"Ximai?" His handsome brows furrowed, and there was a trace of deep anger in his eyes.
Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed Jingyun's neck, and said sternly: "You think you have a child?"
Jingyun was stunned. Over the years, he had rarely seen Jun Wuhen look angry, but the look on his face that made him so angry that he wished he could swallow himself up in his anger shocked him.
A strong uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart. He was worried that even if there was an abyss ahead of him, the king would jump down without hesitation!
He suddenly regretted telling him this matter. The king's determination was much greater than he imagined.
Jun Wuhen looked at his hesitant and regretful expression and let go of the hand that was holding his neck.
"I'm sorry!" His eyelids drooped slightly, and after he calmed down, there was a hint of guilt in his voice.
Jingyun is his best friend and brother. He was really too angry just now, so he couldn't control his emotions.
Jingyun rubbed her neck that was so painful from being pinched by him, smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it's your subordinate's fault. Please don't blame your subordinate."
Jun Wuhen choked at his words and smiled bitterly.
Jingyun could speak freely and freely in front of him, and he wouldn't be offended because he was too excited just now.
Seeing his expression soften, Jingyun lost no time in asking: "What does the king plan to do?"
Jun Wuhen's face darkened, sharp pain roared through him, and his whole heart was convulsing and trembling.
He didn't expect that when he found Ran'er, she would also bring him such shocking news!
Is she pregnant? Whose child? Thinking of how nervous she is towards Haoyue Rufeng and how she only wants to get married to him, Jun Wuhen can be sure that this child is Haoyue Rufeng's!
Thinking that his woman was violated by another man while she lost her memory, he wished he could cut that man into pieces!
Thinking of this, his face darkened and he whispered: "This news cannot be known to anyone!"
"Yes!" Jingyun nodded.
"This child," Jun Wuhen's voice suddenly turned cold, like a voice bursting out from the cold wind: "We must not keep him!"