Chapter 117:

Especially the last sentence, 'Don't you want to arouse the interest of this son?' It made him feel like he was being molested.

But thinking of his answer just now, he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and people obviously wanted to ask him who he was, but what was the answer he answered!

Yang Jun's face suddenly turned very colorful, and his eyes didn't dare to glance at Murong Nanci easily.

"I don't know who this son is, it's you who is lonely and unheard! No one doesn't know my brother and me, it's your problem! In other words, it's not my fault that you don't know who I am, it's your fault.

Murong Nan raised his eyebrows, this Yang Jun is really a tsundere!

It's obviously embarrassing, and you have to find a reason to convince yourself to convince others.

"Your brother, what's wrong? Is it any different from you? Murong Nanci asked deliberately.

Yang Jun didn't know why, he was suddenly very excited, "You, you," it was normal for him not to know, after all, he had been staying in the small courtyard before, probably because he didn't know what was going on in the outside world!

And then there is no following.

Murong Nan asked curiously, "What exactly do you want to ask?" ”

Seeing Murong Nanci's cute little friend, he didn't know why the anxiety in his heart was strangely calm.

"Can you really cure the princess?" Riding a horse and walking in place, today a white brocade robe is very outstanding, sitting on a black vigorous horse, it can be described as a heroic posture.

There seems to be a group of young men in fresh clothes and angry horses in my mind, chic and bold in the blue sky and white clouds, on the endless grassland, riding horses and galloping, the young man is like a god, and the scene can be described as unforgettable!

Maybe there will be such a day!

"You won't be unsure!" Yang Jun saw that Murong Nanci didn't know where the iQue had gone, and thought that she was not sure that he would not answer him.

The eunuch next to him also stretched out his ears to know how sure this audacious Murong Shizi, who had always been called a waste, was sure.

"Do you think this son of the world looks like a man with two lives?" Murong Nan asked rhetorically.

After that, he got out of the carriage.

Every move was like an immortal descending, as if he was walking through a garden.

Yang Jun handed over the horse to the guards at the door, and quickly followed Murong Nanci, who was holding a black ball that couldn't see anything.

"Aren't you nervous?" Yang Jun saw Murong Nanci so leisurely, if it weren't for a black ball in front of him leading the way, he would really think that he was not blind.

I don't know why I came to such a conclusion?

After all, a very clear fact is in front of him, and even in front of the public, it is obvious to everyone how many years he Murong Nanci has been in the name of waste, and Grandpa Murong has even invited the best doctors in the mainland, and the poison master has come to see it and come to an inexplicable answer.

What the hell is he doing?

"You're noisy!" Murong Nan said lightly, full of disgust.

Yang Jun: "......"

After a long time, Yang Jun held back a sentence, "This son is caring about you!" ”

Murong Nan spit out two words lukewarmly: "Hypocrisy!" ”

Yang Jun's face darkened: "....." Can you have a good chat? How did he take this from him? Although he really doesn't care about him, he just cares about whether he can cure the princess and his brother? But don't say it if you understand, how embarrassing it is to say it!

You can't even be a friend when you say that!

So Yang Jun successfully quieted down under the blow of Murong Nanci.

Murong Nanci walked in the rockery, among the precious flowers and trees, the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, the sun was shining, and the scenery was really beautiful.

Although it is a man-made scene, it is also a pleasant scenery.

These precious flowers and plants are very precious, and the place where the emperor lives is really different, which can also be seen that the treasury of the Red Half Country is quite full, or the emperor's pocket is full.