The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 121 Mud
Liu Ying scolded in a low voice, his tone was rushed and urgent, but Biansheng stunned Wang An, who suddenly listened.

Indeed, as long as he doesn't make any serious mistakes, he can't die, and as long as he lives, Jun Rong can't treat himself too harshly if he wants to be famous. Why didn't he think of this?
Seeing An Wang staring blankly at himself in the mirror in the photo, and occasionally sniffing his nose, he withdrew his hand, calmed down a lot, and his chest slowly heaved, "Got it now?"

Wang An nodded: "Thought... I figured it out."

He shrunk his neck cautiously. When he was splashing before, his head was hot, and he didn't think about the consequences, but after his blood cooled down, he remembered Liu Ying's ability to come and go without a trace, and he was too scared.

What if he clicked himself in a bad way?
How wronged is he?
Noticing that Xiang Ying's hand was slowly relaxing, he hurriedly rolled over and stood up, stepped aside, and lowered his head like a little wife, "Do you want to stay by my side? What is the solution you just said?"

Seeing that the anger in his heart has subsided a lot in the photo, he knelt down to King An, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is ordered by His Royal Highness, and His Highness ordered me to protect the prince. This subordinate will definitely be loyal to the prince. Your subordinates will be recognized by others, and your subordinates are proficient in the art of disguise, so it doesn't matter if you wear a mask."

"Oh, all right."

Wang An responded dryly, and raised his head to take a look at the photo. The guard had been following his elder brother before, and he hadn't looked at it carefully. He was too excited after he entered the door and didn't pay attention. Now he calmed down and found out. This guard is quite young and handsome.

"You—your name is Liu Ying, right? Get up and talk."

Liu Ying stood up and nodded: "Yes, my subordinate, Liu Ying."

"Why don't you change your name? This name is known by many people, right? In the past, elder brother always took you by his side, and there are quite a few people who know you. If I miss the name, won't it be over?"

Take a picture and be silent for a moment: "Please give me your name, my lord."

King An swallowed his saliva, and searched his brain for a long time to come up with an idea: "Or your name is Lu Ying, which is similar to your original name, and it's easy to remember."

I took a picture and read it again: "Lu Ying...Thank you, Lord, for giving me the name."

Wang An sneered and said, "I'm not that talented either, so I can't think of a better name, so this is it."

The picture changed to Lu Ying nodded: "Subordinates don't care about the name, it's just a title. The prince wants to go out and the subordinates have a way to try, but after going out, the prince should not act rashly. It is better to keep his own place in a short time."

Wang An's eyes lit up, he forgot his previous worries, strode up to Lu Ying, and asked expectantly, "What can I do? Come and listen!"

Lu Ying beckoned to him: "My lord, come here with your ear—"

Wang An immediately walked up to him, listening to Lu Ying repeat the plan in his ear, his brows slowly wrinkled: "Is this... really feasible?"

"It's feasible, the prince will know once he tries it."

Wang An hesitated for a moment, then beat his hand: "Okay, I will do as you said!"

……

After the prince's burial, there was a lot of silence inside and outside the court, but whether this suspension is true or false, it is a matter of opinion.

Four days passed, Xiao Yu felt much refreshed and her menstrual period was over. Under Ning Zhao's supervision, she drank the medicine and was about to go to bed when someone knocked on the door. Both Ning Zhao and Xiao Yu were taken aback, but the knock came It's not their door, it's the door of Junrong next door.

They looked at each other, Xiao Yu raised his chin at Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao understood, turned around and went out, and when he opened the door, he saw a little eunuch knocking on the door, "This father-in-law just stared at him, it's already this hour, what can father-in-law do?" See Your Majesty?"

The name of the little eunuch is Wuyou. He is the former eunuch. He seldom walks around in the harem, but he has seen Ning Zhao. We all know Ning Zhao.

Wuyou hastily cupped his hands at Ning Zhao and said, "Scholar lady, the servant is the eunuch who passed the message in front, and someone came to report just now that King An in Prince An's mansion is sick and has a severe fever. I want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look, and leave the guest to leave." The courtyard said that there was a fire, and the people inside were rescued with great difficulty. At this time, they are unconscious and have nowhere to put them. I want to ask His Majesty to give an order to see how to deal with it."

An Wang Ningzhao naturally knew, but she had never heard of the Liuke Bieyuan.

She thought for a moment and said to Wuyou: "You wait here for a while, I will go in and let you know."

"Thank you sir!"

As soon as Ning Zhao turned around, Fu Yue and Ting Hua opened the door from the inside, "My lord, please—"

"Well, is Your Majesty still asleep?"

Ting Hua softly said: "Your Majesty sleeps lightly, and will wake up when there is any movement."

Ning Zhao listened and nodded, walked around the screen after entering, and bowed to the bed: "Your Majesty has seen His Majesty, and disturbed His Majesty's rest late at night, and I hope His Majesty will forgive you."

Jun Rong shook his head, his hair was loosely scattered behind him, "It's okay, what's the matter?"

Ning Zhao: "It is said that Wang An's high fever in An Wang's mansion does not go away, and I want to ask the imperial doctor to take a look."

Jun Rong frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said: "Then send an imperial doctor, lest people say that I am cold-blooded. Is there any more?"

"Yes, there is water in the guest house, and the people inside are unconscious. I don't know how to deal with it now. Please arrange it with Your Majesty."

"Stay in another hospital?"

Jun Rong stared blankly at Ning Zhao for a moment, Ning Zhao pursed her lips, "I don't even know..."

Junrong: "..."

The moment they looked at each other, the two of them were a little embarrassed, but fortunately Xiao Yu appeared in time and broke the silence in the room, "Speaking of Liuke Bieyuan, I do know that there is a proton from Fengguo living in it."

Xiao Yu came in from the door wearing a cloak, and the clothes were already put on.

When Jun Rong saw her coming in, she hurriedly stood up, "Fengguo proton? It's—"

"It is said that his name is Hua Ye. He is the second prince of the Feng Kingdom. He is eighteen years old. He has been in Dagan for two years. His health is very poor. He has a small illness every three days and a serious illness every five days. He is bedridden all the year round and rarely goes out. , Gradually people forget his existence.”

Jun Rong suddenly realized: "I seem to have heard that since he is the proton of Fengguo, it's not good to be negligent, let someone take him into the palace, and then find the imperial doctor to take a good look."

Xiao Yu has no objection to this, "It's really not good to be negligent. Fengguo was weak back then, but now Fengguo's national power is strong, it's not appropriate for Dagan to be hostile to them for the time being. Ning Zhao—let Hanyi go and take Hua Ye over personally , Wang An, you can send someone to find an imperial physician."

"Yes."

Ning Zhao took the order and quickly arranged everything.

Han Yi took a group of people looking for the driver to the inn near Liuke Bieyuan, and took Hua Ye and his guards into the palace.

Xiao Yu arranged for him to be placed in the Zhuyu Palace next to Xianrong Palace, and personally took the imperial physician to see him.

(End of this chapter)