Chapter 358 My sister is the queen (8)
This idea also seems to make sense.
Sang Jian even felt that this might be the case.
Otherwise, half a year ago, why did he, the Seventh Prince of the Southern Kingdom, suddenly appear in Mu Kingdom?
He just fell from the restaurant in front of her, allowing her to see his handsome appearance?
Now Nanguo doesn’t say a word about the Seventh Prince. Nangongye is in Muguo, but his heart is in Nanguo.
This happened to prove that everything was arranged by someone.
Poor Mu Sangjian, who didn’t know anything, thought he had picked up a beauty to be complacent.
Little did he know that he had already fallen into someone else’s trap.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Nangongye got better afterward, and Mu Sangjian was not interested in strong men.
Coupled with anger, he has been kept in the cold palace, and so many people are guarded, so that he has no chance to make trouble.
Otherwise, with Mu Sangjian’s IQ, the consequences would be disastrous!
…
Sang Jian thought a lot at the gate of the yard.
After a while, she laughed lowly, raised her legs and walked inside, “If you are uneasy, I won’t be able to come back.”
“As soon as I go out, those children in the southern country can only run away with their tails between their legs.”
Namiyano: “…”
That is his country after all. Hearing what Sang Jian said, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
It’s just very strange, why didn’t Nanguo beat Muguo?
Although the Southern Kingdom attacked the Mu Kingdom this time, it has nothing to do with him.
But he hasn’t played it, it still makes him feel that the southern country has raised a bunch of waste.
Especially when the queen of Mu Kingdom is still an idiot!
With a creak, the door of the room was pushed open.
Namiyaye came back to his senses, and immediately acted as if his breath was weak, and he was about to die at any moment.
He was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were dull.
Seeing that it was Sang Jian who came in through the door, he lifted the quilt with difficulty, trying to get out of bed and salute Sang Jian.
In the past, Nangongye would never do this kind of thing to Mu Sangjian.
At that time he disdainful.
Now in order to inquire about the situation, I have to put on a show.
Based on what he knew about Mu Sangjian, she would definitely feel distressed if he looked like he was going to die, and she would not be willing to let him kneel down and salute.
After lifting the quilt, Nangongye pretended to prop himself up.
He thought that Sang Jian would run over to help him right away, but Sang Jian stood at the door the whole time, looking at him motionless, showing no sign of coming over to feel sorry for him.
“…”
Looks like a miscalculation.
Namiyaye hesitated for a while, the hand supporting the bed suddenly slipped, and “weakly” fell back on the bed.
“Sorry, Your Majesty, I may not be able to salute.”
What he didn’t see was that Sang Jian at the door had a slight smile on his lips.
She could see it.
This man can’t change his essence of drama no matter where he goes.
This world stands out!
Sang Jian entered the room, beckoned, and the guard behind him closed the door thoughtfully.
The so-called Lenggong is a place where Nangongye is left to fend for himself.
No one else will serve him in the cold palace except to bring him meals.
As soon as the door was closed, only Sang Jian and Nan Gongye on the bed were left in the room.
Sang Jian sat down on the stool next to him, stared at Nan Gongye on the bed, and said very generously: “Whether you do it or not is secondary.”
“I heard that the time of the virtuous gentleman is numbered, but what chronic illness has he suffered?”
Namiyano: “…”
He seems to be lying on the bed without love, but in fact he is secretly looking at Sang Jian from the corner of his eye.
I don’t know why, but he felt that the queen changed after going out for a trip.
Or, he has been in the cold palace for too long, she has changed a long time ago but he didn’t realize it?
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