Chapter 1266
In the stable, Yan Chuan looked at the dying foal, his eyes were red, squatting beside it, stretching out his hand to stroke its mane, almost mournfully said: "Thunder, Thunder——"

Lei Ting looked at his master reluctantly, and tears seemed to overflow from his eyes.

It should know that its time is approaching.

Yan Yunjin stood aside with his hands behind his back, feeling sad seeing this scene.

"Your majesty, prince, the empress sent someone to deliver the prescription." The guard said with the prescription in both hands, "The empress said that someone has already sent someone to grab the medicine."

Yan Yunjin said: "Since the medicine has been taken, what prescription is needed, take it away!"

Yan Chuan said, "Bring it to me and have a look!"

Yan Yunjin frowned, obviously a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, Yan Chuan just cared too much about Lei Ting, not necessarily targeting Jiang Yanran, so he was also relieved, and said to the guard who was in a dilemma: "Not yet. Prince."

The guard hurriedly handed it to him respectfully.

Yan Chuan's voice was almost trembling, his lips moved and he said: "Nyxony, Shengnanxing, Shengcaowu..."

He handed the prescription to the veterinarian: "See if there is any problem!"

How could the veterinarian dare to say that there was something wrong with the prescription prescribed by the empress, and said in a muffled voice: "Since it was prescribed by the empress, then, it should be good..."

"Trash!" Yan Chuan scolded, knowing in his heart that if Jiang Yanran's prescription doesn't work, it's really hard to save the gods.

The medicine was quickly brought, and Yan Chuan took it, looked at Lei Ting with tears in his eyes and said, "My dear Lei Ting, I believe in the Empress, and you also believe in her, so let's just talk about it? I'll find it for you when you recover. Breeding good foals..."

Yan Yunjin became anxious: "Hurry up and pour it down!"

Hongye felt that Jiang Yanran was in a bad mood, thinking that she was sad because of Ah Wu's departure, so she purposely found some light-hearted words to say to her.

Jiang Yanran propped her elbows on the small table, with a tired look on her face: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. You go down first."

Hongye glanced at her worriedly, and said softly: "The servant is outside, the empress has something to call the servant."

"Ah."

Jiang Yanran was the only one left in the room. The scorching white autumn sun came in through the window and shone on her body, but she felt a burst of coolness.

The prescription that was written just now has been circling in her mind for the past few days, it's just that a few more powerful medicines were added when writing just now.

When she wrote it down, she was in a trance, as if she felt that she was attacking her own child.

She was not as calm and relieved as she imagined, and now she just felt cold all over, as if her soul had been sucked out.

This child belongs to her and Yan Yunjin!
Fortunately, Yan Yunjin came in quickly, and said with a big smile, "Jiaojiao, you really came back to life, and Lei Ting rescued it. Yan Chuan is guarding it now, otherwise he would have come to thank you a long time ago."

He was proud that Jiang Yanran had accomplished something that was considered impossible by others.

He was happy that the relationship between Yanchuan and Jiang Yanran became more harmonious.

He subconsciously didn't think about whether Yanchuan would develop thoughts that he shouldn't have.

The next day, Yan Chuan really came to thank him and gave Jiang Yanran a basket of lychees.

Litchi is a rare thing in the northern part of the Central Plains, let alone Dameng.

Jiang Yanran really likes lychees, so she accepts them, because this basket of lychees caused a little disturbance.

Seeing that she accepted it, Yan Chuan was also relieved, saluted again and said to Jiang Yanran: "Thank you, Madam, for saving my life."

"It's easy to do." Jiang Yanran looked at him and said indifferently.

Although she once doubted whether Yan Chuan was Yan Yunjin's son, but now seeing his tall and straight nose almost exactly like Yan Yunjin's, she still believed that he was her own.

It's just that his eyebrows are not as stylish as Yan Yunjin's, and they are not as thick as Yan Yunjin's, which is not good-looking; his eyes are bigger than Yan Yunjin's, like Concubine Han, and they look, um, not good-looking.

Yan Chuan noticed that she was staring differently than before, blushed instantly, and almost fled in despair.

Only then did Jiang Yanran realize her gaffe, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She was thinking, what would it look like when the child in her womb was born?

It's a pity that she didn't learn all of Su Qinghuan's skills in this area, and she didn't know whether it was a man or a woman.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it, the ending is already doomed.

Besides, that basket of lychees is a very rare fruit. In order to please Yan Chuan, a businessman in Dameng added ice to the lychees, and rushed to send them at countless costs.

As soon as Yanchuan received it, a maid in his palace told Concubine Han.

Concubine Han didn't want to keep it to herself, but thinking about such a rare thing, after sending it to the emperor, shouldn't Yan Chuan keep some for herself?

What's the use of Jiang Yanran being so awesome?

Does she have a son who sends her lychees?
Concubine Han waited and waited, hoped and hoped, complacent and anxious, and finally waited for news from Lizhi.

——Yan Chuan actually sent a basket of lychees to Jiang Yanran's palace!
Jiang Yanran didn't have a son, but her Concubine Han's son respected her as his own mother!
Concubine Han was so angry that she dropped many things in the palace.

In a fit of anger, she even forgot her fear of Yan Yunjin and Jiang Yanran, and aggressively went to Jiang Yanran's palace to "ask for an explanation."

Yan Yunjin was not there, so Concubine Han put away her tears, and said to Jiang Yanran: "Your Majesty is really a good means, but she doesn't leave any way for others to survive."

"You robbed the emperor and occupied the emperor so that no one else could share it. Well, the emperor loves you, so I have nothing to say."

"But can you let the prince go? He is only 16 years old, he is still a child, and has never seen many women. Please, put away those enchanting tricks you brought from the Central Plains to deal with men..."

Concubine Han really thought so, if it wasn't for Yan Chuan's feelings for Jiang Yanran that she shouldn't have, how could she be so kind to her?

After marrying a wife and forgetting her mother, a man will lose his head until he is beautiful.

If it wasn't like this, how could her obedient and filial son have changed his mind!
Jiang Yanran was writing a prescription for herself today, feeling impetuous, when she heard this cold voice: "Slap your mouth!"

Hong Ye, who had been trembling with anger for a long time, stepped forward and gave Concubine Han two hard slaps without saying a word.

Jiang Yanran threw the pen back on the pen stand, and sneered again and again: "In order to deal with me, you don't even want your own son?"

After being beaten, Concubine Han suddenly realized what she had said after hearing her cold words!
"I've never seen someone who used his own son to hold a pot of shit to frame someone. I really learned a lot today, you're a complete idiot!"

Concubine Han covered her face and closed her mouth tightly, not daring to speak any more.

"If you want to die, die by yourself." Hong Ye scolded angrily, and pushed Concubine Han, "If you dare to harm the empress, I will fight with you!"

(End of this chapter)

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