Chapter 1237 - Jealousy (1) (1/2)

Murong Ling lifted his head and noticed Lu Yeming standing right in front of him. Within seconds, Lu Yeming had acted, protecting Jun Xiqing behind his tall build.

The corners of Murong Ling’s lips kicked up, revealing a slight smile on his devilishly charming face. “West Duke, you’re really petty. Men are bros forever and women are just like clothes that could be switched out anytime. Just let me take a look at her!”

With that, Murong Ling moved swiftly, stretching out his arm to pass by Lu Yeming, reaching for Jun Xiqing.

But Lu Yeming moved even more quickly than Murong Ling, grasping Jun Xiqing’s svelte waist to pull her into his embrace, his other arm striking Murong Ling’s chest with a swift motion, bringing about a sudden strong gust of wind.

Murong Ling staggered backwards.

“Third Prince!” The royal guards ran over to check on him.

“I’m fine, leave us.” Murong Ling signaled for everyone to leave. “West Duke, you’ve won again!”

Lu Yeming gave Murong Ling an impassive glance. Meanwhile, Jun Xiqing stretched her arm out, pushing Lu Yeming away so that she could get out of his embrace, taking two steps backwards.

He glanced at her.

“Miss Jun must be tired. Bring Miss Jun to her room to have some rest,” Murong Ling ordered.

“Miss Jun, this way please.”

…

The maid brought Jun Xiqing into the Palace, passing by the lobby and heading for the luxury room.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks in the lobby.

Jun Xiqing lifted her head, a huge painting in the middle of the lobby—-The Dragon Totem.

She had seen this Dragon Totem somewhere.

It was on Lu Yeming’s back. The Dragon Totem on his back was the exact one as the huge Dragon Totem painting in this Palace!

“Miss Jun, what are you looking at?” the maid asked.

Jun Xiqing’s heart raced, she had discovered another secret again.

She had many questions in her head. And this secret was able to answer most of the questions she had.

“Why is the Dragon Totem here?”

“Miss Jun, the Murong family has been rulers for generations. It is said that the chosen one would have a Dragon Totem on their body, this was the symbolism of the purest, most supreme bloodline and absolute power.”

Jun Xiqing’s pupils contracted. So… it was indeed like that…

Lu Yeming really wasn’t Lu Jinwen and Lin Xuanji’s son!

He was the son of the King of Country A!

He was the chosen one!

Was he even aware of that?

He brought Madam Xuanji to Country A when he was 18, had he already known that it was his country?

Had he already talked to Lu Jinwen about it?

What kind of deal did they make?

Did Madam Xuanji know about it?

Did Madam Xuanji know that her son had already passed away the moment she gave birth to him?

There were too many questions running through her mind and Jun Xiqing closed her eyes warily. If anything, she only knew a small sliver of the truth.

The question that bothered her the most was, why didn’t he go back and acknowledge his roots and ancestors?

Was it… because of… Sister Mo’er?

Jun Xiqing opened her eyes, glancing over at the maid. “Is Third Prince King Murong’s son?”

The maid was about to speak when someone appeared. It was Murong Ling.

“Third Prince.”

Murong waved his hand, dismissing the maid. “Leave.”

“Yes.”