Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Hadn't she thought it through long ago? Why was she still so heartbroken? She admitted that she was jealous of Huaizhu, extremely jealous.

Hongze has not yet established a residence and is currently living in a small courtyard far away from the city center, to the south and north of her mountain residence.

After passing through most of the city of Bianjing, when I was about to leave the city and go home, the city gate was closed.

Anan took a detour to find his mother for settlement.

After Yuan Ruolan left the An family, she temporarily lived at Yuan Ruofeng's place. Uncle Ruofeng had set up a courtyard for her to stay in, which was fully furnished with all kinds of furnishings. The courtyard was brightly lit. Due to many worries today, Mingqi did not go back and rested in the ear room of the outer courtyard.

Anan entered the house and saw Yuan Ruolan sitting under the lamp with an ancient book in his hand, but he just stared at the light with a frown.

As smart as she is, even if everything was arranged perfectly by Anan, how could she blindly believe it without knowing whether it was true or not?

Anan took off his cloak, took the stove handed to him by Nanny Li, and whispered the truth: "Mother, please be at ease! The two uncles must have gone to the palace to treat the illness of the Crown Prince."

Yuan Ruolan was shocked when she heard this. She gently put down the ancient book in her hand, stood up and pulled her: "Is the news accurate?"

Anan took a sip of hot tea and nodded silently: "That's what His Highness the Sixth Prince told me himself."

"No wonder our family has inquired in many ways but has not found any result. After all, how can the emperor's family affairs be spread by the common people..." Yuan Ruolan frowned, her expression solemn. After thinking for a while, she asked again, "Do you know what disease the Crown Prince is suffering from?"

Although the Imperial Hospital is not as good as Qingchengshan, they can still handle common diseases. If this trip is for complicated diseases to be admitted to the palace, I am afraid that it will be dangerous.

Anan guessed what his mother was thinking, so he smiled and said to her, "Don't worry, mother. There has been no news for a few days, and the Sixth Prince is still drinking outside. I think that although the condition of the young prince is serious, it is not too serious."

After finally settling his mother down, Anan lay quietly on the large bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

In the outer room, Bai Shao was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Today's events had shocked this young girl, who was not very worldly-wise. She thought about it for a long time but could not understand the cause and effect of this matter. She only thought that something was indeed not right with her girl these days, and secretly wondered whether she needed to report it to the lady.

That end.

When Yunyu came back from visiting Huaizhu, the place was deserted. He stood there, staring blankly at the empty corridor. Jinliu, who had seen everything, felt a little embarrassed. He just cleared his throat and whispered to him, "Let me give you another idea!"

Now that things have come to this, an apology will be of no use. The most important thing is to make amends, Jin Liu thought.

"No need." He responded indifferently, his face expressionless as always, and turned back.

Jin Jiu looked at his lonely back, sighed softly, and said to Chang Xin beside him: "This stubborn guy doesn't seem to have any fancy thoughts in his daily life. It's strange that he can understand the little thoughts in a woman's heart. But An Nan has eight hundred tricks. Just wait and see. When I am too old to walk, he won't be able to win the beauty."

At noon on the second day, heavy snow fell and strong winds blew.

Yuan Ruolan was extremely sleepy due to a sleepless night, so she dozed off on the bed. Nanny Li hurried in and whispered to her.

Yuan Ruolan was stunned for a moment, then stood up, straightened her dress, and asked in a low voice: "Is it really him?"