Since seeing Meng Yuan's appearance, he had been on the verge of moving, but because of the speech of Emperor Ming, he dared not come forward. Now that the emperor had finished, he jumped up excitedly and shouted cheerfully. "Brother Yuan."
The other people present had already taken it seriously, but Zhao Ling couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. The style of presentation here was so out of line, how could she just accept it?
Meng Yuan showed a rare soft expression to Meng Tianlin who jumped up in front of him, and called him softly, "Tianlin."
Hmm? Zhao Ling was a little surprised. It was rare for this guy to be so kind to people, but now...
Meng Tianlin squatted down and shook Meng Yuan's arm with an innocent smile on his face. "Brother Yuan, Tianlin likes Sister Zhao very much. You should marry her home soon. Tianlin wants Sister Zhao to become your princess soon."
