The look in Zhou Junlin's eyes greatly displeased Song Lianhe.
"He is one of my people. What of it?"
Zhou Junlin raised an eyebrow. He'd heard that after she saved a young boy, she had not only brought him back to the Prince Mansion but was also personally taking care of him.
Only now did he truly look at Ah Jun.
He was an exceptionally handsome boy.
The clarity in his eyes, in particular, combined with a heart-wrenching fragility, could certainly stir one's protective instincts.
He lowered his gaze and chuckled. "Heh... I just wonder what Imperial Uncle would think if he heard about this."
Song Lianhe said with certainty, "He can distinguish right from wrong."
Zhou Junlin narrowed his eyes. When he looked at her again, the smile was gone. "You trust him that much?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Junlin nonchalantly lowered his gaze. "It seems you don't know him very well after all."
