Ling Qiao'er looked at the person whose face immediately brightened from gloomy to sunny.
Seriously... this is the first time I've ever seen someone change their expression so quickly.
He truly deserves the nickname "Smiling Tiger".
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Qiao'er pushed Murong Jin, and Di Junlan walked beside the wheelchair. "Miss Qiao'er, right? Let me handle this. After all, the Regent is my brother."
Ling Qiao'er blinked and said, "I've only been here for a few days, so there's no need for Your Majesty to trouble yourself. Besides, this is a trivial matter, and Your Majesty shouldn't waste your time on it."
Unseen by others, Murong Jin's lips curled into a slight smile.
It seems like we could consider adopting Qiao'er as our younger sister.
A murderous glint flashed in Di Junlan's eyes. "Is that so?"
Before Ling Qiao'er could do anything, she suddenly felt a slight pain in her hand. She instinctively let go, and Murong Jin had already been pushed away by Di Junlan.
Ling Qiao'er looked at the figure in front of her, feeling a little scared. She had sensed that Di Junlan had just tried to kill her.
Those eyes, though smiling, were filled with murderous intent...
Ling Qiao'er's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that the plot had changed quite a bit since Murong Jin began to awaken. After all, the Regent Prince wouldn't die because of Lu Zhishen now...
However, in the book, most of the plot involving Murong Jin and Di Junlan is handled by their subordinates, and the two of them rarely meet except when attending court or state banquets...
Now, the emperor frequently visits the regent's palace and even says he likes his brother. Not only are his actions strange, but his language is also incredibly shameless...
There are two reasons: 1. He genuinely likes Regent Murong Jin; 2. Emperor Junlan has ulterior motives...
Following behind them, they arrived at the dining table. Di Junlan sat directly next to Murong Jin. Ling Qiao'er narrowed her eyes, watching the man who was fawning over Murong Jin.
"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so kind to me, even wanting to dine with me."
Murong Jin raised her eyes slightly, said nothing, took a sip of clear soup, and looked at Ling Qiao'er beside her, "Qiao'er, let's eat together."
"Oh~~" Ling Qiao'er sat down on the other side of Murong Jin. "By the way, brother, I'm going to figure out how to make hot pot for you today."
Upon hearing the words "hot pot," Murong Jin's expression softened. "Okay."
Looking into that gentle gaze, Di Junlan glanced at Ling Qiao'er beside him, his eyes filled with malice.
This woman is such an eyesore here.
In particular, why did she deserve her brother's tenderness? He had never smiled at her like that before.
Ling Qiao'er naturally sensed the gaze coming from the other side, especially the dangerous aura that seemed intent on killing her.
"Brother, can I live in the manor from now on?" She was afraid that Di Junlan would take the opportunity to kill her while she was out... If that happened, there would be no way to prove anything, and who would she cry to?
"Sure, feel free to use the kitchen."
Murong Jin would naturally not miss out on the delicacies of this other world, especially since this world was the one she longed for.
It's not just about systems, but also about people's freedom, freedom of power, and fair competition.
Ling Qiao'er wasn't really sure what Murong Jin was thinking, but no matter what, she was determined to cling to him shamelessly. Her crush had become her brother—in this situation, Verigood said, "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Di Junlan asked, "What about me, brother?"
Murong Jin's gentle expression immediately turned stiff. "Whatever you say."
Di Junlan's face was filled with disappointment and anger, but he dared not show it. After all, if he did, Murong Jin would definitely not allow him to enter the Regent's Palace.
Ling Qiao'er smiled and said, "Brother, if you eat this, I'll cook you a dish tonight that will be absolutely delicious."
Murong Jin looked at Ling Qiao'er with a doting smile, "Okay."
Emperor Junlan was furious. The way these two were acting now was just like his wife flirting with some other young man...
I'm already so angry, why would I want to eat anything?
Murong Jin naturally didn't miss the expression on the man's face beside her; on the contrary, she found it novel that this man could actually show such a look of suppressed anger...
"Qiao'er, how many hours do you work at the library each day?"
Murong Jin had already understood the meaning of the word "going to work".
Ling Qiao'er thought for a moment, "Well, it probably depends on how well the shopkeeper handles things. If they need more scripts for me, they can expedite the process. If they need new scripts, I'll be responsible for writing them."
"Oh? It's like what you're talking about, publication? And there's this thing called 'pressuring for the manuscript'?"
Ling Qiao'er nodded frantically, "Yes, if sales are high, then it's the boss's problem. If I haven't finished writing, then it's my problem. I need to work overtime every day to write the manuscript..."
Anyway, both of her novels feature protagonists based on Di Junlan and Murong Jin, two books with two different character types... Even if the two are in the same book, Murong Jin is the protagonist, and Di Junlan is the villain, the kind who ends up being tortured to the point of wishing he were dead...
snort.
That scoundrel actually took everything belonging to my boyfriend in the end.
Di Junlan only felt that Ling Qiao'er's gaze towards him just now carried a hint of contempt and anger...
No, what gives her the right?
She's the one who's taken over his brother, but now it's his fault?
Murong Jin listened to what she said and said, "As for printing, the current technology isn't up to par." After all, there's no electricity.
Ling Qiao'er nodded. "Yes, it's a pity I'm not familiar with electricity. Otherwise, if I told you, you might also try to find a solution."
Ling Qiao'er thought for a moment, "But brother, every world has its own rules, which are not so easy to change, especially since society needs to develop..."
Murong Jin hummed in agreement, "I know."
She didn't think too much about it. Since awakening, she had been thinking about major events, which have now been arranged. The rest is up to humanity to be self-reliant, rather than having her take full responsibility.
Ling Qiao'er leaned closer to Murong Jin and said, "By the way, brother, you'd better not take on everything yourself like before. You'll spoil those people, especially since they'll turn around and blame you. You can't fatten people's hearts."
Murong Jin couldn't help but chuckle, his voice filled with joy and happiness. He reached out and patted the little girl's head beside him. "Yes, brother understands."
Having a younger sister is quite nice.
This girl is much more straightforward than Yun'er.
"I'll introduce you to my cousin another day."
Upon hearing this, Ling Qiao'er naturally recognized Murong Jin's cousin. "Although I've heard her speak, I've never met her. I'm really looking forward to meeting my sister."
Murong Jin hummed in agreement, "You're about the same age."
Ling Qiao'er chuckled, "Then I have to be older." In the real world, she was already twenty-five years old, which meant she was only two months younger than Murong Jin.
Di Junlan's eyes were cold, especially since he could understand some of the words the two people said, but when put together, he couldn't quite understand them.
His brother had a secret with someone else behind his back.
This made him want to kill the other person.
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