Lian Jinyu's body shook when he heard this: "What should I do? Just because she cured my disease doesn't mean she is a miracle doctor who can cure everyone's disease. Besides, how long will she stay here? When can she come back..."

"Cousin, don't worry. It's a good thing that the emperor values ​​Qingran."

Shen Biyun suddenly spoke, startling Lian Jinyu. She was so anxious that she didn't see her just now, but looking at where she was standing, was she behind the curtain just now? Behind that was the general's bed. Sometimes when he got tired of reading, he would just stay here.

Seeing Lian Jinyu's puzzled look, An Zhongtao felt a little uncomfortable. He coughed lightly and said, "Qingran will be fine. I go to court every day and I will be careful."

"Oh." Lian Jinyu said "Oh" and felt very uncomfortable.

Just then Mingchen started crying, so she took the child and left.

Shen Biyun stood there a little embarrassed: “Cousin, cousin’s wife won’t misunderstand anything, right?”

An Zhongtao shook his head: "It's okay, your cousin's wife is kind-hearted and won't think badly of you."

In fact, he was really wrong. Lian Jinyu walked back with heavy steps. She didn't know what this meant. She saw another woman in her husband's room. Not to mention, she really seemed to have walked out from the back, otherwise how could she not see her when she entered the room?

However, she soon diverted her attention because she was worried about An Qingran. If anything happened to Qingran, she would not want to live anymore. What was the point of this family?

She hoped that Qingran could cure the queen, but she was also worried about what would happen next time she showed off.

In Beiyuan, the old lady was also in a complicated mood. When she heard that An Qingran had entered the palace again, she couldn't help but feel worried again, because she might be outstanding again. If she was outstanding, who knew which prince or crown prince would take a fancy to her. If she was granted a marriage while in the palace, wouldn't her plan be ruined?

In fact, her letter had already been sent out. She planned to marry An Qingran to her brother's grandson, Shen Zhihua. Shen Zhihua was a rare talent in the local area, and he was handsome. He would definitely be a good match for An Qingran. She had a good plan in mind. An Qingran was talented and capable. If she married Shen Zhihua, she would be a member of the Shen family, and she would be her aunt. She had the ability to make the Shen family prosperous, and she would be happy too. At the same time, her popularity would not be overshadowed by An Ranyue, and she could continue to plan An Zhongyuan's affairs. By then, she would help her youngest son get the general's mansion, and An Qingran would have no way to deal with her grievances.

She invited the Shen family to be her guest, and the letter had already been sent, so nothing must go wrong.

She didn't tell anyone about her wishful thinking, so she was the only one suffering now.

An Yanran was walking in the yard. She was going to get medicine for An Mingxuan. She saw An Ranyue coming over. She stood there and waited for a while. An Ranyue came closer. She seemed to want to talk to An Yanran, but she just pretended not to see her and walked past.

An Yanran looked at her back in surprise, her expression becoming extremely ugly. Suddenly, she took a few quick steps to catch up with her: "Wait, didn't you see it?"

"I saw it." An Ranyue spoke with a hint of impatience on her face.

"What do you mean? How have I wronged you? Why are you like this?"

"No, I was just thinking about something, and then I walked over. What? You won't be mad at me because of this, right?" An Ranyue's attitude was not very good.

An Yanran was so angry. The two of them were discussing how to deal with An Qingran just a few days ago. Are they turning against each other today?

"Really? Thinking about something?"

"Yes, am I not allowed to think about things? You know how tense our situation is now. An Qingran has entered the palace. Who knows what kind of reward she will get? Aren't you anxious?" An Ranyue started to talk about An Qingran.

"What's the use of thinking about it? Can we still go into the palace to see her?" An Yanran sighed, turned and left.

An Ranyue looked at her back and smiled coldly.

Back in the house, Lian Jinrong noticed that her expression was not right and couldn't help asking, "Did someone say anything? Did someone say something nonsense when Mingxuan used some medicine?"

"No, it was An Ranyue. She didn't even say hello to me when she saw me. I was so angry. Now I think Shen Biyun is the problem. An Zhongyuan's family is not kind either. Why are there annoying things everywhere? Why are we enemies everywhere?" An Yanran rarely loses confidence like this.

Lian Jinrong smiled when she saw this: "Child, only incompetent people have no enemies, and those mediocre people will not be envied. Mother has figured it out now, so she is calm and will not fight for the moment. How An Ranyue treats you is naturally because of Prince Kang's matter, and mother will plan for you on this point..."

After she finished speaking, a smile appeared on her face, and she was very confident.

An Qingran finally waited for the prince. Dongfang Jin was wearing a yellow robe, and the four-clawed golden dragon on his chest looked ferocious. He himself wore a golden crown and had his hair tied up, looking majestic.

This was different from the prince she usually saw. An Qingran was a little surprised, and secretly admired him. Now the prince already had the majesty of a king.

"You're here..." As soon as the prince spoke, he narrowed the distance between them, and An Qingran did not greet him according to etiquette.

In her heart, the prince was less arrogant than the average young man.

"Tell me about my mother's condition." The prince sat down.

An Qingran came back to her senses: "The Queen's condition is not optimistic. I have no other options for now. I can only use silver needles to relieve the pain temporarily..."

She told the prince the truth.

Dongfang Jin heard this, her beautiful eyes slowly closed and opened again, her eyes full of sadness: "So, you came to me just to talk about this?"

An Qingran shook her head: "That's not the case. I wrote a letter to my master to see if he could help the queen with her condition, but I couldn't send the letter, so I wanted to ask the prince for help..."

"This is not helping you, this is helping myself." Dongfang Jin said, with a hint of a smile on his lips, but it was very weak.

An Qingran handed him the letter, but the prince did not stand up immediately. Instead, he looked at An Qingran and said seriously, "Thank you for your hard work on my mother's matter. The imperial doctors have been unable to help for so many years. I hope you can help me."

An Qingran smiled and said, "I will do my best..."

"I know you will." Dongfang Jin looked at her with his burning eyes, the flashing affection in them a little confusing for her to understand.

In fact, she was an experienced person, in her twenties, and knew everything, but she felt that this was not her destiny in this life.

She didn't want to enter the palace, didn't want to participate in the bloody palace fight, she was tired. She just wanted to protect her mother and brother and keep them from getting hurt.

So she pretended not to understand, just smiled and said nothing.