The First-Class Medical Princess

Su Kun frowned after hearing this, "My son originally thought that if Yunchu really had this ability, it would be a good thing to attract the attention of several princes, but he didn't think that she would always be able to do something."

Mother Su also said, "You can keep an eye on her, but Ye Ran can't hold it off any longer. If she keeps going, she will become a big girl."

Hearing this, Su Kun was even more helpless. Although Su's mother is a woman in a deep house, Su Yiran's life is also managed by her. I had no choice but to say to Su Mu, "Now, when the situation is not stable, King Jing has returned to Beijing, and the military power has not been taken away. The emperor still attaches great importance to governing the king. Even King Han has delegated important tasks. Besides, among the princes, They are all staring at each other, but that chair can only be used by one person."

But Mother Su's complexion was not good, "Didn't you say earlier that the emperor's most important thing is to rule the king? And, so what about King Jing's outstanding military exploits? It's those blue eyes that can't be tolerated by the world." Yes, you also said that the emperor only cares about his ability to march and fight, and you will never pass the seat to him!"

Su Kun nodded, and after listening to Su's mother, he felt clearer in his heart, "It's the mother who reminded me correctly, but my son is confused."

Mother Su continued, "Right now, maybe Yunchu has also attracted King Zhi's attention, so you have to make up your mind as soon as possible."

After Su Kun listened, he nodded, "This year, the emperor should also prepare to give marriages to several princes who have no concubines, and they have always had a good reputation. Yeran is also very fond of and valued, thinking about it, if it is a marriage, Yeran is the best candidate."

But Mother Su said, "Of course, he must be the best candidate!"

Su's mother and Su Kun naturally have their own plans, but in Murong Yuan's own courtyard in Prince Jing's mansion, no lamps are lit, and Murong Yuan, who is sitting behind the desk in his room, has a rare look of despondency and embarrassment. The look of pain, a pair of bright eyes, have been tightly closed, and even the hair on the temples is a little uneven, how can I still see the meticulous and lonely appearance in the past.

The hand that was originally placed on the knee was also clenched into a fist, and the veins were faintly protruding, but his thin lips were tightly pressed together to make a half-voice.

The door opened at this time, and the person who came in didn't ask him to raise his head or open his eyes, but the other party obviously didn't show any worry at seeing Murong Yuan in this state, so he just taunted, "Murong Yuan, you can bear it, How many times have I reminded you, how well you have maintained yourself for so many years, this one or two months, you have done all the things you haven't done in the past ten years, right?"

Yan Yishan gritted his teeth in his voice, but seeing Murong Yuan ignored him, he still put the box in his hand on the table opposite him, "It's the last pill, I took it for the last time, and I can't use it anymore, otherwise, I will become addicted." !” During the transition, the tone was already a little worried.

But Murong Yuan didn't open his closed eyes, but he didn't reach out to take the box, which meant obviously that he wouldn't use it again, let alone allow himself to be controlled by drugs.

In fact, he has been off the drug twice.

Of course Yan Yishan understood his insistence, and naturally he would not force him, neither he nor Murong Yuan bothered to do so.

It's just that I don't know whether to be angry or angry, I just feel that I can't understand Murong Yuan. Today he helped him arrange and spread some rumors, and tonight he still has to worry about self-harm. It is impossible to be a cow and a horse for a lifetime!

It's just that the little resentment in his heart hasn't come out yet, but Murong Yuan over there is as irritable as he waved away the things on the table, his eyes that were originally closed have been opened, but he is leaning against the back of the chair, looking too much. He became a little depressed, and there was also some self-deprecating tone in his tone, "Even your body is broken, what else can you do!"

Yan Yishan was taken aback by him for a moment, not knowing how to speak. There are times like this in the past, but Murong Yuan has never been so slumped like tonight, that feeling, just like when he knew that he had lost something, he was powerless.

But he didn't want him to be like this, "Murong Yuan, listen carefully to me, put away your decadent appearance, it's been more than ten years, now you dare to say that you can't do anything?"

But Murong Yuan ignored him and closed his eyes that were originally struggling.