Ling Qiao'er, sitting on Murong Jin's lap, was completely bewildered when she heard this sentence.
Looking up, there he was, His Majesty!
No, why would Di Junlan come to the Regent's Palace? And judging from his tone, he's definitely here to cause trouble for the Prince!
Just as he was about to get up, someone put their arm around his waist, and then he heard a deep voice from above, "Your Majesty."
Upon hearing that voice, Di Junlan felt aggrieved. "Brother, who is she?"
Ling Qiao'er: "???"
What did she hear? Di Junlan called Murong Jin "brother"?
Huh? What's going on here?
“My good friend.”
Upon hearing those words, Ling Qiao'er felt elated.
She's sitting on her crush's lap right now!
Di Junlan looked at the woman sitting on his lap. A friend? Friends can hug and cuddle? Sitting on each other's laps?
“But brother, there is a difference between men and women. What you are doing will have a bad influence on this girl, especially on her reputation.”
"Brother, it would be better to put him down."
Di Junlan stared at the woman sitting on his brother's lap with a dark look in his eyes. If his brother had designs on this woman, he wouldn't mind taking another life.
Ling Qiao'er got off her and stood obediently beside Murong Jin. "Your Majesty, I am well. This commoner greets Your Majesty."
Should she kneel down? Ling Qiao'er pondered this question.
Di Junlan looked at the woman beside Murong Jin with surprise on his face, but not with fear or the nervousness one would expect when seeing an emperor...
This guy really has some nerve...
Murong Jin glanced at Di Junlan, "Your Majesty, please sit down."
"I heard from the Prime Minister that you are not feeling well, brother. Is there anything wrong?"
Murong Jin sat there and said, "It's alright, I just caught a bit of a cold."
Upon hearing this, Di Junlan breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it wasn't a relapse of his physical illness...
But what's the deal with this woman who suddenly appeared next to my brother?
The brother was referring to close friends, but he had investigated everything about Murong Jin, and he had no more than five close friends, especially since none of them were women…
"Brother, what about the girl next to you?"
Murong Jin looked up at him, "My friend's sister is naturally my sister."
Ling Qiao'er nodded frantically beside her, "Yes, that's right, it's my younger sister."
Di Junlan chuckled, "Is that so? Then remember to keep your distance from her, brother. After all, you're mine now."
Ling Qiao'er was stunned. Your people?
Wait, what happened to Di Junlan? Shouldn't he be a smiling tiger? Especially considering his tragic past, although his abilities aren't as good as Murong Jin's, he's still a male lead, so his abilities and personality are typical of a male lead...
The way he's acting all jealous right now... makes her wonder if she's transmigrated into the wrong book...
This person has probably been possessed.
Murong Jin glanced at him, "Your Majesty, you can't say things like that carelessly."
Emperor Junlan sat down next to Murong Jin, his voice filled with resentment, "Regent, don't forget what you promised me."
Murong Jin chuckled lightly, "But Your Majesty, I have not made any promises to you."
Emperor Junlan: "You promised me that you would let me give you up. You can't go back on your word while I still have feelings for you."
Murong Jin's gaze fell on Di Junlan's eyes. "It's good that you've given up. If I have other women, Your Majesty might slowly forget me, especially since you're already thinking that he has another woman. You should let go of that thought..."
Ling Qiao'er stood there dumbfounded.
Holy crap, did she hear some juicy gossip?!
Emperor Junlan likes Murong Jin!!!
Di Junlan's eyes darkened, and he stood directly in front of Murong Jin, placing his hands on Murong Jin's wheelchair and looking down at Murong Jin.
“Brother, although I am inexperienced and impetuous in my youth, I have always believed that if I cannot have something, I will destroy it. But you, brother, I will not destroy it. I will only imprison you…”
Although his voice sounded gentle, it carried a chill. Murong Jin raised an eyebrow and then stared directly at him.
The little wolf cubs started baring their fangs at her, and Murong Jin felt a surge of excitement, especially when she heard the word "imprisonment."
Imprisonment.
She likes this.
The look in Murong Jin's eyes was ambiguous, and Murong Jin was also taken aback by the sharp look in his eyes.
"Oh."
A sudden, cold voice broke the silence. Ling Qiao'er, watching their interaction, felt a strange... flutter in her heart?
Emperor Junlan was somewhat taken aback by Murong Jin's words, and shamefully... he seemed to be feeling something...
He seemed to like Murong Jin just the way she was, especially her aloof and unapproachable demeanor...
Di Junlan stood up and turned slightly to the side. "Brother, I haven't had lunch yet."
Murong Jin noticed his posture was a bit strange, but didn't think much of it. She instructed Yi Yi, who was not far away, "Yi Yi, prepare the meal."
Di Junlan sat down across the table and looked at Ling Qiao'er behind Murong Jin. "This young lady, may I ask your name?"
Ling Qiao'er felt a prickling sensation on her back. "Long live Your Majesty! I am Ling Qiao'er... the Regent's sworn sister..."
Murong Jin picked up the teacup beside him. "Your Majesty, please do not overthink my sworn sister."
"I understand. After all, no woman has ever been by my brother's side, and he has said that he likes men. And I am also a man. The longer my brother spends with me, the more his feelings for me will naturally become different..."
Ling Qiao'er: "..." This Emperor Junlan, why does he seem so greasy? He's nothing like the kind of man described in the book, the one who holds the power of life and death and is at odds with the regent...
Now he seems like a man who only knows how to be jealous...
"Brother Ajin, may I visit the Prince's Mansion anytime in the future?" She learned how to rob someone of this sort of thing eight hundred years ago.
Murong Jin naturally knew what the young girl in front of her was thinking. "Okay." Being a stranger in a strange land, especially one spanning the world, and besides, she quite liked this kind of girl, especially one who could cook delicious food…
Upon hearing this, Di Junlan asked, "Brother, can I come to the palace to play often?"
Murong Jin looked at him and said indifferently, "Whatever you say."
Ling Qiao'er raised the corners of her eyes. It turns out that Di Junlan can't get the better of Brother A Jin after all.
Di Junlan lowered his gaze, but he didn't dare to get angry with Murong Jin directly. He could see through this differential treatment. "Brother, you've changed."
Seeing his expression, Murong Jin thought to herself, "Never mind," and said to him, "Come if you want. You are free to move around the Prince's residence."
The voice no longer carried the coldness of before; instead, it was clear and pleasant, which made Di Junlan feel much more comfortable.
A smile played on his lips. "Okay."
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