Upon hearing the voice.
Lin Heng whipped his head around and saw that Jiang Jingyi had appeared in the shadows at the dungeon entrance at some unknown time, with Murong Ziyan beside her, wearing a gloating expression.
Σ(????)? The Female Emperor was actually here?
Did that mean she had heard every last word of his grand boasts about stealing her home turf?!
Lin Heng's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed slightly.
[Damn! No way... Why would the Female Emperor show up at a time like this!] [I thought there would be someone watching in secret at most. Who would've thought...]
Lin Heng subconsciously flexed both arms, trying to drive his rocking chair backward. He had clearly realized something was wrong.
He had deliberately said those things just now to provoke Prince Jing, while also accomplishing certain goals along the way.
But he had never intended to get caught red-handed by the Female Emperor. If she caught him, wouldn't he be finished?!
Jiang Jingyi could cripple even her own elder brother. If she could treat her blood brother like that, then a husband like him probably...
"(???) Oh my, Lin Sizhu, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"
A fragrant breeze entered his nose. Murong Ziyan moved with quick eyes and deft hands, flashing behind him and firmly pressing both hands onto the rocking chair's handles, leaving him unable to move.
She bent down and leaned close to Lin Heng's ear, laughing wantonly. "What's this? Why has Lin Sizhu become so flustered? Seeing Her Supremacy and not even offering greetings before trying to leave—isn't that a little rude?"
"Or could it be... because you said something you shouldn't have just now? Or perhaps you harbored some treasonous thoughts you shouldn't have had?"
Lin Heng swallowed and