An Chengluo's breathing stagnated.

What does it mean to run out of herbs? What does it mean to run out of money?

This king must have heard it wrong!

"Those objects rewarded in the palace ......" An Cheng subconsciously remembered that Emperor An Ren had rewarded 100,000 taels of silver some time ago? Running out so quickly? There are also those jewelry ornaments sent by various palaces, which one is not priceless when taken out, how can there be no money!

"Lord, that's a reward in the palace, is it possible to take it out and be it?" Gangneung was stunned.

If you really take those objects to the pawnshop, wouldn't you want everyone in the capital to know that there is no money in King An's Mansion!

"Didn't my father reward him with 100,000 taels of silver?" An Cheng took a steady breath and asked.

Jiang Ling secretly rolled his eyes, could it be that he could say directly, is it the prince, are you too loser?

Before he could speak, An Chengluo's whole face turned cold.

Well, this king is a loser?

Where is this king loser? Okay, you Jiangling, your guts are really getting fatter and fatter, and you dare to say that this king is a loser!

In fact, Gangneung didn't open his mouth at all.

"Lord, it is really this time, the expenses of our palace are too great, because of the addition of vegetables to the people in the palace, almost the silver in the palace has been spent, and then the 100,000 taels of silver rewarded by the emperor have also been used to purchase medicinal materials, and now the cash in the treasury is less than 100 taels of silver...... "Jiangling pit said with a sigh.

Isn't this a loser?

Dare to say that this king is a loser!

Also, are the people in the palace all rice buckets? I was able to empty the palace!

Thinking that there are no high-grade medicinal materials to offset the sleep time, and then thinking that he is a dignified prince, and his net worth is only one hundred taels of silver, An Chengluo's whole person is not good.

Gangneung actually dared to say that he was a loser!

"I'll punish you for a month." An Chengluo said to Jiang Ling with a calm face, and after speaking, he turned around the wheelchair alone and went back to his room to sleep.

Now that there is no need for Jiangling to help him get in and out of bed, in the absence of outsiders, An Chengluo will still sneak up and walk a few steps. After all, he hadn't walked for five years, and even if his legs had returned to normal, with less practice and adaptation, standing for a long time would still make him feel strained.

Gangneung froze in place, not reacting for a long time.

What did he do wrong?

Why did the prince punish him for brushing the bucket?

Don't! He was a big housekeeper of the palace, and he was actually punished to brush the gong bucket, which was so shameless!

Without medicinal materials, An Chengluo is now left to sleep hard.

Saying this will only make people feel ridiculous. Everyone in the world has only heard of working hard to make money, working hard, and studying hard, but they have never heard of anyone working hard to sleep.

If there is, it can only talk about the fairy sisters in the drunken spring building.

There are a lot of people who sleep, that's called ability!

Of course, if this is heard by a certain prince, it will inevitably be punished to brush the bucket like Jiangling.

The prince is majestic, how can those vulgar fans compare.

The Anwang Mansion, which broke out from time to time, gradually calmed down with the shortage of cash in the treasury.

The next people are in order, the flowers should be planted, the sweeping should be sweeped, and the buckets should be brushed.

An Chengluo sleeps every day, and when he really can't sleep, he also closes his eyes tightly and forces himself to sleep.

No one dared to disturb them.

I am afraid of being punished to brush the bucket, which is by no means a sin that people can suffer.

Jiang Ling watched that after returning from Doctor Hua, the prince fell into a state of sleep day and night, and his heart began to worry again.

Didn't the prince's illness recur again?

No, if you don't invite the Chinese Divine Doctor, at least you have to let the Imperial Doctor Wang come and take a look.

Jiang Ling looked at the brush in his hand and a foul-smelling gong bucket, and sighed helplessly.

It's better to wait for the punishment time to finish, finish these gong buckets, and then go to the imperial doctor.

At night, King An's Mansion is so quiet that the people are so quiet that the people like to sleep, and the lights in King An's Mansion are turned off early almost every night, and the people also rest early. Except for the occasional night patrol of the palace guards, almost no one moved.

But at this moment, a figure dressed in black quietly climbed the courtyard wall of King An's mansion and went straight to An Chengluo's bedroom.

Can't sleep, can't sleep.

In the dark dormitory, An Chengluo sat on the edge of the bed and sighed vigorously.

I really slept too much during the day, but at night I was full of energy, and seeing that there were still twenty hours before the upgrade, An Chengluo couldn't help but sigh.

Twenty hours is so hard!

An Chengluo, who was bored, vaguely heard that someone seemed to be moving on the roof, and his steps were very light, and he couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

An Chengluo frowned slightly, raised his head and looked at the roof.

In the middle of the night, who went up to his roof to admire the moon? It seems that Gangneung can't help but get more and more bold, and become more and more unruly.

An Cheng subconsciously put all the blame on Jiang Ling. I was thinking about it, but I found that the people on the roof were actually prying bricks.

Only then did An Chengluo know that something was wrong, no matter how unruly Jiangling was, it was impossible for him to pry the tiles on his roof in the middle of the night.

It's not that you're full.

An Chengluo touched his hand to the sword hanging on the side of the bed, holding the sword and still sitting on the edge of the bed with a calm face, placing the sword horizontally on his legs.

He wanted to see which thief who didn't have long eyes dared to steal to King An's mansion.

Thinking so, he saw a black shadow suddenly falling from the roof, An Chengluo squinted, and looked at the black shadow as if he looked around the hall.

When the black shadow looked at An Chengluo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, the whole person instantly froze in place.

This man is sick!

What are you doing sitting on the edge of your bed when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?

An Chengluo's face was filled with anger!

What a thief, even if he stole to King An's mansion, he dared to scold him for being sick!

"Who's the thief?" An Chengluo asked in a cold tone.

I saw that the man in black took a deep breath, pulled out a dagger glowing with cold light from his waist, and rushed towards An Chengluo's direction, straight to his heart.

A voice without the slightest warmth came into my ears: "The one who took your life." ”

Listening to the voice, it's actually a woman!

An Chengluo was startled, looked at the approaching dagger, and said that the time was in a hurry, and he suddenly rolled from the side of the man in black to the ground from the edge of the bed, and after standing up again to stabilize his body, An Chengluo immediately pulled out the sword in his hand.

The man in black turned his head in surprise, looked at An Chengluo, who had already drawn the sword in his hand, and unconsciously moved his gaze to An Chengluo's legs.

Didn't you say this guy was a cripple?

Where is this a cripple!

Obviously his legs are fine!

"Where do you look? Shameless thief! An Chengluo shouted coldly.

When the man in black heard this, his ears turned red inexplicably, and his eyes looked at An Chengluo with a strong killing intent. Annoyed and angry, he scolded angrily: "Deng's disciple." ”

Wielding a dagger, a few strides stabbed at An Chengluo again.

Who is the disciple of Deng!

Aren't you still the one who is looking around?

Female disciples!