Blinking her eyes for a long while, Yan Luo suddenly clapped her hands and glanced at Little Pink ball beside her.
“They’re having an affair! Scam Pink!” (✧◡✧)
[I think so too, Dear Host! (✧◡✧)]
Seeing that it was about time, Yan Luo informed the nearby female official and began walking back. On the way, she listened as Little Pink explained the various departments of the Dimensional Management Bureau.
The Deputy Director of the Combat Department, before joining the Dimensional Management Bureau, was apparently a formidable figure in his own dimension, almost destroying the world. Later, he somehow ended up getting bound to the system, but his task completion rate had always been very high.
Yan Luo tilted her head and blinked. “Well, that actually sounds pretty reliable.”
[But all the dimensions he used to complete were the kind where you solve problems with fists…] Little Pink added after hearing her.
Thinking of the mission that had made Lu Xunche so frustrated, along with all the messy ‘brotherly bond’ drama…
Yan Luo paused for a second. “…Alright, pretend I said nothing just now.”
Not far from Yan Luo, in a slightly hidden spot, Jun Yulin stood with his brows faintly furrowed, watching her. She wore a luxurious dragon robe, moved with casual nonchalance, and even had the female officials following her from a distance.
He wasn’t sure what had driven him to leave the palace and then return, only to not approach her, just watching from afar.
Usually, Yan Luo always positioned herself firmly as an emperor—wearing heavy makeup, hiding all her smiles, forcing herself to act as a sovereign should. Even he had nearly forgotten that she was only just eighteen, still a young girl.
But now, with no makeup, a light step, and a faint curve at her lips, he couldn’t help but recall that cunning smile she wore when she outmaneuvered her opponents in court.
Jun Yulin narrowed his eyes slightly. This version of Yan Luo was even harder to read than before.
As if she’d figured something out, or maybe learned something from someone?
He had always trusted Yan Luo’s capabilities and sensitivity.
A trace of contemplation flickered across his cold face. He licked his lips lightly, and as he watched the girl walk farther away, he quietly followed after her.
There wasn’t a lot of things for Yan Luo to do. Following the original owner’s routine, after finishing her breakfast, she skimmed through a few relatively unimportant memorials. As she was doing so, she let out a yawn.
With a whim, she pushed the official documents aside and went to nap.
The original owner usually didn’t like having anyone around during this time of day, and Yan Luo was no different. The sleeping quarters were silent and still.
Not long after she drifted off in a drowsy sleep, a figure silently appeared beside her bed.
The visitor looked at Yan Luo, who was hugging her quilt and sleeping soundly, but his brows were still furrowed, as if struggling with something.
Then he reached out and gently poked her cheek.
Mmm… so soft.
The soft, squishy feeling was so addictive that he couldn’t help but poke her again. Twice.
Finally, the deeply sleeping girl was disturbed. With a soft hum, she turned over and pressed the annoying thing down under her.
The unexpected soft contact startled the intruder. He quickly retracted his hand at lightning speed.
After just a brief second’s pause, he vanished in a flash.
Almost as if he was fleeing the scene.
Meanwhile, Yan Luo, only lightly disturbed, furrowed her brows and turned over again, hugging her blanket as she continued sleeping sweetly.
Little Pink, who witnessed the whole thing : [Well… my Dear Host really has nerves of steel.]
By the time Yan Luo woke up, it was already past lunchtime. Since there wasn’t anything urgent, no one dared to wake her.
rokumi’s note : So, in ancient Chinese, the court meetings were usually held at 5 to 7 a.m. Then, they usually had breakfast at 9 a.m. So, in between 7 to 9 a.m., even before having the first meal of the day, the original owner’s Mother called Luoluo for a set-up date.
… Wow.