Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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With permission granted, Falek, carrying an oil lamp, entered with Faith and Canaan.

The oil lamp had barely been put down when the three of them pounced on Lu Jianling, pinning her down. Lu Jianling was both amused and exasperated, "Sigh, you guys are really..."

Just when she thought the three of them were just trying to tease her and play pranks on her, she suddenly felt a warm, large thing.

Lu Jianling waved his hand and kicked, "What are you doing!"

Falek, Faith, and Canaan were stunned by the intense reaction. After a few seconds of frozen silence, Falek finally spoke, "I'm sorry, we thought..."

"I'm sorry, I..." Canaan stammered, like a child who had been scolded by an adult but didn't know what he had done wrong.

Lu Jianling covered her face in exasperation. She didn't know what to say, so she could only apologize, "I'm sorry, no, sigh, I, I, it's my fault."

Faith glanced at Lu Jianling, "We're leaving now." She turned to leave. Lu Jianling hesitated, "Wait."

The three stopped and turned around.

"I don't know how to say it..."

Chapter 881 Explanation: Two idiots, they've got her completely figured out.

Lu Jianling explained why she had such a strong reaction just now.

After her husband died, she never had another partner. The first few years were fine, but later she didn't know why, but every now and then she would have that kind of thing. She always took care of it herself, but only with a small penis, for fear that it would arouse her sexual desire.

After saying that, Lu Jianling gave a wry smile, looked at the three of them, and asked, "Isn't it ridiculous?"

"What is Mr. Horn?" Canaan asked, his eyes wide open.

Falek flicked Canaan on the forehead. "Idiot, it's the one you're holding."

"How big is 'not big'?" Faith asked seriously, as if it were an academic discussion.

Falek rubbed her temples; she was utterly exasperated with these two.

If you can't speak, don't speak.

Lu Jianling, who was initially feeling ashamed and nervous because she had just revealed her secret, was immediately amused by the two of them and relaxed completely.

For some reason, after revealing something she had kept hidden for so long, Lu Jianling suddenly felt relieved. She even mustered up the courage to gesture with her fingers, "It's about this long, about as thick as my thumb."

Canaan stroked his chin, looking thoughtful. "It's so short and thin, it definitely can't reach the very inside."

*Slap!* Falek slapped her on the back of the head. “Can you shut up?”

Canaan turned and glared fiercely at Falek, "If you touch my genius brain with your pig's trotters again, I'll fight back."

"You dare to insult me!" Falek said, and then used a grappling move to subdue Canaan.

Canaan retaliated with a scissor kick, and the two wrestled together, but it wasn't a real fight; they were just playing around.

Lu Jianling was once again at a loss for words. Previously, she had seen Falek as mature and intellectual, and Canaan as quiet and earnest. But in less than one night, their images had been completely reversed.

As if she could read minds, Faith saw through Lu Jianling's thoughts. "But they're fine the way they are now, aren't they?"

Lu Jianling nodded slightly.

After learning about Falek and Canaan's past, she could imagine that Falek, facing a corrupt court and a chaotic political situation, was probably someone who wore a tense expression during the day and couldn't sleep well at night. As a leader among technocrats, Canaan could only gradually hide his original edges and become more and more taciturn in one project after another.

“I’m fine too,” Faith said with a smile.

She used to be a very ambitious person who couldn't accept that her life had no meaning that others recognized. If anyone dared to say something nihilistic like "God is dead," she would twist their head off with one hand.

However, after joining Ronan and his group, she no longer deliberately pursued meaning. It wasn't that she slid into nihilism, but rather that she reconciled with herself.

“He’s really special, if you keep getting to know him.” Faith said this to Lu Jianling, but her eyes were looking out the window as she spoke.

"really."

“Agreed, even though he’s a damn exploiter.”

Falek and Canaan, who were already entangled, listened and expressed their agreement one after the other.

Faith smiled again.

Who is Ronan? Sometimes he seems like a monster driven purely by desire, sometimes he shines with the light of humanity, and often he seems like a detached god playing games with the world.

It sounds unusual, but if you think about it carefully, animality, humanity, divinity—isn't this just a human being? That's it. At first glance, he doesn't look like a human, but upon closer inspection, he is completely human. That's Ronan.

Ronan once said, "The struggle to reach the top is enough to fill a person's heart." This statement made Faith, who had always had some vague thoughts, understand that everything is meaningless, yet meaningful, absurd, real, and beautiful.

"Mm," Lu Jianling responded.

In the afternoon, when Ronan once again broadened her understanding, she clearly realized Ronan's special qualities.

Faith, Falek, and Canaan got out of bed one after another, preparing to leave, but Canaan suddenly stopped and looked at Lu Jianling, "Lu, are you really not coming?"

Lu Jianling reached out and patted the little thing beside the bed. "I have my own."

"Uh, that kind of thing isn't just about using one thing to insert back and forth there. Otherwise, what would be the point of having men?" Canaan gave him a look that said, "I don't understand what you're thinking."

