Ling Shu Lou (Spiritual Library).
Ling Qiao'er sat on the balcony railing, looking at the flow of people below. Finally, her gaze fell on a tall young man pushing a wheelchair.
The word "wheelchair".
It reminded her of the aloof and indifferent regent.
ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh.
She has been in this world for three months, and she still hasn't met the white moonlight in her heart.
The regent in the book was ultimately framed and died alone and helpless, while the emperor inherited everything the regent had after his death...
"Qiao'er, come quick, we have a distinguished guest."
Upon hearing this, Ling Qiao'er turned to look at him and asked, "What distinguished guest?"
“Distinguished guest who came looking for books. You might not recognize me. Come here.”
Ling Qiao'er walked over, and the waiter next to her pointed to the people in the lobby below, "Do you know that person?"
Ling Qiao'er shook her head, "I don't know him."
The waiter looked at him with adoration, "He's the Regent."
Ling Qiao'er's eyes widened for a moment, then she stared intently at the man sitting in the wheelchair below, especially at the slight upturn of his lips after she heard the shopkeeper say something...
Ahhh.
Her white moonlight!!!
It's true!!
Her serene and aloof demeanor is truly unmatched.
Murong Jin was holding two books, and Yi Er said to the shopkeeper, "Long time no see."
The shopkeeper, with an honest and simple look, said, "It's been a long time since His Highness has been here."
Murong Jin: "I was a bit busy before, but I'm not so busy now. I'll probably come here often in the future."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. "Then I must hurry and search for books everywhere, after all, Your Highness's understanding of this world goes far beyond Da Cheng."
Murong Jin chuckled lightly: "The shopkeeper is still the same as before, all talk and no action."
Yi Er: "Master, that's called being straightforward."
Then the shopkeeper and Yi Er both laughed, "Hahaha..."
A smile also lingered in Murong Jin's eyes.
"I remember back then, Your Highness, you often got into fights with the young master next door, and you always had to run here to hide."
Seeing their boss chatting with the Regent in a familiar manner, Ling Qiao'er immediately ran downstairs.
He approached Murong Jin and exclaimed, "Regent!!"
Then the shopkeeper pulled her back, saying, "Qiao'er, don't be rude."
"Your Highness, this is a writer from my shop. She was a bit impetuous. Please don't take it to heart."
Murong Jin's gaze fell on the woman behind the shopkeeper, and she said in a cold tone, "It's nothing."
The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief. "This is the Regent. You mustn't be so reckless in the future, understand?"
Ling Qiao'er nodded, but her eyes remained fixed on Murong Jin.
Murong Jin naturally noticed that this person's eyes were open and honest, without any hidden meaning. What started as admiration had turned into sympathy and anger...
Why did this girl end up showing her pity?
On the second floor, Murong Jin sat there looking at the books on the table, most of which were about literary common sense and geographical knowledge.
Meanwhile, a figure was always secretly watching her from the side of the door.
"Miss Qiao'er."
Ling Qiao'er immediately stood up straight, her face showing guilt. "Ah, Your Highness, would you like some tea? I'll go prepare it."
Murong Jin put down the book in his hand. "You don't need to be so reserved in front of me. I won't do anything to you."
Upon hearing this, Ling Qiao'er's eyes immediately lit up. As expected of her male god, since he said not to be reserved, she would not hold back.
However, she still had some concerns. After all, he was the regent. If she did something that displeased him, would she be thrown into prison?
There was still some hesitation on his face. Murong Jin chuckled when he saw it, "If you have something to say, just say it. I won't blame you."
Ling Qiao'er, having received his assurance, said, "Your Highness, yes, yes, are you going to Mongolia in a year?"
Murong Jin wanted to say that she had already returned from Mongolia, but then she heard the girl say, "If you go to Mongolia, be careful, especially with someone surnamed Lu. You absolutely cannot treat him as a friend..."
land.
Mongolia.
Lu Zhishen.
Murong Jin's eyes held a deep scrutiny; it was obvious what this woman was trying to remind her of.
"Miss Ling, what reason do I have to listen to what you're saying?"
Ling Qiao'er was stunned. Oh right, this isn't modern times, where people are used to being casual. This is ancient times, after all. How could a powerful regent listen to the words of a mere writer like her?
"It was Qiao'er who overstepped her bounds."
"Tell me your reasons, and I will believe you."
Upon hearing this, Ling Qiao'er's eyes flashed. The prince didn't blame her! Ahhh, he truly is her idol.
However, she couldn't say that she had transmigrated into the book and wasn't from this world. She could only say, "Qiao'er dreamt that Your Highness had encountered trouble in the Meng Kingdom... If Your Highness doesn't believe me, Qiao'er can recount the entire dream, including all of Your Highness's dreams from childhood to adulthood..."
Upon hearing this, Murong Jin exclaimed, "Also two."
After Yi Er left the room, only Ling Qiao'er and Murong Jin remained.
Ling Qiao'er looked at Murong Jin, who had sent everyone away, with some doubts in her heart, and then began to tell what she knew about the plot.
From the moment Murong Jin heard her story before she turned 20, she understood that this woman, like her, had probably awakened. And the reason for this woman's awakening was probably to tell Murong Jin to stay away from those unknown dangers.
Seeing Murong Jin's nonchalant attitude, Ling Qiao'er became anxious. "Your Highness, whether you believe it or not, if we go to Meng Kingdom, we must be careful."
"Didn't the shopkeeper tell you that I've been back from Mongolia for several months?"
Ling Qiao'er was stunned and dumbfounded. "Huh?"
"You're a writer; give me your completed work later."
Ling Qiao'er's eyes widened. She had been writing stories about the regent, especially stories like "The domineering prince falls in love with me"... If he saw them, she would be absolutely furious!
"This...this..."
"Hmm? You don't want to?"
Feeling pressured, Ling Qiao'er immediately agreed, "Okay, okay, okay."
At worst, I can just give him the story of Emperor Junlan. That way, there won't be any problems. After all, it's a story about an emperor, not that he's actually an emperor...
snort
Having selected quite a few books, Murong Jin looked at Ling Qiao'er not far away as she left.
What a coincidence!
He was carrying a lot of things in his hands. "The neighbors heard about your whereabouts and gave the things to the shopkeeper, who then handed them over to me."
"My lord, you are still the beloved figure of the people of Dacheng."
Murong Jin took a meat pie from his hand. "It's alright."
This is the great Cheng that she was willing to give up her life to protect. Putting herself in others' shoes, she never heard any bad things said about the people.
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