Chapter 1779 Our Majesty is very optimistic about you

I have talent!

The emperor of Shuiyue Kingdom can see this, but my father can't!

Zhao Lun felt very upset and angry.

At this moment, he no longer had hatred towards Wen Huan and Shuiyue Kingdom, but was full of hatred towards his father.

"Your Highness the Third Prince." Wen Huan looked at Zhao Lun, whose expression kept changing, and continued, "Our Majesty still thinks highly of you, so I came to visit you this time."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhao Lun said with a grim face, "But I have no chance anymore. My father will never appoint me as the crown prince, and that position will never be mine."

"That may not be the case." Wen Huan smiled and said, "The position of the crown prince is still undecided, and your father may not have the final candidate in his mind. In this case, everyone has a chance."

"Oh, that's what you said, but I can be excluded." Zhao Lun said, "If my father had any idea of ​​​​arranging me to take the throne, he would not have clarified this matter so quickly. I have completely lost my chance."

"Your Highness the Third Prince said that, it seems to be true." Wen Huan said.

After Wen Huan said that, Zhao Lun's face fell even more. Although he had already determined that he had no chance, he actually still hoped to hear others say that he still had a chance. Even if he knew that others were comforting him, he would feel better.

But Wen Huan also said so now, which made Zhao Lun even more desperate.

"Actually, I have a way here, but I don't know if His Royal Highness the Third Prince dares to try it." Wen Huan suddenly changed the subject and said.

"What way?" Zhao Lun asked subconsciously.

Zhao Lun's reaction made Wen Huan laugh in his heart. From Zhao Lun's reaction, he could see that Zhao Lun said that there was no chance, but he still hadn't given up in his heart, and this was what he wanted to see.

Although he laughed in his heart, Wen Huan didn't show a smile on his face. He didn't speak immediately, but looked at Yuan Ding and others with his eyes.

Zhao Lun immediately understood what Wen Huan meant, and couldn't help but say: "They are all my staff and worthy of trust. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"Your Highness the Third Prince, it's not that I don't trust them, but this matter is of great importance after all. This may be your last chance to turn the tables. I don't want to make any mistakes, so it's inevitable to be cautious." Wen Huan said.

Zhao Lun hesitated for a moment, waved his hand, and said, "You go down, Yuan Ding stay."

Yuan Ding was the person Zhao Lun trusted the most, and he felt that keeping Yuan Ding would help him better understand Wen Huan's meaning. Otherwise, if there was something he couldn't understand, or misunderstood, it would cause trouble, which would be bad.

The other staff members, although a little unhappy in their hearts, walked out obediently after hearing Zhao Lun's words.

Wen Huan looked at Yuan Ding, knowing that this must be the person Zhao Lun trusted the most, so he didn't ask him to go out.

In fact, Wen Huan also hoped that someone who could be trusted by Zhao Lun would stay. He was a little worried about Zhao Lun's IQ and EQ. It was also a good thing to have someone listening and helping him, so as not to delay the things that His Majesty had told him in the end.

"Go ahead."

After the other staff members left, Zhao Lun looked at Wen Huan and said, "What else do you have in mind?"

The current situation is very unfavorable for Zhao Lun. After knowing what happened today, his hope of being crowned as the prince is very slim, but he is unwilling to give up, so now that he hears that Wen Huan still has a way, he can't wait to listen.

Maybe it will work?

Zhao Lun couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, I heard that your father's health is not good?" Wen Huan asked back.

"There are rumors about this." Zhao Lun now has some intention of telling Wen Huan everything he knows, because he has placed his last hope on Wen Huan and the Shuiyue Kingdom behind him.

"It's just that my father is very taboo about his health. He doesn't allow others to ask, nor does he allow any imperial doctor to disclose this matter. So, we don't know what his health is like now." Zhao Lun said.

This is the truth.

Many people, including Zhao Lun, were concerned about the specific condition of the old emperor's health. As for whether this concern was well-intentioned, it was probably unknown. However, no matter how much they inquired, they could not find out the specific situation. The imperial doctors, palace maids, and eunuchs seemed to have been ordered by the old emperor to keep their mouths shut, and no one dared to spread the news.

Therefore, everyone, including Zhao Lun, still did not know the physical condition of the old emperor.

"According to our information, your father's health is very poor. If you say something unpleasant, he may die at any time." Wen Huan said.

Zhao Lun did not get angry, and even Wen Huan's words did not change his expression at all.

If it was in the past, he would immediately arrest and punish others for talking about his father, especially if this person was from Shuiyue Country, but now, he was a little indifferent to it and did not take it to heart at all.

Zhao Lun was not angry, but nodded and said, "In fact, I also guessed so, but there is no way to be sure."

Seeing that Zhao Lun was not angry, but still said so, Wen Huan felt more confident and said, "I believe that this is also the idea of ​​many other people. If your father suddenly died at this time, it would not arouse anyone's suspicion, right?"

"That's right." Zhao Lun nodded.

The old emperor was already seriously ill, and the news of his serious illness had been circulating for a long time. Speaking of it, everyone was more or less mentally prepared. If he suddenly died at any time, everyone would not be surprised.

"In that case, can we 'help' him?" Wen Huan said in a low voice.

Wen Huan's words scared Zhao Lun, and he subconsciously said, "Do you want me to kill my father? No, this is absolutely not possible!"

Although he had a lot of dissatisfaction with his father, Zhao Lun could not do it if he was asked to kill his father. In fact, he had never thought about it.

"Your Highness, I think there are some things you haven't figured out yet." Wen Huan said with a serious face: "According to the current situation, you have lost the opportunity to be crowned as the crown prince by your father. So, no matter who sits on the throne, it will not be you. Sitting on the throne means that you will become the emperor in the near future. What will happen to you then?"

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