Of course, Canaan herself only understood after being manipulated by Ronan many times. In the past, she also thought it was just about inserting something. If that's all, then what's the point of having men? The feelings between people cannot be achieved by mechanical things.

Falek kicked Canaan. Although Lu Jianling didn't say much, it was obvious that she and her deceased husband probably didn't have a good relationship, and that they weren't very good in that area either.

“Sigh, if you want to come, then come on,” Lu Jianling said.

Canaan immediately smiled excitedly, and hurriedly pulled a two-headed dragon from another pocket.

“Uh, this…” Lu Jianling’s expression froze instantly.

This one looks a bit longer than the previous one.

Lu Jianling's feeling was right. He had almost inserted it into her before, which was only thirteen centimeters long. This double-ended one was fifteen centimeters long on one side and eighteen centimeters long on the other.

“This isn’t big, Ronan…” Canaan hadn’t even finished speaking when Falek covered his mouth.

Falek grabbed Canaan, "Don't bother with her, she's been acting strangely lately, let's go."

After saying that, Falek and the other two left.

The door creaked and clicked shut, leaving Lu Jianling alone in the large room.

Late at night, a solitary lamp, a person in bed.

One second it was bustling and noisy, the next it was completely empty.

After a while, the three of them had walked far away.

"Hey, Fa, my plan is about to succeed," Canaan complained, a little annoyed.

Falek covered his mouth and chuckled mockingly, "Your plan? Ashley just said a few words offhand, and you took them seriously, and then it became your plan?"

Ashley jokingly suggested that Lu Jianling be developed and then Ronan be allowed to acquire her, but Canaan took it seriously.

How did Ashley know about Lu Jianling's situation? It was an unexpected discovery during her surveillance of Lu Jianling.

As for Ashley and Canaan, they are very familiar with each other. Canaan's Technology Bureau is under the Ministry of the Interior, and the Magic Pistol was first used by people from the Ministry of the Interior to arrest people. Ashley is a key member of the Ministry of the Interior's Security Bureau.

"Tch, if you don't find it interesting, then don't participate," Canaan said.

"Heh, I didn't say it was boring. I just thought you were too impatient just now. I've arranged everything, so don't worry." Falek raised the corners of her mouth in the moonlight, looking every bit the wicked woman.

Canaan's curiosity was immediately piqued. "What arrangements?"

At this moment, in the guest room, the light that Falek had brought in was still on. Lu Jianling, who was about to go to sleep, was about to turn off the light when she saw another thing that hadn't been taken away—something that was longer than her Mr. Horn but much thicker.

She reached out her hand, but in mid-air, she quickly withdrew it as if she had been electrocuted, then lay down on the bed and pulled the thin blanket over her head tightly.

Lu Jianling felt a wave of fear wash over her; she had actually considered giving it a try. But then she realized how ridiculous she was. She was already this old; what was there to be nervous about?

Chapter 882 Revealing Wounds: A Prince Who Doesn't Want to Be Emperor Isn't a Good Brother—Those Who Know, Know.

Meanwhile, Ronan had just met with a middle-aged man and was on his way home.

The next day, in a secluded Buddhist temple, Ronan met Zhao Junyong, the young prince who had been longing for extraordinary abilities and had finally obtained them with Ronan's help.

It must be said that Buddhist temples have many functions.

"It's been a long time. Your Highness is still as dashing as ever," Ronan said politely.

The young Zhao Jun was dressed smartly, but his demeanor was somewhat dejected. "Probably."

"Actually, I've always had a question: why is the generational name of the current, oh no, the deposed emperor, different from yours?" Ronan asked, though he actually knew the answer, he was just asking a question he already knew the answer to.

The deposed emperor, Zhao Disheng, colluded with rebels. This matter cannot be discussed openly. It is fine to know about it and talk about it in private, but it cannot be discussed publicly.

But he can't be innocent either. If he's innocent, then who's guilty of something this big?

Therefore, the only options are not to silence him, not to deny the rumors, not to debate, not to set a tone, but to arrange for him to "abdicate" and then "die of illness."

The deposed emperor Zhao Disheng and Zhao Junyong were brothers, but their generational names were different. How could this be?

The reason is that, legally speaking, they are no longer brothers.

Zhao Junyong was not called by this name before; his name was Zhao Huanzhao. He was the third son of the previous emperor. The previous emperor died young and had a total of ten children, three of whom were sons.

At the beginning of Zhao Disheng's reign, he couldn't wait to take the opportunity to cause trouble. He wanted to adopt his second brother to a prince who had made great contributions but had died without an heir, so that the prince could continue the family line.

The second son also possessed extraordinary power. In Zhao Disheng's view, this backup plan was not good and should be discarded. More importantly, he wanted to use this incident to fight against the court officials and try to regain some of the power that his spendthrift father had lost.

In the end, for reasons unknown, the second son died, and the court officials agreed to the matter, but the adopted son was the third son, who is now the Prince of Nanhai, Zhao Junyong.

