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

"Call all the men in the mansion here, the king wants to find someone."

Ah Fu didn't know what the prince was going to do in the morning, but as a servant, he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he went to the housekeeper to gather all the men to listen to Fengge and wait for orders according to the prince's order.

There are not thousands, but hundreds of servants in the palace, distributed in various courtyards, and it took more than half an hour to run through all the courtyards to inform them.

Wang An carefully looked at the appearance of each servant, and couldn't find any resemblance to that man at all.

"Are these all the men in the mansion?"

Wang An's tone was a little cold, and his eyes were even more icy cold. The housekeeper and Ah Fu who were closest to him shivered in fright.

King An is the second son of the current empress, the third prince most loved by the emperor and empress, and the younger brother of the first mother of the crown prince. He has been doted on since he was a child.

King An is proficient in all aspects of Wentao and martial arts. He was able to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy at the age of 12, and became a cold-faced general who was frightened by the enemy at the age of 16. The emperor named him King An because he hoped that with him, Chen Kingdom could be safe and secure.

Wang An was born with a decisive spirit of killing and attacking, and he was even more consistent on weekdays.

The servants in the mansion were a little afraid of him, if they were a little careless and made Wang An unhappy, they would definitely not be able to eat good fruit.

"There is also a little son in the courtyard at the northeast corner of the palace. He was imprisoned there a month ago for causing the princess to fall into the water. The villain dare not let him out for fear of offending the prince."

The housekeeper's words reminded him that those eyes that were as bright as stars were not just for the young lady he brought out from Xiaoge!

At the beginning, he just fell in love with the young man's three-pointed Xiyan appearance, and even favored him for a few months.

But because he was jealous of Xiyan, he pushed Xiyan down the lotus pond, causing Xiyan to have a miscarriage.

When the man finally fell into his arms, his haggard appearance was not as bright and charming as before.

For the sake of that person blocking an arrow for himself, let him forgive what he did before!

"Go away."

After Wang An finished speaking, he left Tingfeng Pavilion and walked towards the dilapidated courtyard in his memory. He only glanced outside at that time, and felt that it was an ominous place.

On the second day after the princess fell into the water, a feng shui master came to tell him that there was an ominous atmosphere in the courtyard, and that a sacrifice was required, and the sacrificer was not allowed to step out of the courtyard, otherwise his fate would be forced to change.

Thinking about it now, if that person hadn't left the yard that day, he might have turned into a piece of loess.

The yard is full of weeds, and it looks like no one has lived there for a long time.

Wang An took a few steps, and a thin layer of dust was absorbed on the black brocade boots.

The room was dark and damp, with a suffocating smell, dust and cobwebs everywhere.

On weekdays, King An was well-clothed and well-fed, pampered and pampered. He had never lived in such a poor residence. The woodsheds in the mansion were probably better than here.

cough~

The person lying on the bed coughed lightly.

Wang An walked in and saw that it was indeed him, but his appearance at this time was much softer than his appearance two years later, not the sunken cheeks and haggard appearance in memory.

Although Wang An's favorite person is Xiyan, if it is him, Wang An is still willing to take good care of him in the future, at least he will not let him suffer in this yard again.

King An lifted the quilt and carried the sleepy man out of the damp quilt. His clothes were drenched in cold sweat. King An put on his thick brocade robe for him, and carried him back to his living room. Tingfeng Pavilion.