After An Guogong said this, the room fell silent. Mrs. Jiang was silent, and An Yueli even directly turned cold.

Xu is knowing that he is unreasonable, An Guogong swallowed his saliva, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead. Just when he was about to lose this oppressive atmosphere, he heard a sigh that seemed to be a laugh but not a smile.

"Okay." Mrs. Jiang said faintly, "Since the master doesn't want me to go back to the main courtyard, then I will stay in Beiyuan." Anyway, the hardest times have been overcome. ”

An Yueli added: "If my mother is tired of living, she will go back to Xiaowang's Mansion with me." The prince said before that if the conditions of the Guogong Mansion are not good, he will take you over to support the elderly. ”

"Nonsense!"

An Guogong got up angrily and became agitated.

"How can there be a reason for a mother to follow her married daughter to her husband's house to support the elderly!"

An Yueli asked with burning eyes, "What is the situation in Beiyuan, my father knows best." Do you feel sorry for the Yue family's hard work in the past three years, and don't consider my mother's efforts in the past ten years?

You don't feel distressed, I feel distressed!

In short, it is impossible for my dignified princess mother to live in this remote courtyard. If you don't agree, I'll take my mother away right now. ”

"You!"

An Guogong subconsciously raised his arm, as if he wanted to make a move on An Yueli. Mrs. Jiang instantly stood between the two.

"The old man is angry." Her voice was flat but firm, like a scoop of cold water poured on the other party's heart, "Actually, it doesn't matter where I live, but now that Yueli is already Princess Xiao, if I let people from the outside world know that I am in a difficult situation, it will not only lose the face of the Guogong Mansion." ”

"Yes, I don't know about others, at least Prince Xiao can't afford to lose this face."

An Guogong was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched, and he took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his emotions.

"Okay, okay, you don't want to live here, you can. When I finish this errand, I'll repair the Hibiscus Garden. That's all right!? ”

Furong Garden is the courtyard where the old grandfather and the old lady lived before they passed away, spacious and quiet, and it is a good place. It's just that because there have been no people for many years, the house is a little old.

After receiving this promise, Mrs. Jiang only bowed slightly.

"Thank you, sir."

This attitude of pampering and not being shocked made An Guogong feel a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton.

"But I have to tell you not to make trouble for me lately. If there is any scandal that spoils my errand, I will not spare it! ”

An Yueli didn't answer and asked, "Father, what kind of errand is he looking for, it's so important." ”

"Then you don't care. In short, as long as this is done, I will be able to officially take a position in the Ministry of Works. When he said this, An Guogong swept away his previous depression, and couldn't help but show a smug look.

……

……

A few days later.

An Yueli finished the needle for Su Huaixiao and asked him to soak his leg in the hot potion.

A strong tingling sensation spread from the calf, torturing the long-cherished willpower all the time. But his eyes were always closed, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

"Lord Wang."

An Yueli took out the handkerchief in her arms, carefully wiped the sweat beads from the other party's forehead, and handed over a brand-new knee pad.

"It was sewn by my mother. She said that your gift of medicine could not be repaid, and the palace must not lack precious property, so she personally made some gadgets to express her feelings. ”

Su Huaixiao slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the tiger pattern embroidered on the knee pads.

An Yueli explained with a light smile, "Mother knows that you belong to a tiger, so she deliberately added patterns. I said it was too naïve, and she didn't listen. If you don't like it, just find a cage and put it. ”

Just as she was about to take the knee pads away, Su Huaixiao reached out and took them.

The texture of the knee pads is soft, and even the embroidery is very smooth and comfortable.

In fact, after several acupuncture and medicinal bath treatments, Su Huaixiao's leg injury has changed significantly.

I used to feel almost nothing except for the cold and the unbearable pain that I would feel on the fixed day of the attack every month.

But now, with the opening of the meridians, he can gradually feel the stimulation of the outside world, and his fear of the cold has been significantly reduced.

Su Huaixiao twisted the thick cotton stuffed in the knee pads, but did not mention it.

"Mrs. Jiang bothered."

An Yueli was also relieved to see that he did not reject such small gifts.

Su Huaixiao then asked, "When can I have surgery?" ”

"You'll have to wait a little longer, and when the meridians in your calves and knees are fully connected, you can feel the heat and cold and pain normally, and then you can have surgery.

The operation is a big deal, and with the current conditions of the prince, there is only one chance. So we need to be patient until we are fully prepared. ”

Su Huaixiao, who had just come up with the idea of forcibly undergoing surgery, flashed a trace of discomfort on his face.

Although it was only for a moment, it was accurately captured by An Yueli.

"Therefore, the prince must obediently cooperate with the early treatment to lay a good foundation for future recovery. If you feel unwell, tell me in time. All right? ”

The deep light of her eyes fell on her face, like a deep black hole to suck people in.

"You're only seven or eight years old when you're king?"

An Yueli couldn't help laughing, "No, no, no, three years old can't be more." ”

After chatting for a while, the dense tingling sensation gradually subsided, replaced by a crispy tingling itch.

Su Huaixiao knew that An Yueli was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he deliberately found a topic to divert his attention, so he took the initiative to mention it.

"I'll send you back later."

An Yueli wanted to refuse, but then remembered Mrs. Jiang's thousands of instructions before leaving today, asking her to get along with Su Huaixiao more and not to go home in a panic.

In order to avoid being nagged by Mrs. Jiang, she nodded decisively in agreement.

"Then I'll bother the prince."

Compared with An Yueli's vehicle, the carriage of King Xiao's Mansion is spacious and comfortable, and people can't bear to go down when they sit. However, after driving for a long time this time, she hadn't arrived at the Guogong Mansion, and An Yueli finally noticed that something was wrong.

She opened the curtain of the car and was surprised to find that this was not the way back to the mansion at all.

"Huh! Where are we going? ”

"Chu Fenglou, bring some return gifts for Mrs. Jiang."

The so-called return gift is naturally aimed at the knee pads made by Mrs. Jiang herself.

An Yueli couldn't cry or laugh for a while, "You send it back and forth like this, don't you want to keep circulating?" ”

Before Su Huaixiao could reply, she suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

"Wait, that guy looks like my father."

An Yueli opened the curtain wider, and clearly saw An Guocheng boarding the carriage with a frown. If you look carefully at the direction he came, it is the gate of the West City.

An Yueli suddenly remembered that the other party had said that she was going to do some errand a few days ago.

"Lord Wang, do you know what my father has been busy with lately?"

Su Huaixiao put down the idle book in his hand and blurted out the answer without thinking.

"Meet the surveyors."