sir he is sweet

At noon in April, the weather was almost warm, and the concubines had nothing to do, so they would hold some flower viewing banquets and invite noble ladies from various families to the palace to pass the boring days.

The third prince, Murong Jingyun, was pulled over by Concubine Shu to sit for a while, and told him to look around secretly, so that he could choose a concubine.

According to Murong Jingyun's age, there is only one side concubine and one concubine in the backyard, and there are very few concubines. What's more, Murong Jingyun is not addicted to women, but is more diligent in homework and military affairs , was once affirmed and appreciated by Emperor Qian.

"My concubine underestimates me too much." Murong Jingyun sat for a while, and found that she couldn't handle it, so she simply got up and said goodbye, "I am not interested in a group of vulgar fans, so I will leave first."

Concubine Shu supported her waist, touched her belly that was not yet swollen, and stroked her forehead helplessly, "You child, why did you leave after just a few words... hey?"

Murong Jingyun didn't finally let out a breath until he hid.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. My mother and concubine are pregnant this time, and they are really too complacent.

He mentioned several times, but the concubine mother casually bypassed the topic, and he really couldn't understand.

Originally thinking about going back to the camp for training, Murong Jing turned her head, but suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Warm and cold!"

He strode over and blocked the other party's way.

The eunuch, who was holding a cane, was walking unhappily, but when he was stopped suddenly, he raised his head in displeasure.

Seeing that it was Murong Jingyun, he just frowned, and saluted, "Third Highness, the servant has important matters, and I hope to make way."

Murong Jing smiled brightly, and looked closer at him, "Don't worry, long time no see, don't you want to talk to me?"

His eyes fell, and he took a good look at this person.

"Thin."

He smiled and said, his eyes fell on Wen Han's face, "I told you last time, have you thought about it?"

This person was wearing the usual black brocade python pattern robe, with a machete pinned to his waist, and an ebony cane, walking on the palace road with some difficulty.

Looking at it, Murong Jing was suffocated.

I'm not in good health, but I'm used to tormenting myself like this, it really makes me feel... distressed.

Wen Han's forehead twitched as he listened.

"Third prince, this servant has not heard what you said, and I don't want to have anything to do with you, now... please get out of the way!"

He was quite angry, and when he raised his hand, he flicked out an inner strength. Murong Jing was startled when he saw this, and quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

In this scene alone, I saw that thin man... limping away with a cane.

This--

Murong Jingyun touched his face, thinking that he is so annoying?Why does Wen Han have a stinky face every time he sees him!

Oops... so depressing...

Emperor Qian was receiving important ministers, Wen Han walked to the corridor, and saw the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the distance.

The handsome and unparalleled man looked sideways, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the Duke and the Third Prince grew up together when they were young, and their friendship is extraordinary. Now that the Third Prince seldom enters the palace, he still misses the Duke very much—"

Wen Han narrowed his eyes, and the hostility flashed away.

"Sir, I'm fine, and I still have leisure time to miss me as an eunuch. I'm really lucky for three lives."

He snorted coldly, and spoke with the usual yin and yang, "Princess Ning'an's second son Ji Feiguang's personal jade jewelry was sent to me, isn't it Mr.'s handwriting?"

It's really good to use a knife to kill people.

After all, he is Wen Han, an eunuch who is reviled by thousands of people, and the one standing opposite is Qi Zhao, a unparalleled national scholar.