Wang Zhiqing, who was called, did not hesitate to check the pulse of the Wang family, and his tone was very unkind: "Lord Wang, the old man is very busy." Don't bother the old man with this kind of pretended illness. ”

"Presumptuous! What are you talking nonsense, old man? ”

Wang Cheng scolded angrily, his expression was unnatural.

"Auntie, are you feeling better?"

Wang saw that Ran Zongyan was not affected by Wang Zhiqing's words, and she nodded weakly: "My aunt is not sick herself, but she is too preoccupied. A few years ago, the doctor said that the old body was too worried, and in the long run, he was afraid that he would be hollowed out. ”

"Why is my aunt so worried? If you are too tired to take care of the palace, this king can ......"

"Definitely!"

With the support of his grandmother, Wang struggled to sit up: "The old body is just worried that there is no queen in the palace, and Yan'er is now twenty-five." In the future, how should my aunt explain to the ancestors of the Ran family? ”

Wang felt sad from his heart and couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

Perhaps it was exaggerated by this atmosphere, Ran Zongyan finally nodded.

"What my aunt said is that there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest. Although the king's body is now in good shape, it is also the king's duty to let the Ran family's bloodline continue. ”

"In this way, the king of Ming Japan will visit his grandfather, and also meet his cousins by the way, and he needs to bother his aunt to arrange it."

Wang was stunned when he heard it: "Tomorrow? Wouldn't it be too rushed? ”

Ran Zongyan sighed deeply: "Bing'er has no news now, and the time left for this king is not right." ”

He glanced at Wang with deep meaning in his eyes, and the latter nodded blankly.

Wang Zhiqing followed behind Ran Zongyan and walked out of the courtyard before asking curiously: "The grandfather of the prince?" Could it be Wang Canglang? ”

"Elder Wang knows a lot."

"If it's him, then it's not right."

Ran Zongyan stopped: "What's wrong?" ”

"Thirty years ago, the old man followed the prince to this Xiliang City. At that time, it was autumn, and the prince had to come with illness, but he heard that Wang Canglang was seriously ill and was already preparing for the future. ”

"At that time, it was the old man's personal diagnosis of the pulse, but the oil lamp had dried up, and there was no possibility of survival."

"It's been 30 years, why are you still alive and well?"

Ran Zongyan casually picked a flower blooming brightly on the side of the road: "This king's maternal grandfather is a hero among the people." is a great writer who is rare in a hundred years, how could he die in the prime of life? ”

Wang Zhiqing savored his words: "The old man wants to go and see who is so skilled in medicine." ”

Ran Zongyan glanced at him and chuckled in a low voice: "Elder Wang is afraid that he has to dress up well." ”

Yan Liangdong took the maid into the study with the steaming meal, and after placing them one by one, Ran Zongyan sat at the table and looked at the food in a daze.

Yan Liangdong sighed deeply, picked up the chopsticks, and handed them to him: "Lord Wang, it's good to eat as much as you want." ”

"Uncle Yan, you said, Bing'er is such a greedy person. I've been hungry for days, will I go crazy? ”

"What if I'm hungry?"

"Lord Wang, Miss Han is both wise and brave, and she will definitely take care of this. But the prince, if the cold girl knows that you don't eat or drink all day, she will definitely be angry when she comes back. ”

"She won't."

"Lord Wang, Miss Han will naturally do."

"In the past, the prince was in a coma every day, and Miss Han stayed on the roof of the prince night and night no matter whether it was a snowy day or a windy day. She also went to ask Mama Cui about what the prince likes to eat. The prince still didn't know that last year, the stewed pigeon that you praised was made by Miss Han herself. ”

"What?!"

Ran Zongyan's face was full of shock: "Bing'er can even cook?" ”

Yan Liangdong smiled proudly: "The prince doesn't know, right?" Miss Han's cooking skills are good, and even the chef in the back kitchen is full of praise. It's just that Miss Han is too busy, and she still takes the time to stew the pigeon for the prince. ”

"No wonder, the king said that the taste was never tasted. I haven't drunk it since, it's her......"

As soon as he thought of this, a happy smile crept up his face.

I'm so hungry......

Han Bing finally has the ability to understand the adjective that the front chest is attached to the back, it turns out that people are extremely hungry, and they can really be attached to the back.

Now give her a whole cow and she can chew it straight away.

It's been open all day, and I haven't seen half a person come in, so if she doesn't come back, she'll go out......

"Hey, why is the door open?"

This voice is the girl from before.

Han Bing's spirits lifted, and finally came to a panting.

She raised her head weakly, looking around in confusion: "Who?" Who's talking? ”

Wang Yijia behind the wall bit her lip tightly: "Hey, are you going to die?" ”

"I, I'm so hungry."

"So, I'm going to get you something to eat?"

Well? This answer surprised Han Bing to the extreme, so good? Is this girl really innocent or pretending?

There was no movement behind the wall, and Han Bing lowered his head and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong.

Someone is watching her!

That kind of look is completely different from the feeling that Wang Yijia gave her just now.

Although there is also curiosity and inquiry, but more than that, hatred.

Another substitution?

She grew tired of being watched like an animal in captivity.

The animals in the zoo are still well fed, she doesn't even have water to drink, and these people don't have to pay for tickets.

"Huh? Sister. ”

An exclamation sounded, and the pastry in Wang Yijia's hand fell to the ground.

"Why are you here?"

This voice is round and jade, and the owner of the voice must be a beauty.

"I, I, I ......"

Wang Yijia, who was extremely scared, couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"What are these pastries for?"

Pastry? Han Bing's body was stunned, did the girl really go and get her food? I came in through the door, and when I got behind the wall, were I going to give her food?

"I, I."

"Back to the eldest lady, the young lady is going to eat while watching the person inside."

The maid next to her relieved her in time.

"Why are you here?"

"I just want to see the man."

"Get out, come here again, break your legs!"

"Oh, good."

Wang Yijia hurriedly left with the maid, and the cold ice inside sighed deeply, her pastries are no longer playful.

The rest of the girl, who didn't leave for a long time, raised her head in cooperation with Han Bing, since you want to see it, let's see enough!

"Poof."

A laugh sounded: "Miss Ben thought it was a stunning beauty, but now that I look at it, even Miss Ben's maid is not as good." ”

It's another straw bale that only looks at appearances!

Han Bing's eyes widened in confusion, and his eyes were full of horror: "Who?" Who's talking? ”

As if all her strength had been exhausted in a few words, her head hung limply again.

"Dead? You can't die now. You have to live well, because tomorrow, my cousin will go to the mansion to choose a concubine. You have to take a good look at what your future mother will look like before you can die. ”

Choosing a concubine?

Han Bing raised his head angrily and stared at the wall: "No, the prince won't choose a concubine!" He said he'd only love me! ”

"Hahahaha, what a big joke!"

"He is the regent of the palace, the dragon and the phoenix among the people, how can you, a woman with no talent, no appearance and no virtue, and an unknown origin be able to climb high? Still love you alone? Evil or not disgusting? ”

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