The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 863 Thank You Cheng
"Things that are not enough for success and more than failure!" Xie An was circling around the room angrily, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He didn't stare at Xie Cheng for a while, and focused all his attention on An Wang, and ended up making such a big mess.

The people kneeling below did not dare to vent their anger, and it took a long time before they tremblingly said: "His Royal Highness, the matter has already exploded, and the people are now talking about Prince An's son."

Xie An took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "What are you talking about?"

The man kneeling at the bottom seemed afraid to speak, and he hesitated, and finally seeing Xie An's expression turned extremely pale, he gritted his teeth and said: "Nowadays, there are rumors in the market that King An is in danger. The son of the prince, however, deceives the world, pretends to be a filial son and grandson, but secretly goes to drink and enjoy himself, and finds women."

Xie An became angrier the more he heard it, and slapped the table next to him suddenly: "It's ridiculous! This king has long known about my uncle Wang's schemes, and guessed that his illness is strange, but this king I never guessed that he left Beijing and left such a mess behind!"

Xie An was so angry that his chest heaved violently and his face was ashen. He only found out a few days ago that Wang An was seriously ill?Clearly, he slipped out of Beijing a long time ago on the pretext of being sick.

If it wasn't for Xie Cheng's accident, I'm afraid he is still kept in the dark and deceived by his good uncle Wang.

Now Prince An's Mansion and Prince Qi's Mansion are like grasshoppers on the same rope, one hair can move the whole body, if Prince An's Mansion suffers disaster, Qi Yang Mansion will be hurt too.

"Master, look, what should the subordinate do now? Do you need the subordinate to arrange someone to arrest those who gossip!" The subordinate opened his mouth, put his hand by his side, and said A posture of raising a knife with one hand.

Xie An was stunned by the group of people under his command, and the veins on his forehead twitched, and he smashed a teacup with his backhand.

"Idiot! You can shut up a person's mouth by killing one person, but now that the city of Xie Cheng is full of wind and rain, how can you kill all the people in this capital?"

With such courage, why didn't he go to heaven?Such a thought, as his master, he dare not have it!

After being scolded by Xie An, the group of people standing below did not dare to speak again, each of them looked like a gourd with a sawed mouth.

Xie An got angry when he saw it, no one could do anything about it.

Sitting down again, holding the edge of the table tightly with his hands, Xie An closed his eyes tightly, and the creases between his brows were as deep as ravines.

"Forget it, don't worry about these people's affairs. Since my Uncle Wang caused the disaster, let him clean up the mess himself."

Xie An snorted coldly, his whole face was condensed, without any warmth.

Xie Cheng was the only remaining blood of his uncle Wang, and he didn't believe that King An would ignore him.

Rubbing his hand on the edge of the table, Xie An's face was gloomy: "Go and find out what this uncle Wang did after he left Beijing. You must check clearly, and you must not miss a single bit."

And just as Xie An predicted, King An came back when the Xie Cheng incident was getting more and more fermented.

Yushu was peeling grapes for Song Xieyu, and Yuxian was shaking a fan at the side, and said softly, "King An returned to Beijing yesterday with great fanfare, and he never sneaked around to hide people's eyes and ears."

Yu Xian's words successfully caught Yu Shu's attention, and while putting the peeled grape pulp back into the plate beside her, she said, "King An is not afraid that His Majesty will be suspicious of him?"

Song Xieyu looked at Yushu, this girl seemed shrewd, but in front of her and Yuxian, she still didn't seem to have grown up, she didn't want to use her brain for everything, her eyes were blank.

At the beginning, Wang An made a lot of noise about his serious illness.

Not to mention ordinary people, even His Majesty in the palace sent palace maids and eunuchs to condolences, one is to find out whether his illness is true or not, and the other is that he does not want him to take advantage of this illness to make some kind of harsh treatment by the new emperor in the future A vassal king can't tolerate people's reputation.

Sending people to deliver some supplements and saying some words of concern is also to silence everyone.

But now, Wang An, who was rumored to be seriously ill in bed, appeared outside Beijing at this moment. Isn't this a self-defeating?

Song Xieyu bit the grape pulp in her mouth, and soon, the sweet and sour taste permeated the whole mouth. She bent her eyes comfortably, her voice was drawn out, and her expression was innocent, but those eyes were extremely deep.

"King An, you are really a good father."

Yushu Yuxian looked at each other, neither of them understood whether Song Xieyu's words were really praising King An or irony.

But the two of them were just watching the show. They didn't need to know what Wang An's intention was, and they didn't care whether he was bewitched or had other tricks.

The only thing they care about is whether Wang An can suffer for himself and suffer retribution!
Yuxian seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Princess, when the slave girl came, she saw several doctors carrying medicine boxes coming in and out of the house where King An lives now, and she looked strange."

Song Xieyu stopped after eating a few grapes, and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

"It's not surprising. After all, I was frightened once. I'm afraid I have some kind of cold and high fever again."

Seeing that she didn't take it seriously, Yuxian stood aside, pondered for a while, and then said: "I thought it was something wrong with Prince An's son who was scared, but there is a doctor and Dr. Xin who are old acquaintances. We chatted a few words before, but the doctor's words were cryptic..."

When Song Xieyu heard this, his eyes became more thoughtful, if it was just a minor problem, how could he use the word "obscure"?
"What's wrong with him?" Song Xieyu became interested, and looked at Yu Xian with a pair of eyes full of water. Hearing what she said, it seemed that there was something wrong with her.

Yuxian's eyes flickered slightly, as if she was a little bit hard to say, but she said it cryptically after a while: "I heard that it's a problem in that aspect... You won't be able to have sex after you go back."

Song Xieyu's calculations never occurred to him, the disease he had was this disease...

After being dazed for a moment, Song Xieyu burst out laughing abruptly, and Yushu also laughed at the side. After a quarter of an hour, Song Xieyu's complexion calmed down, and when he spoke again, his words were full of disdain for Xie Cheng.

"It's really a dog who can't change eating shit. He was frightened in the Four Seasons Garden. There were rumors about him flying all over the world. He still has the mind to have sex. I really don't have a long memory."

How many days has it been?Since Xie Cheng was carried out of the Four Seasons Garden, within half a month, ordinary people were frightened, even if they had a high fever, they would have to lie in bed for seven days and a half months.

But Xie Cheng... If he hadn't been thinking about that kind of thing, how could he find that he didn't lift?Counting the days, I am afraid that it was only a few days ago that he did not lift himself.

(End of this chapter)