Fine, fine, fine—right in front of Salted Fish's rightful wife, he opened his mouth and asked how the Female Emperor was doing!!
Rebel Disciple, can't tell the big joker from the little joker anymore, can you!!
Murong Ziyan was equally baffled. It was one thing for Lin Heng to inquire about the Female Emperor, but he had actually called her "Female Emperor Sister."
The Female Emperor was supreme—was she someone he could casually call sister? She was old enough to be his ancestor!
Honestly, where were his manners?!
Murong Ziyan glanced at Meng Yutong beside her. Seeing her displeasure, she joined in the provocation. "The supreme Female Emperor is doing very well. Lord Lin, you'd best put more thought into your own people, or your inner court won't be peaceful!"
"What are you talking about? I, Lin Heng, still need the Female Emperor's support behind the scenes. I was only asking out of concern."
"By the way, I heard Prince Jing is coming?" Lin Heng stopped showing off and took the initiative to steer the conversation back to business.
Meng Yutong shot him a glance, then silently returned to her seat, thinking, Once Murong Ziyan leaves, I'll deal with this rebel disciple.
Murong Ziyan nodded and sighed. "The letter from Tianxuan came five days ago. Accounting for the difference in travel time, Prince Jing should already be on his way to the Heavenly Action Continent."
"You know that Prince Jing's relationship with the supreme one isn't exactly harmonious. The Female Emperor has a hard time restraining him. The Immortal Sea Human-Demon Map in your hands was drawn by Prince Jing's people. Now that it has become your wedding gown, he is definitely dissatisfied."
Lin Heng crossed one leg over the other and smacked his lips as he drank tea.
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