sir he is sweet

When this jade pendant was a teenager, Murong Jingyun used it to save his life, and when he returned it later, he also promised to repay it.

Wen Han looked at it, unable to suppress the sarcastic arc of the corner of his mouth.

"Since the third prince is here, just tell me if you have anything to say!"

He raised his head, his eyes seemed to be soaked in thin ice, revealing a cold arc, looking at Murong Jingyun, like looking at a stranger.

Murong Jingyun frowned and stopped in front of him.

"Sick again?"

Wen Han tilted his head, avoiding the hand that was stretched out to touch his forehead, and smiled coldly, "Since I brought the jade pendant, I have to ask for something, let's talk!"

Murong Jing paused, retracted her hands, and sat down beside her.

"I have something to ask you."

How did the two of them get to this point?

When Wen Han is ill, the mood will be extra irritable, especially when seeing people who don't want to see, the kind of heart-scratching discomfort is simply breaking people.

"ask."

Wen Han gathered the cloak around his body, coughed a few times, his face turned pale, but his vigor was not lost at all, holding the teacup with his long withered fingers, he showed an appearance of fear of the cold for no reason.

He is not in good health, it is the root cause of his childhood illness, he is covered with injuries, he is lucky to be able to live until now, if he wants to be healthy... I am afraid it will be impossible in this life.

This man is alive——

It's all so difficult.

"Does the matter of my mother and concubine have anything to do with you?"

Murong Jing stared at Wen Han evenly, paying no attention to the change of expression on his face.

The skinny eunuch coughed and couldn't help laughing.

It was still that kind of mocking smile, different from the first one, it was a smile with three points of pity added.

"Cough...cough cough...Third Prince," he put down the teacup, took the walking stick beside him, and stroked it slowly, "Why don't you ask me, whether the concubine Concubine Shu is pregnant with a dragon?"

Murong Jingyun's face changed when he heard the words, and he suddenly stood up, "Wen Han! Don't go too far!"

Young friends, the two of them had many times when they were very close, how could they be so tense like now?

Wen Han's smile fell, and he didn't add any other expressions.

"The third prince really doesn't believe me, he did in the past, and he still does now."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little emotional, the corners of his lips curled up coldly, his eyebrows raised, and he returned to his usual yin and yang look.

"Is the concubine Concubine Shu pregnant with a dragon species? The third prince calms down carefully, and after a search, he will probably be able to find out the truth. As for whether this matter has anything to do with me—"

He rolled his eyelids, and snorted softly: "I can't tie Concubine Shu to the bed and make love with others, can I?"

Murong Jing took a deep breath, clenched her fingers involuntarily.

Things are a little beyond imagination.

As if he didn't hear Wen Han's answer, he asked almost paranoidly, "Does it matter to you?"

This time, the man answered frankly: "Yes."

"But if you beg me for this matter with a jade pendant, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it, third prince, and I can't cover the sky with one hand."

Wen Han got up, and limped out with his cane, "I'm afraid that Concubine Shu is too kind to cause the current disaster. Although I have made a move, the initiative is not in my hands, third prince... you This concubine has offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

The noble man next to the emperor seemed to be indifferent and didn't care about anything.

Actually——

But he is the most short-sighted master.