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Chapter 662 How Much Do You Know (3)

If you say this sentence, let alone Zhong Huan himself, even Nan Chen would not help but stagnate.

Zhu Man narrowed his eyes, stood in his arms, and looked at the two of them with a gloomy face.

The descendants of the former Liang Dynasty and Nanyue were in hand, they would compete for the world again, become emperor in the north, and control the universe, and have a chance to do so!

The supreme chair is right in front of you, and no one will be unmoved.

"Actually..." Nan Chen hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhong Huan first, then Xiao Han, and saw that both of them looked at him with encouragement, Fang gritted his teeth and said:

"Xia Qiyue was founded at the same time. Even if Nanyue broke the capital, the centipede insect died without being stiff. Xia Qi really wanted to divide Nanyue. First, the people of Nanyue may not be indifferent. Second, how to draw a line? I actually think it is not easy to divide.

"What's more, neither country is a stable country. Once the distribution is not good, should we fight? To be honest, I don't like fighting.

"As for the three families' division of the beam more than a hundred years ago..."

This time, Nan Chen was just a pause, but hesitated without any hesitation, and said decisively: "Even if the motives of our three families are not so pure, will the three foolish monarchs in front of the beam not make the people of the world despair?

"I naturally know that the prince was wise and powerful at the beginning. However, the administration of the former Liang Dynasty collapsed, corruption was rampant, and the people were displaced, and they changed their sons to eat. Could it be that just a good emperor can really cure the stubborn disease?!"

Hearing this, Xiao Han was silent.

These words are harsh, but fair.

Nan Chen took a breath, then sighed, and said, "However, all three of our families are rebels. Daliang is about to be restored, at least I, Daxia, have nothing to say."

As he said that, he looked at Xiao Han and then at Zhong Huan, "So Sanjie sent it to Daliang to restore the country. I think it's okay."

"If you say this..." Zhu Man pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly, "I, Daqi, didn't say anything. But after I finished this, Daqi, I will no longer owe you anything Liang State."

Xiao Han looked at Nan Chen deeply, then looked at Zhu Man, nodded with a smile, turned to look at Zhong Huan again, and said, "Brother..."

"Stop! Call me Zhong Lang." Zhong Huan's face turned cold.

"Brother, I have been suffering from the torture of my body over the years." Xiao Han didn't mind his coldness, but just said slowly:

"Hanting has always been in the dark again. For a hundred years, it has been either a secret battle or a conspiracy. I have been used to privacy and can no longer be honest.

"The emperor's brother is different. Not only have you taught your parents since childhood, but you know that I have been in Daliang. Although I have experienced hardships, I have lived countless people. The emperor's brother is a good doctor and will also be a benevolent king in the future."

Xiao Han let out a sigh, glanced at Nan Chen, and smiled faintly, "What's more, if the emperor wants to marry the eldest princess, and marry Daxia after he ascended the throne, isn't this the best result?"

"Who, who said I'm going to marry him..." Nan Chen blushed as he said something, muttered in a low voice, and suddenly felt that his words made sense again, and couldn't help but look at Zhong Huan expectantly, "Senior Brother, what he said..."

"What did he say?! What do you want to say?! If I don't become this broken emperor, will I be worthy of you? You are still addicted to being a fake princess? You owe the thugs a slap in memorizing the medicine book again?!" Zhong Huan stared at her eyes and shouted at her.

Nan Chen's eyes turned red in an instant, and he lowered his head in a stutter: "Who said I am a fake princess..."

The three of them were shocked and they said in unison: "What did you say?"

"What do you care about me?" Nan Chen rolled his eyes and turned his face aside.

Zhong Huan stared at her tightly, and his face gradually began to turn pale.

He was—threaded and attached to this body, so he didn't take any of the former Liang, royal family or direct lineage seriously, and he didn't even take his reputation seriously.

However, would Nanchen take Daxia, the Empress Dowager, the Nan family, and the eldest princess seriously? Is there a similar reason?

Zhong Huan took two steps and hugged Nan Chen in his arms, his lips pressed against her ears, and his breath trembled: "My soul is not Kang's, I, I am just attached to this body... Junior sister, I am not the soul of this world..."

What!?

Nan Chen shook his body, raised his head suddenly, and opened his mouth in horror: "Senior Brother, you, what you said is true?!"

"This is the last thing I hide from you." Zhong Huan looked at her with eyes, holding her shoulders with both hands, not daring to let go, but dared not use force, just trembling gently.

If she thought differently from her, then her big secret would be scared...

Unexpectedly, Nan Chen looked at him calmly for a while, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He suddenly reached out and hugged his neck tightly, following what he had done just now, and also pressed against his ears, his voice so hard that it could not be lowered:

"I, I am not Yu Si either! My soul is Nan Chen, the princess who has been locked in Xiao Penglai for eighteen years! Senior brother, I..."

"Let's talk about it later." Zhong Huan stopped her head, closed her eyes slightly, and let out a long sigh.

The pair of beautiful men hugged each other tightly in front of him and whispered private words. The two people next to him felt nothing wrong, just looked at them quietly.

"So, I don't want to do this emperor." Zhong Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Chen, then said seriously, "And I must take you away."

"I have to go back..." Nan Chen was both aggrieved and helpless, and his eyes were a little red.

Zhong Huan smiled and whispered: "I know you are not at ease. But if you think about it carefully, is it because we are in the court that is more intimidating to those people; or is it that people dare not have any thoughts?"

If you want to say that...

Nan was stunned for a while and smiled in surprise: "I'm afraid there is not much difference!"

"Just figure it out." Zhong Huan smiled and pinched her nose, then looked at Xiao Han, rolled his eyes, "I am just a doctor, I don't know how to govern the country. If you say this, I won't do it either.

"Since Xiao Gan taught you so long, I believe you are better at these things than me. As for your so-called broken body, I will treat you and leave medicine. As long as you don't try your best to guide Qi Xia, I will guarantee that you will live in your sixties or seventies, it will be no problem."

Speaking of this, he pointed to Xiao Han's nose and said in a stern manner: "These days of natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the lives of the people are not easy. If you are now in a state of military service, then you will be no match for the ancestor of the Kang family who destroyed the country. Rest and rest and don't commit murder again!"

"The emperor really doesn't want this throne? Do you really don't want the eldest princess to be the queen? Even if you don't care about that supreme position, you really don't want to give it to your beloved woman?" Xiao Han looked at the two people standing hand in hand.

Zhong Huan frowned: "She doesn't care."
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