C806 Nangong Ming an Out-and-out Hypocrite!

Nangong Ming was an out-and-out hypocrite!

"How's the situation inside?" Nangong Ming asked.

Master Pei said, "Your Highness, Mr. Han has been in there for six hours. There's still no sign of him."

No movement from him for six hours?

Nangong Ming's eyes turned slightly cold. He then took a step forward and gestured for the people beside him to knock on the door.

"Who is it? I've already said that my young master is going to see a doctor and that he doesn't want anyone by his side. Don't you understand?" The sound of cursing could be heard, and Little Meng's impatient face could be seen through the crack in the door.

Nangong Ming didn't think that Han Jin's child would be so good-looking. He always had a little more tolerance towards good-looking people.

"This child, may I know how Mr. Han's treatment is coming? What herbs do you need? Bengong can send people to retrieve them! "

As he spoke, his eyes kept glancing inside, as if he wanted to see everything clearly through Little Meng.

However, Little Meng only opened a crack in the door. This crack was also tightly blocked, and Nangong Ming could not see anything.

"No need to trouble Your Highness. My young master did not give any instructions, and Little Meng also did not know what medicinal herbs he wanted! Your Highness, please wait for a moment. After Young Master gives Prince Chen the acupuncture, he will naturally make it clear. "

A nail that was neither soft nor hard made the narrow-minded Nangong Ming's face instantly turn dark.

"This child, how exactly did your young master treat my brother? Why hasn't there been any movement after entering for so long? Bengong is very worried about Imperial Brother's situation, you better let Bengong go in and take a look!"

As he speaks, he wants to push open the door and enter.

But what about Little Meng?

If he went in, wouldn't he be able to tell that Han Jin knew martial arts with a single glance? At that time, everything would be exposed.

After all, just by asking around, one would know that the Han family's Han Jin was a weak and weak person with different martial arts.

A resolute look flashed across Little Meng's eyes. He reached out and pushed Nangong Ming, shouting loudly, "No! My young master uses a unique martial art that is rarely shown to others. His Highness cannot enter!"

He did not expect this little boy to be so bold. He was suddenly pushed. Nangong Ming was not prepared and immediately staggered.

After he stabilized himself, he only felt a soaring sense of shame and humiliation rushing to the top of his head!

"How dare you push Bengong! Someone come and take him down for Bengong!"

After helping Nangong Ming up, the guard beside him immediately pulled out his weapon. Just as he was about to rush forward to smash the door and grab someone, he heard a weak but stubborn voice shout, "Stop!"

When Little Meng heard that, it was as if he had suffered a great grievance. He opened his mouth and cried. Bean-sized tears fell from his eyes.

It was as if he had practiced countless times in one go!

... "" It seemed like the person who was almost pushed was him, right? !

... "" Indeed, he had the appearance of a small fry.

"Young master, you're finally here! They want to kill Little Meng! Young Master, save me! If Little Meng dies, who will warm your bed and sleep with you?"

These words that exposed his bones, not to mention the group of old scholars, could not bear to continue listening.

Even Nangong Ming and the group of old men in the army had stiff expressions, looking at Han Jin and his child with strange eyes.

Han Jin smiled softly. His brows were gentle and peaceful, but there was a slight hint of indulgence in his eyes as he berated.

"Little Meng, this is Emperor Xiyue Palace, not the Han Family. How can you be so rude? How dare you offend Crown Prince?"

There wasn't much sternness in his berating, but more pampering.