Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed! Chapter 118: And You Call Yourself a King

Bai Ziling placed the untouched pastries in front of him, along with the plate, in front of Su Juan.

Su Juan didn’t expect to get along so well with Bai Ziling. The young man even shared his food with her, and looking at this fair-faced young gentleman, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of affection. [What a handso young man...]

Song Qianhang’s heart tightened, and his hand clutching the wine cup slightly tensed.

Xie Xun was surprised; has she taken a liking to him!?

Everyone perked up their ears, glancing towards Su Juan.

[From now on, you are my little brother Su Juan, and I will cover you. Let’s see who dares to bully you!]

Marquis Wu Yuan’s smile froze on his face: "..."

The crowd looked at Bai Ziling with sympathy; the man is affectionate, but the lady has no interest. She only wants to be his sister.

Song Qianhang’s grip on his wine cup loosened. He lowered his eyes and took a sip, breathing a sigh of relief. Seeing Su Juan smile, his lips curled slightly.

Liu Xuan sat right across from him. He couldn’t hear what Su Juan was thinking, but glanced at her from ti to ti, seeing Bai Ziling and Su Juan chatting and laughing. He just lowered his eyes and drank, showing no reaction.

However, for those familiar with him, like Liu Miaoying, they could clearly sense his change in mood, probably feeling a bit tense inside.

But Liu Xuan, he always spoke and acted as if he had no emotions.

Knowing what Su Juan was thinking, Bai Ziling was slightly taken aback, not expecting Su Juan to consider him as a younger brother.

His parents died in battle when he was very young. He grew up with his grandfather and had no peers around him. He didn’t want to interact with them, knowing people secretly looked down on him, calling him la and a bastard behind his back.

But Su Juan was even better than he imagined. She spoke up for the military families and didn’t look down on him for his la leg like others did.

She even considered him as a younger brother the first ti they t.

"Miss Su, what do you usually do?"

"I usually handle official business, but if I have ti, I’ll go to the library or Jing Garden. There are many people there; I love going," Su Juan pondered. [I do go to the library, so it’s not really a lie.]

She still wanted to save face in front of this handso young gentleman.

Xie Xun almost burst into laughter. Library? Jing Garden?

Su Juan went to the library for Shen Ruhui’s scripts and was dragged to Jing Garden, barely going once every half a month. Yet, she claid she loved going there.

Bai Ziling’s eyes brightened, "I also love going to the library, but I’ve never been to Jing Garden. Miss Su, what kind of place is it?"

"Is it like a brothel?"

"Cough! Cough—cough!" Su Juan coughed a few tis, choking on the pastry.

[How does this young gentleman know about the brothel?]

She looked at Bai Ziling incredulously, [He looks so innocent, could he also love visiting brothels?]

Everyone also looked at Bai Ziling, puzzled. They hadn’t heard of Marquis Wu Yuan’s grandson enjoying brothels.

Su Juan’s expression was a bit complex, "How do you know about the brothel?"

Bai Ziling’s eyes were bright, "I heard people say you often go there."

Su Juan: "..." [Which scoundrel is spreading rumors about ?]

Su Juan felt her reputation unjustly tarnished, her face calm, "It must be those outside making up stories, I’ve never gone to such chaotic places."

The crowd looked at her with contempt, not wanting to expose her.

Su Juan loved visiting brothels; who in Capital City didn’t know? She was almost as notorious as Xie Xun, the little dandy.

Su Juan: "You mustn’t go to such places. Jing Garden is suitable for you. People often hold poetry etings and tea parties there. If you’re interested, you can take a look."

Bai Ziling nodded, believing whatever Su Juan said, "Then, aside from Jing Garden and the library, where else do you like to go?"

"I rarely love going out on usual days and just stay at the mansion."

Su Juan ate the pastry, fewer people approaching her to talk thanks to Bai Ziling, enjoying the peace. She smiled at Bai Ziling, "Calling Miss Su is too formal, I’m older than you. If you don’t mind taking advantage, you can call sister."

[Calling sister is much better; it sounds nice, unlike that horrible ’Peeling Skin Man.’] Su Juan was thoroughly disgusted by it.

The officials present couldn’t bear to watch her. Vice Director’s face was truly thick-skinned, making Marquis Wu Yuan’s grandson call you sister while he’s there, how dare you?

Bai Ziling felt a subtle emotion, wanting to be closer to Su Juan. He looked at her, "Sister Su, if I miss you in the future, can I visit the Su Family to find you?"

Su Juan’s eyes curved with a smile, "Of course you can, but I’ve been staying at the Duke Mansion lately. If you want to find , you’ll have to co there."

Bai Ziling: "Sister Su, do you an Duke Ping Mansion?"

Su Juan nodded: [He really knows how to call sister; sweet talker, so obedient.]

Everyone couldn’t bear to watch, wanting to cover their ears. All the benefits of Bai Ziling were eaten up by Vice Director.

Marquis Wu Yuan’s expression was frozen on his old face: "..."

He had planned to propose to the Su Family, but now his grandson was calling the lady sister.

Liu Miaoying laughed, unable to help herself, thinking, Ah Juan, really, how could you tease soone who will inherit the title one day?

At this mont, the Emperor and Empress arrived hand in hand.

Those below rose to kneel, and the Old Emperor took his seat at the head with clear happiness showing on his face.

From the mont she appeared, the Empress’s gaze was on those below, scanning for Su Juan. As everyone rose, her heart finally settled firmly.

The young girl sat there, eyes only for the food, just like the first ti she had seen her.

The Empress’s heart was warm, and fortunately, no one noticed her unusual behavior.

At the Old Emperor’s birthday banquet, both food and entertainnt were excellent. Su Juan felt a rush of excitent and wanted a bit of wine, but her wine pot only poured out tea.

She frowned slightly and whispered to Bai Ziling, "Ziling, is your wine pot also tea?"

Bai Ziling was slightly taken aback, "What tea?"

Shouldn’t it be wine in the pot?

Hearing him say this, Su Juan understood everything, lowered her face, and drew circles on the table with her fingers. [Old geezer, on your happy day, you don’t even serve wine. How stingy, you, a king, being so petty!]

The Old Emperor snorted softly, sipping his little wine, not glancing at Su Juan.

What old geezer, what stingy, what petty!

I’m clearly doing it for your own good; a young girl drinking so much every day, aren’t you afraid of being taken advantage of?

The officials all knew; His Majesty was afraid Vice Director would lose control after drinking and point at him, maybe even climbing onto the dragon throne.

No one expected His Majesty to go that far, even on such a joyous day, only giving her tea.

Bai Ziling hesitated for a mont, then quietly handed his wine pot to Su Juan, placing it on her table...

Su Juan was imdiately overjoyed, [Not bad, for Marquis Wu Yuan’s grandson, giving the wine, such camaraderie!]

[Old geezer, are you going to beat Bai Ziling twenty tis too?]

The Old Emperor: "..."