Ai Lun was frank and generous by nature, and making benign jokes with people was a piece of cake for her. Knowing that Emperor Quan was teasing her on purpose, she didn't mind. She laughed and rolled her eyes at him, ignoring the teasing heat in her ears as she winked at him jokingly.
"I really wanted to join Fourth Brother for Mid-Autumn Festival, but I'm afraid Little Yao will kill me and turn me into New Year cured meat. Hahaha. Right, Little Yao?"
She squeezed Zhan Se's shoulder.
With a half-smile, Zhan Se glanced at her with a curled lip, staying silent.
These little friends seemed to be oblivious to the minor conflict between her and Emperor Quan, each one addressing her as 'sister-in-law' and treating them like a loving couple as usual.
She felt awkward, but she couldn't keep stressing this point over and over, could she?
"Little Yao," Ai Lun was determined to tease her, "are you going to say something? Is it okay for me to accompany Fourth Brother?"
