An Chengluo saw Wang Zhonglian stunned in place, and a contemptuous smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

This is not mocking Wang Zhonglian.

Rather, he was mocking himself.

"Gangneung, this king is hungry." An Chengluo waved his hand and said.

"My subordinates immediately asked someone to prepare a meal." After Jiang Ling finished speaking, he got up, turned around and walked out of the dormitory directly.

Leaving Wang Zhonglian alone in the dormitory, he didn't leave, he didn't stay, and his heart was as anxious as a fire for a while.

"Do you want to stay and have lunch together?" An Chengluo asked.

"Ah...... No...... No, I have to go back to prescribe medicine to the prince. Wang Zhonglian said a little dazed.

"You can write down the prescription and let the people in the palace go to get the medicine, if you have other things to do, this king will not keep the royal doctor, so as not to delay the time of the royal doctor." An Cheng fell to the road.

"Yes, then I quit." Wang Zhonglian was relieved.

"Come on, send Dr. Wang back to the hospital." An Chengluo shouted outside the dormitory, and after a while, a small servant came in and left with Wang Zhonglian.

Then two maidservants walked in, and the two bowed to An Chengluo, who was still sitting on the bed: "Lord, the slaves and maids are here to serve you to change your clothes." ”

An Chengluo stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, waved his hand, and said, "Go out and let Jiangling come in." ”

The thought of having the two women work together to lift him into a wheelchair made An Cheng have a headache.

It's really unpleasant to have inconvenient legs!

The two maidservants looked down at each other, their eyes full of doubt, could it be that the prince didn't look down on the two sisters? Is this disliked?

Although An Chengluo said that he had lost his holy favor, this did not prevent him from having countless people in the palace, and all of this was due to the concubine in the palace.

Concubine Ling can be said to have taken great pains to An Chengluo, but as long as she feels that she is smart and clever, careful and considerate palace maids, she will be sent to An Wangfu to take care of An Chengluo's daily life.

An Chengluo has never refused Concubine Ling's kindness, and he can't bear to refuse, because Concubine Ling is probably the only person who cares about him now, but anyone sent by Concubine Ling from the palace is good, whether it is a thing, or even those so-called rare medicinal materials.

After the two maidservants exited the dormitory, Jiang Ling soon came in, still as usual, after Jiang Ling changed and washed An Chengluo, he pushed him in a wheelchair to the pavilion in the courtyard to eat.

It was only at this time that Gangneung remembered that he had received a letter of worship from the Zhenguo Mansion early this morning.

"Lord, the Zhenguo Mansion sent a post, and the post said that Miss Xu wants to come to our An Wangfu in three days......" Jiang Ling said in a low voice while secretly observing An Chengluo's face.

An Chengluo hooked the corners of his mouth and shook his head slightly: "In the past, when she came, she never sent any greetings, she came in a hurry, but now she understands these rules." ”

Jiang Ling was worried in his heart, thinking that the prince might have forgotten, no matter how Xu Yiyao was also the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion, how could the Zhenguo Duke keep making her so unruly? In the past, it may be said that she was still young, but now that she is a handful of years old, she still acts willfully as before, wouldn't it be to make them fall into an uneducated handle in the Zhenguo Mansion.

"Lord Wang, do we want to reply to the post?" Gangneung asked.

An Chengluo remembered that when they met at the gate of the palace yesterday, Xu Yiyao's disgust for him was as high as sixty-seven, and a person who was so disgusted with him would actually take the initiative to send him a post.

It's really curious what she'll do.

"Let's go back, anyway, this king will have nothing to do in this mansion, and let's see what she does."

"Yes."

Besides, Wang Zhonglian was in a trance all the way and was about to return to the Tai Hospital, but he met the little eunuch from the Jinqi Palace on the way, saying that the lady in the Jinqi Palace was in poor health, and asked Wang Zhonglian to enter the palace to ask for a pulse.

Wang Zhonglian's heart is bitter!

came out of King An's mansion, and before he returned to the Tai Hospital, he didn't even drink saliva, and he hurriedly followed the little eunuch to Jinqi Palace with the medicine box.

When passing by the Imperial Garden, it happened to be Emperor An Ren who was basking in the sun in the Imperial Garden!

Wang Zhonglian slandered in his heart, although it is now autumn, but the sun at noon is still scorching, is this Emperor An Ren taking the wrong medicine!

I actually came to the Imperial Garden at this time to bask in the sun!

If something goes wrong, wouldn't they have to suffer from these imperial doctors?

"See Your Majesty." Wang Zhonglian saluted Emperor An Ren in fear.

Thinking about sins and sins in his heart, Wang Zhonglian could only think about that kind of disrespectful words in his heart, how could he really say it, wouldn't he think that he would have a long life? This is a matter of losing one's head and punishing the Nine Clans in minutes.

"Isn't this Wang Aiqing? Hurrying where is this going to go? Emperor An Ren raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zhonglian, who was kneeling not far from him.

In fact, he wanted to pretend that he didn't see it, but the person was kneeling not far from him, and he was not blind. But when he saw this, he couldn't help but want to ask a few words, he was really bored now, and wanted to come to this imperial garden for a walk, why did so many people run in front of him?

Are these people too idle on weekdays?

"The humble post has just returned from King An's Mansion, and the Jinqi Palace sent someone to say that Concubine Yu Niangniang is in poor health, and the humble post is preparing to go to the Jinqi Palace." Wang Zhonglian replied, how could he know that Emperor An Ren had already installed a "too idle" pole head for him at this time.

"What's wrong with Concubine Yu?" Emperor An Ren asked with a displeased face.

"Humble ...... Isn't that just about to go and see it? Wang Zhonglian lowered his head and rolled his eyes, but fortunately, it was well hidden and no one saw it.

"I don't seem to have been to see Concubine Yu for a long time......" Emperor An Ren showed a sudden expression and said, "Get up, go to Jinqi Palace with me." ”

"Yes." Wang Zhonglian responded respectfully, got up tremblingly, and followed closely by Emperor Anren's side.

Emperor An Ren didn't walk a few steps, suddenly looked back at Wang Zhonglian, squinted his eyes and asked, "Where did you just say you came from?" ”

Wang Zhonglian was so shocked that he knelt on the ground again, and replied in a trembling voice: "Back to Your Majesty, from ...... From King An's Mansion. ”

"King An's Mansion?" Emperor An Ren frowned.

"King An's Mansion is the mansion of the eleventh prince, An Chengluo." Fu Zhong, the chief administrator of the Great Inner Department on Emperor Anren's side, attached himself to Emperor Anren's ear and reminded him in a low voice.

"Of course I know." Emperor An Ren snorted coldly, could he still forget his own son? Do you need someone to remind you? Is Fuzhong reminding him that he has a bad memory, or is it reminding him that he doesn't care about his son?

But speaking of which, it seems that he really hasn't cared about his eleventh son for a long time, and since An Chengluo broke his legs, he has become more and more disappointed in this son.

"What's wrong with Luo'er?" Emperor An Ren stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, looking at Wang Zhonglian, who was kneeling on the ground and shaking into a sieve, asked.

"The eleventh prince has not been in good spirits recently, so he went to take a look at him and prescribed a few calming medicinal soups." Wang Zhonglian replied.