Lan Ziyao's gaze fell on the emperor standing in front of the table, then shifted to the young regent sitting opposite him.
Why does the atmosphere between these two seem a little strange?
However, it seems to have nothing to do with him. Murong Jin has recovered his health and mostly arranges people to keep a close watch on the border so that if the barbarians attack, they won't be caught off guard.
"By the way, Your Highness, may I stay for dinner?"
Murong Jin looked at him, a doting smile on her lips, "Why not? You are my person, so you naturally have the right to accompany me."
You are my man.
Lan Ziyao felt a surge of joy. His senior brother was such a kind person. He would definitely introduce any good girls he met to him in the future.
Upon hearing those words, Di Junlan's eyes immediately darkened. He looked at Lan Ziyao beside Murong Jin, feeling a deep unease that this person's presence beside Murong Jin made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Brother!!!" A sharp voice came from outside the door, especially with a hint of coquettishness in it. Di Junlan looked at the person who rushed in, especially when the young man saw him, a look of doubt appeared on his face, but he didn't pay attention to him and directly flashed to Murong Jin's side.
"Brother!!" He hugged Murong Jin's hand. "I'm back. Did you miss me? I missed you so much."
Murong Jin looked at her arm, a helpless smile playing on her lips. Her voice held a gentleness that Di Junlan had never heard before, "Why did you suddenly come back?"
I miss you.
The young man clung to the Regent, acting spoiled. Lan Ziyao, standing nearby, then grabbed Murong Jin's other hand, squatted down beside the wheelchair, and uttered a chilling voice, "Brother!!! I missed you too!!!"
Murong Jin's lips twitched. While the two were flirting and acting cute, two figures were thrown out.
"Ah!!!" Two screams came from outside the window.
Emperor Junlan raised an eyebrow, looking at the open window and the suddenly appearing guards, feeling inexplicably pleased.
Murong Jin looked at the smile and mockery in his eyes and was a little puzzled. "Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness. My two younger brothers are a bit clingy."
"younger brother?"
"Yes, Lan Ziyao is my sworn brother, and the one next to him is my uncle's child, my cousin."
Di Junlan understood. Murong Jin doted on them like younger brothers, which was why she was so gentle.
Suddenly I feel a little envious of them... Pshaw, he doesn't want to be the younger brother.
His cousin knew about Lu Qishuo; he'd heard the rumors from their conversations. He also learned that Murong Jin liked men because An Kesen was on a mission there…
Sitting together in the study, Di Junlan didn't expect to be hit with a memorial at the end. He was about to say that he was still not well, but then he saw the ambiguous smile on Murong Jin's face, especially the way his eyebrows were raised, which made him feel a little... how to say it, his mind wandered?
"Your Majesty, may I take a look?"
Then he sat there with Murong Jin, reading the memorials together, and could hear Murong Jin's opinions and questions, which he then answered...
Revising memorials was already a headache, but now I also have to answer questions from his regent...
He really had it tough. No wonder his ancestors didn't live long; it turns out it was because they stayed up all night reviewing memorials... which took a toll on their bodies, and they died...
Seeing Murong Jin's serious expression, Di Junlan's heart fluttered slightly; her long, delicate eyelashes resembled an exquisitely crafted little fan...
And the way the corners of their eyes are slightly upturned must be natural; they're like fox eyes...
Sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes… wait, this person's eyebrows are a little thinner, and his skin is fair… no wonder the storytellers always say that their war god regent is androgynous… a man with feminine features… breathtakingly beautiful…
Di Junlan seemed a little absent-minded. Murong Jin's gaze fell on the person next to her, and she realized that this person was staring at her.
Um?
Losing focus at crucial moments?
She suddenly thought of sending him a memorial, but then she remembered that this person seemed to be the emperor, whose status was a level higher than hers...
Well, just bear with it. After all, it's not our own child, we can't just hit it.
After correcting the issues in the memorial, Murong Jin turned her wheelchair one last time, and Emperor Junlan immediately came to his senses.
He just stared at Murong Jin for a long time, and only looked into his eyes!!!
"Where is the Regent going?"
Murong Jin turned to look at him, "Your Majesty's gaze was so serious just now, I think you might need someone to review the memorials."
A hint of embarrassment flashed in Di Junlan's eyes, then he coughed lightly, "I was thinking about something else and my mind wandered off."
Murong Jin's lips curled up. "Is that so?" She felt that this reason was hard to believe.
"In that case, Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."
Di Junlan stood up: "Alright."
It's been a long time since I ate with Murong Jin. The last time we ate together was when Murong Jin was on a diet. When we came to the Regent's Palace, Murong Jin also ate light meals.
This time, he noticed that most of the dishes on the table were heavily seasoned, with a lot of meat and spicy food.
"Regent, you're not going to watch your diet anymore?"
Murong Jin was pushed to the side of the table by Yi Er and sat down in her wheelchair. Di Junlan sat down next to her and said, "Now that you've recovered, you don't need to watch your diet anymore."
Di Junlan looked at him, especially at the person in the wheelchair. If he had recovered, his legs should be able to walk again…
Or is it that the poison in his body has been neutralized, but his leg is beyond saving?
I suddenly feel a pang of regret; Murong Jin was an excellent leader.
A strange sadness welled up in Di Junlan's heart. He wondered if he had found Murong Jin earlier, would he have never joined the army? Would he have avoided this predicament, this life-or-death situation...?
"His Majesty?"
Murong Jin noticed that his expression was not good, his face was dark and gloomy, "Is something on your mind?"
Di Junlan forced a smile. "It's alright." The border, enemy troops, war—as long as these threats remain, Murong Jin will continue to worry, even risking his life…
As an emperor, how could he expect to reap without sowing and enjoy the fruits of others' labor?
All this security and peace was brought to Da Cheng by Murong Jin, and as the emperor, he benefited the most.
Murong Jin didn't say anything more. She took a pair of chopsticks from the side, picked up a piece of spicy fish, and placed it in Di Junlan's bowl.
"If you have something on your mind, talk about it after you finish eating."
Di Junlan looked at the piece of fish in the bowl and said, "Okay."
Suddenly, an idea came to mind: we are at the mercy of others, like fish on a chopping board. If we want to defy fate, then we must become the most powerful blade...
Looking at the calm and composed person, Di Junlan's lips curled into a smile.
Honestly, I'm liking Murong Jin more and more.
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