[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

The second prince stood in front of Yunle's bed with his hands behind his back, looking at the person on the bed. Although he looks a bit like Song Xiyan, the third brother is already married to Song Xiyan, why is he suddenly interested in this little thing again? ?

He always felt that there was something strange about it.

"During this period of time, did you find anything unusual in Prince An's Mansion?"

Ye Lan, who stood respectfully by the side, thought for a while, and replied unhurriedly: "Recently, King An suddenly started to neglect Princess An, and even took this person back to his residence from that deserted courtyard. Master, will you Could it be that Prince An has discovered that Princess An's miscarriage was a play she directed and acted on her own?"

The second prince didn't know about her miscarriage, so he turned around, with his usual expression, and asked casually, "Oh? Song Xiyan, did she have a miscarriage? Is the child Prince An's or mine?"

"Master, the child belongs to Prince An. The child in Princess An's stomach was gone one and a half months ago. At that time, the pulse was found to be three months old. Four and a half months ago, the master was in the Ming Dynasty. The child cannot be yours." .”

"Song Xiyan won't give birth to a child to trap King An, what kind of abortion trick is she playing?"

"The person Princess An admires is the master. She may not want to give birth to an heir for King An."

Hearing the word "envy", the second prince sneered, Song Xiyan was just a pawn in his hand, but he always wanted something that she couldn't get at all.

He approached Song Xiyan just because the third brother liked that woman and wanted to use her. In the future, he would need her to work for him to bring down King An.I hope this woman won't keep doing useless things, making the third brother lose interest in her.

"Go back and stare at Song Xiyan and King An."

"Yes, master."

Yelan was the person arranged by the Second Prince for Song Xiyan, on the surface to protect her safety, but in fact to monitor every move of Prince An's Mansion.

King An came back early in the morning and heard that the young master from Tingfeng Pavilion was missing, so he flicked his sleeves and flew to Tingfeng Pavilion immediately.

"Where's Yunle?"

Ah Fu heard the prince's voice and knelt down with his legs limp. Because he was too scared, his whole body was trembling.

Wang An didn't get a response, he stepped forward and kicked Ah Fu on the chest, leaving a gray footprint.

"What did the king ask you? Are you also dumb?"

The prince's kick was so hard that Ah Fu spat out a big mouthful of blood while clutching his chest, and a bloody smell rushed straight into his nose.

"My lord, the villain didn't hear anything last night, let alone the young master ringing the bell. When he woke up, the young master was no longer on the bed, leaving only this string of bells."

King An took the string of bells in Ah Fu's hand. The bells were made of black gold by a craftsman specially by him. As long as they were shaken slightly, the black gold beads inside the bell would hit the shell, making a clear metal impact sound.

When the bell is rung, it can be heard inside and outside the house, so that Yunle's needs can be known and met in time.

If this string of bells were forcibly taken off, there would definitely be a "jingling" bell, but Ah Fu, who was guarding the outside, did not hear it.

Could it be that Yun Le took off the bell by herself?

"One hundred thorns, go to the Xingge to receive the punishment."

"I beg the lord to spare Ah Fu for the son's sake, a hundred lashes, Ah Fu will definitely not be able to hold on, and the son will definitely be sad if he doesn't see Ah Fu when he comes back."

Zisu on the side knelt on the ground to plead for Ah Fu, and moved out the son.

Wang An recalled the pitiful appearance of Yun Le pleading for the two of them that day, and his heart softened a little.

"If Yunle is fine, I will spare your life."

"Thank you, my lord." Ah Fu knelt down and kowtowed a few times, rejoicing that he escaped again under the protection of the young master.