Chapter 293:

"Can't tell you now!" Jun Mo pondered for a long time before looking into her eyes and said.

Murong Nanci pointed to his eyes, "As you can see, I am a waste in everyone's mouth, I can neither cultivate nor be blind, what are you trying to do by my side?" Is it possible that you want to take care of me? Speaking the last sentence, Murong Nanci slightly hooked his lips, and his tone was indescribably sarcastic.

"But stay if you want, after all, you saved me last time!" Although I don't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has let him take care of himself, should stay by her side, but the question is whether she can drive away?

Huang Huang: Master, it's really difficult!

"Good!"

One word to end the topic! Great!

"You're not trash!" For a long time, Murong Nan's thoughts had drifted far away, and when he heard Jun Mo's words, he was slightly vigilant in his heart.

Did he see something?

"Is this comforting me?" Murong Nan said uncertainly

"Yes!"

Great! One more word!

There's no way to talk about it today!

Murong Nan said coldly, "Oh! ”

"Thank you for your comfort!" This shouldn't mean anything else, probably because he doesn't think he's as wasteful as the legend says!

"No thanks!"

"I don't need you to take this money back. You stay by my side, what to eat? Where to stay? Murong Nanci thought that it didn't seem very convenient for such a big living person to stay by her side all day, and asked.

"Where are you, where am I!" Jun Mo said sincerely

.......: "Forgive me, I don't really want to have a brother by my side at all times!"

"Are you okay at home?"

"Nope"

"So you're idle?"

"No"

"Then why follow me?" This one-word answer is really amazing!

"Yes!"

“.......”

"You know me?" They seem to have only met for the second time, and his attitude is strange! It's even stranger to follow her, knowing she's a notorious piece of waste.

However, it seems impossible to say that it is impossible to know, after all, one is His Royal Highness the most noble prince in the Red Country, and the other is the waste prince of the Red Half Country, and these two people are completely incompatible.

"I didn't know each other before!" Something flashed in Jun Mo's eyes, but the speed quickly returned to normal, and Murong Nanci didn't notice it.

Forget it, she doesn't want to keep asking, she's tired!

"The little general is also going along?" The eunuch outside the car was full of surprised words, which attracted Murong Nanci's attention.

This Yang Jun is really persistent for his brother!

"This son has something to do with Murong Shizi, but now that Murong Shizi seems to have something, then Ben Gongzi naturally can't stand by and watch! Besides, I haven't seen Concubine Lian for a long time, so my sister must miss me too! Yang Jun said casually, blocking all the words that the eunuch was about to refuse.

Murong Nanci lifted the curtain and looked at Yang Jun who was walking with the carriage and riding a tall horse, "General Yang, you are a good brother!" ”

The sun was shining outside the window, and the boy under the sun was riding a tall horse, heroic.

Yang Jun seemed to notice her movements, turned his head to look at her and said, "I just hope that my brother can recover!" ”

My brother's life is too painful, my brother who has protected him since he was a child has become this walking corpse, the whole person seems to have lost his soul, how good his heart is, he can't let his brother go on like this, he won't let go of any possible opportunity.

Since Murong Nanci has a way to cure a disease that even a divine doctor can't cure, then his brother may also have hope!

As long as there is 1 in 10,000 hope, it is also hope!

Moreover, he always had an inexplicable belief in Murong Nanci in his heart, believing that he would definitely be able to, and he couldn't explain this strange feeling himself.

It's just that the last time he said a lot of excessive things, I feel astringent when I think about it.

Thinking about how many people had questioned Murong Nanci before, he never showed a panicked look, as if everything had been controlled by him.