The title "King of the South China Sea" sounds grand, but he was actually the king of South China Sea County. South China Sea County was a county that couldn't govern anything. To be a king and tyrant in such a county was, in reality, just the level of a local tyrant.

Of course, Zhao Jun was an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire, so some people in the court, out of a sense of compensation, still gave him face. This is why Chen Zuolin's side planned to have him cause trouble for Ronan. If he were just the King of the South Sea, he would really be unworthy.

However, Zhao Jun himself was certainly unwilling to become the so-called King of the South China Sea.

At this moment, Ronan bringing this up is practically reopening old wounds.

“Mr. Luo, you…” Zhao Jun was very annoyed. Being young and a prince, he naturally couldn’t hide his emotions.

"I'm sorry," Ronan said casually, without offering any apology whatsoever.

He just wanted to see if the young prince would lose his composure. Although the plan temporarily required an emperor, it didn't necessarily have to be Zhao Junyong, right? Legally, he was no longer the deposed emperor's brother. Otherwise, since the deposed emperor had no son, it would have been his brother's turn to become emperor.

Of course, Ronan still wanted to use him, but precisely because he wanted to use him, he didn't give him any face. First, he wanted to make him really think he was someone important, and second, he hoped that Ronan would take the initiative to turn against him in the future. If he took the initiative to turn against him, then some things would definitely not be Ronan's fault, right?

"It's alright, it's alright," Zhao Jun said with a smile. He held back his words, and the two "it's alright"s seemed more like he was saying them to himself.

"What are your plans, Your Highness?" Ronan went straight to the point.

"The current state of the dynasty is in chaos, and the throne is vacant. This is an unprecedented absurdity. As a prince, I have a responsibility to quell the chaos and restore order to the court. Of course, if I have the opportunity, I should promote virtuous people to help me revive the Great Wei Dynasty," Zhao Junyong said.

To put it another way, it means, if you want to be the emperor, once you become the emperor, he will definitely make you a high-ranking official.

Ronan smiled. "They won't choose you."

This means that none of the factions' first choice was Zhao Junyong.

Zhao Jun clenched his fists, but his face remained relatively calm as he asked, "Mr. Luo has made great contributions to our country, and now that he has become a citizen of our Celestial Empire, he is also a citizen of our country. He has also developed some connections with those people. Can't you say something?"

Ronan waved his hand. "First, it's not a great achievement. Facts and conclusions are two different things. In the conclusion, the rebels are not weak. After all, if they were weak, wouldn't the court, which failed to quickly deal with the rebels, seem even more useless? But the rebels are not very strong either. If they were too strong, wouldn't that mean that the mighty Celestial Empire couldn't actually handle it at all, and that it all depended on me, a foreigner? So, I just helped quell a disturbance. Can I really speak based on that?"

"Secondly, naturalization is a trivial matter and not worth mentioning. I am a Seresian, so I am a Seresian."

"Thirdly, so what if I have connections with those people? If they interfere with the throne, that would be breaking the rules."

Zhao Jun sighed, "In that case, I won't bother you any longer, sir."

"Don't rush, Your Highness. Winning first doesn't mean you've won. You're not the emperor now, but you might be in the future," Ronan said with a smile.

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned.

Ronan sighed. This young man had ambition, but his talent was really lacking. He had no comprehension at all, and he was not as good as Ambrina, who was the same age at the time. Ambrina had a high level of comprehension, especially when it came to playing pranks.

Ronan had no choice but to personally analyze and explain the situation to the prince. "Right now, all parties are locked in a stalemate, but we can't delay any longer. So the result is that someone who isn't opposed by any party will be chosen as emperor. But this is only a temporary cover-up of the conflicts."

"The conflict I'm referring to isn't about power, but rather the overall economy of Seres. The southern coastal region wants to expand production and needs raw material bases and markets. Unlike the West, Seres is already large, with so many people, why go to such lengths? But the North disagrees. They think that if they do this, they'll be leeched off by the South. The North wants to collect heavy taxes from the South and then further develop itself."

"This is just a rough estimate. In fact, there are many different branches and factions in the South and the North, but in short, the current economic model has reached a point where it is unacceptable to all parties."

"Coincidentally, the imperial court's control has now greatly declined."

"So, it won't be long before some fools come out to rebel, or rather, to purge the court of corrupt officials."

"Once someone starts this, things will really get chaotic, and once things get chaotic, someone will always have the last laugh, right?"

At this point, Ronan stopped talking. He had already gone this far, and the other party should understand.

"So, what can I do?" Zhao Jun asked.

“Your Highness, you don’t need to do anything for now,” Ronan replied.

“This isn’t a good idea,” Zhao Jun said. It wasn’t that he thought it was a bad idea, but he was worried that if he didn’t participate now, Ronan would abandon him and find someone else.

"Getting things done is very simple. Just socialize more and make more statements. You don't need to have a stable viewpoint. Just oppose it. All you need is an attitude. In time, interested people will naturally gather around. Your Highness, you can't really rely on a foreigner like me, can you?"