a person's temperament and character. You're too naive and easily deceived. I can't marry a man who is still naive and easily deceived."
Lan Ling said a lot more earnestly, but Lan Shuang ignored it.
Finally, Lan Ling picked up the teacup and moistened his throat. "How about this? Let the Duke of Ying bring his men into the palace tomorrow. You take a good look, and I will take a good look too. If it's okay, we'll decide. Whether you're the principal or the concubine, it depends on your feelings. Are you satisfied this time?"
"Okay, okay, thank you, sister!" Lan Shuang agreed happily, and played chess with Lan Ling for a while, had a meal, and then left.
After she left, Cui Jing whispered to Lan Ling, "Your Majesty, Prince Rong is not young anymore. You can't be so spoiled by her anymore. Even if she is your biological sister, you still have to be careful."
Lan Ling's face darkened when he heard this, "Cui Jing."
Cui Jing immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have spoken carelessly. Please forgive me."
Lan Ling didn't let her get up. "Cui Jing, I personally promoted you. I know you're talented, so I particularly disdain Shuang'er's behavior. But you have to understand, she's the last relative my father left me. How could I not favor her? Besides, she's just spoiled, but not bad. So let her be. One smart sister is enough. I'll support her in everything. As long as she's fine, I'll be satisfied."
She lowered her eyes and looked at Cui Jing, "Do you understand?"
Cui Jing bowed his head and said, "Yes, I will remember your Majesty's teachings."
"Go to the Duke of England's mansion and pass on a message for me."
"yes."
As soon as Lan Shuang returned home, she saw two people arguing at the door.
She frowned, got out of the car and walked over, "What's going on?"
(End of this chapter)
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