She thought deeply, told herself not to be led by him, and said, "Prince, have you ever heard of a living god?"

"Are you referring to real gods or fake gods?" When Dongfang Jin became serious, there was a kind of faint aura flowing between his brows, which made people dare not underestimate him.

"Saixianweng, he has been in and out of the general's mansion these past two days. An Mingxuan is ill, but the doctor said he is fine. But it seems he is getting worse. This half-immortal was invited in by my aunt. He said there is a villain in the mansion who is trying to harm An Mingxuan, referring to the child in my mother's belly! I thought my aunt would settle down after so many things that happened before, but I didn't expect that she even wanted to kill the unborn child. More importantly, she wanted to harm my mother. Now An Mingxuan is just a cover, but she invited the half-immortal in the city. There will always be people who believe what the half-immortal says. "Yes, if you continue, do you know the consequences? My mother and my unborn brother will die, and then it will be me. They don't have time to plot against me now. When they have time, I will be the fish on their chopping board. I don't know what dish they will make of me!" An Qingran didn't want to tell him so much in detail, but looking at him, she felt that she had finally met someone to chat with, so she poured out all her thoughts. She couldn't tell anyone else about these things in the mansion. She only trusted Rendong, but she was just a little maid after all, and she couldn't scare her.

Dongfang Jin didn't say anything for a long time after hearing what she said, his brows slightly furrowed. An Qingran looked at him, very grateful that he didn't joke or make fun of her at this time!

Finally he said, "This is a small matter, easy to solve. Do you think the same as me?"

An Qingran nodded: "How about we talk about it together?"

Dongfang Jin smiled: "Okay..."

Next, the two people said a person's name in unison. If that person showed up, not to mention a half-immortal, even a god would have to give way!

"I'll tell you, if there is anything you can't solve, if you go and ask for help yourself, I'm afraid you can do it..." Dongfang Jin said.

"Your Highness doesn't want to help?"

"No, I'm complimenting you. Just leave this matter to me. After all, it's inconvenient for you to leave the house."

Hearing him say this, An Qingran also laughed. In his heart, was he really that capable that he could even invite Master Kong?

Master Liaokong’s words are much more credible than those of Banxian, no matter now or in the past, even the emperor believes in his words to some extent, not to mention those dignitaries, who are all proud to be able to invite the master. The master’s innate divination is extremely accurate!

At least everyone in the capital thinks so now, but the master rarely leaves Yuehua Temple, so when Dongfang Jin said just now that she could also invite Master Kong, it could really be considered a compliment.

If the prince can invite Kong, then everything will be solved. Let's see who everyone will believe in this matter!

After Dongfang Jin finished speaking, he stood up, but after thinking for a moment, he turned around and said, "Although you are very capable, be careful!"

Hearing these words coming out of his mouth, An Qingran almost wanted to laugh, but a warm current surged in her heart. She nodded, but didn't know what to say. Fortunately, at this moment, the prince pushed the window out, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night. An Qingran couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, she knew the prince in this life, otherwise the matter in front of her could not be solved, at least, it would not be solved convincingly.

She sent the prince away, her body softened, and she sat back on the bed. She had just complained to him so much in one breath, and now she felt a little exhausted. Should she say this to him?

She doesn't know either.

Finally, when Ren Dong heard no more sound, she knocked on the door and came in: "Miss, has the prince left?"

"Yes……"

Honeysuckle didn't say anything, and her expression showed a little disappointment.

An Qingran smiled: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to keep the prince?"

"Yes, it's such a good opportunity to meet, why not chat more after meeting!"

"You silly girl, what are you talking about!" An Qingran said with a smile.

Honeysuckle smiled: "The prince has been here, which means the immediate crisis has been resolved. Will the concubine not hurt the lady?"

"Yeah, you know everything, and you still ask me what I do!"

"Miss, I know everything. Asking or not asking makes a difference. If you ask, you will have a better idea!" Honeysuckle said with a smile, "For example, I would like to ask you if you want to go to Lan Xiao Pavilion tomorrow morning?"

"Go!" An Qingran said decisively.

The whole courtyard of Lanxiao Pavilion was weird, with red ribbons hanging everywhere, and even one tied to the lamp, without any fear of burning. When An Qingran came in, Lian Jinyu was sitting on An Mingxuan's bed in a daze. An Mingxuan's whole face was sallow, and he lay there motionless. At first glance, it was really frightening.

An Qingran came forward and took his hand, which was still warm. She placed her index and middle fingers on his wrist. Lian Jinrong immediately stepped forward and pulled her hand away, saying, "Qingran, you really care about your aunt. Think of a way for your aunt. Your brother is in a bad state. What do you think your aunt should do?"

An Qingran was pulled away just when she was about to be diagnosed. She began to feel confused. She already had countless doubts and she was trying to solve them.

So she said, "Let me take a look at Mingxuan's pulse. Why is it like this?"

As she spoke, she broke free from Lian Jinrong's hand and was about to touch An Mingxuan's wrist, but Lian Jinrong blocked her again: "Those imperial doctors couldn't do anything, so how could you do it? Besides, we don't know what disease he has, so you have to be careful about the possibility of infection. I appreciate your kindness, you are such a good child!" As she spoke, she pulled her hand and started crying.

An Qingran was thinking in her heart, why are her tears so cheap?

She didn't need to take his pulse again. She had blocked him twice. Even if she was stupid, she understood. Looking at the sallow color on his face, she could even smell the scent of ginger flowers, which was obviously rouge. So, An Qingran felt that she had made the right decision this time. She was still thinking that if she had known this earlier, she wouldn't have to invite Master Lekong.

However, she doubted whether this aunt would really drug An Mingxuan in order to achieve her goal if she knew!

So, she didn't say anything.

He just said some words to reassure her. In this world, Lian Jinrong is not the only one who is hypocritical. She, An Qingran, has also learned it, although it is a bit shameful!

Then, she went to the upper house and told her mother about this matter. After listening, her mother looked at An Qingran and said, "You think a lot. I never thought that the child's illness was fake. How could a mother curse her child to be critically ill? I actually saw it today!"

An Qingran also saw it.