Bei Qingwu was in a coma for a day and woke up in the evening. Bei Zhennan was worried about Bei Qingwu's health, so he stopped mentioning Feng Shisan, which made An Yi feel at ease a little.
On this day, the Crown Princess actually came to the inn to visit Bei Qingwu.
An Yi once heard from a scholar that the current crown prince is the eighth prince, so this crown princess should be the eighth prince's concubine.
While the Crown Princess was coming, Bei Qingwu ignored her, so An Yi left the inn and went to Prince Qing's Mansion.
When the third prince heard that An Yi was coming, he hurried to the hall.
Anyi bowed.
"What do you want from me?" the third prince asked urgently, looking An Yi up and down, as if he was afraid that An Yi would make a mistake.
An Yi smiled and said, "It's not my business, it's your business!"
Long Yule breathed a sigh of relief obviously. He was dressed in moon-white clothes and smiled like a gentle man: "That's good!"
"That's good? This is a big thing that concerns you!" An Yi looked at him.
Long Yule smiled and said: "As long as you are fine, do you know that you were in that inn and Ah Qian was sent back again. There is no one around you to take care of you. I am worried every day!"
The thin water clouds outside the hall covered the scorching sun, and the entire sky was overcast. The man's face was slightly lowered, his long and charming eyes were half-closed, and his black hair set off his forehead so white that it was so transparent that it penetrated from the bottom of his bones. There was a sense of weakness and helplessness.
Anyi looked at him: "Can you continue to drink the medicine I prescribed for you?"
Long Yule nodded: "Drink!"
"Then why does the situation look so bad?" An Yi asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know why, but when I got home, I felt completely weak. I used to get up every day to practice, but now I just want to fall asleep in the morning!" Long Yule said in a low voice, with a look of guilt in his eyes.
He promised her that he would practice hard and become powerful, but
"It's your house's problem!" An Yi whispered, raising his eyes to look in the direction of the well in the yard.
Now that it¡¯s overcast today, I feel that the aura is even more oppressive and gloomy.
Long Yule was startled: "The problem with the house?"
"This house used to be the courtyard of the Protector's Mansion. Why did it become the residence of the Third Prince? Where did the Third Prince live before?" An Yi didn't explain it first, but just wanted to take the opportunity to know more about the Protector's Mansion.
"I used to live in the palace and was not crowned a king, so I didn't have my own mansion. I was crowned a king when I reached adulthood. Later, something happened to the Protector's Palace, and the palace was divided into several lots by the government for auction, so I bought the east courtyard. Move it here yourself." Long Yule said in a low voice.
"The fianc¨¦e the third prince mentioned is Miss An Linglong from the Protector's Palace?" An Yi asked in a deep voice.
Long Yule quickly raised his eyes: "How do you know?"
An Yi smiled helplessly: "It was Princess Qingwu who said it. She said I look like Miss An!"
Long Yule suddenly stood up, looking very eager, which actually startled Anyi.
"Did she really say that?" Long Yule asked anxiously, his eyes trembling.
Anyi nodded.
"Don't go back again!" Long Yule said in a deep voice, with a determined look in his eyes, "I will send you back to Ping'an Town immediately!"
After Long Yule finished speaking, he walked a few more steps in the hall, "Ping'an Town is not safe either. Now the only one that can make Beizhen Nan fearful is Guangping Prince's Palace, but"
An Yi looked at his panicked look and couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"
Long Yule shook his head: "I didn't know Bei Qingwu had met An Linglong!"
An Yi thought for a while and said: "She said that she came to North Korea for the first time four years ago and met her!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com