Chapter 38 Meat, where is the meat?
The people who were eating looked stern.
The prince's face was gloomy: "What's going on?"
The subordinate knelt down and bowed his head and explained: "In reply to your Highness, when I came out of Keats Hall, not long after, I heard continuous wailing coming from the street. The people were holding their stomachs and in great pain."
"Take me there quickly!" The prince didn't even bother eating and wanted to go immediately.
"An An wants some too!" The little dumpling stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, then jumped up and down, trying to catch up with the prince.
The prince picked up the little girl and strode out.
The remaining few people followed immediately.
Xia Lan didn't know whether to follow or not, so she stomped her feet in anger, flicked her sleeves, and finally followed.
Just as I was about to follow, I was pulled aside by a hand.
Because no one was paying attention to Xia Lan and she was walking at the end, no one noticed that Xia Lan was missing.
Xia Lan's eyes were red, her mouth was covered, and she looked at the person in front of her.
"Want to be with the prince?" the man asked.
Xia Lan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The man sneered: "Then do as I say, otherwise..."
Feeling the cold handle of the knife against her neck, Xia Lan burst into tears and nodded immediately.
When Xia Lan caught up with the group, An An was taking the pulse of an old man who was holding his stomach.
When everyone saw Xia Lan following them again, no one said anything.
They were just paying attention to An An's pulse diagnosis results.
"An An, what's wrong?" the prince asked anxiously.
The little dumpling scratched his head: "Hmm, just like those little pot girls!"
The prince's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
If it was just Keats Hall, then it might be because the food was unclean, but if it was the people of the entire city, then it would be a big problem.
"An An, can you give a copy of this recipe for treating abdominal pain to my brother, the prince?"
No matter what, we must first cure the people's abdominal pain.
"Bao, hold on to An An!" Little Dumpling patted his chest, "There's a bamboo growing in my chest!"
Gu Yi wiped his forehead:...My silly girl, that's called being confident!
It seemed that because of his previous experience, the prince did not let An An write the prescription himself this time. After all, the little guy's handwriting was really not good.
After An An wrote the prescription, the prince took Gu Chen to make arrangements.
Little Tuanzi was also there to help the doctor by taking his pulse.
After a busy day, the little girl was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes and was about to doze off on Gu Yi's shoulder.
Gu Yi rubbed the little boy's head lovingly and kissed the little guy's forehead tenderly.
"Well, mother..." the little girl mumbled, "An An wants some meat..."
Really, he hasn’t forgotten to eat meat even in his dreams. What a greedy little cat.
Gu Yi raised a smile.
Several people arrived at the inn and were about to rest. Seeing Xia Lan still not leaving, they looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to the prince.
"Miss Xia, I'm sorry to have delayed your time today. I will send someone to send you back right away." The prince pretended to be polite.
Unexpectedly, Xia Lan pinched the corner of her clothes and said boldly: "Your Highness, it's getting late. I'm scared. Can you let me stay with you? I will go back early tomorrow morning."
Everyone fell into a rare silence.
The prince was too lazy to care: "In that case, Miss Xia can stay here."
Tomorrow morning, I will send someone away immediately, the prince thought silently.
Gu Yi carried the sleeping little girl back to the room and tucked the quilt gently.
In the prince's room, the prince was discussing with Gu Chen with a serious face the reason why the people were suffering from constant abdominal pain.
"I think this matter must be related to Keats Hall." Gu Chen murmured.
The prince nodded in agreement.
There was something really wrong with Aunt Liu's behavior; anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was something wrong.
Just as the two were about to start discussing further, there was a knock on the door.
Then, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Excuse me, is His Royal Highness asleep?"
The prince had a headache: Why is Xia Lan still haunting us? ?
Following the Crown Prince these days, Gu Chen has become a little bolder, and teased, "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."
The prince rolled his eyes at Gu Chen and shouted at the door, "I'm going to rest now. Miss Xia, we can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."
Xia Lan was outside the door, holding the food box, and gritted her teeth. No, that person said it must be effective tonight, otherwise it would be useless!
"Your Highness, I have clues about the poisoning!" Xia Lan said.
The door was opened.
"Your Highness, the clue is in this food box." After saying that, Xia Lan stuffed the food box into the prince's arms and ran away.
The prince carried the food box in, and inside was just a plate of pastries and a cup of tea, nothing unusual.
"Gu Chen, come and help me." The prince looked serious.
Gu Chen also stared at the pastries and tea for a long time.
Unfortunately, neither of them noticed anything unusual.
"Your Highness, why don't we wait until An An wakes up tomorrow and then ask An An to help?" Gu Chen suggested.
After all, things of unknown origin must not be given to the prince to eat.
The prince nodded in agreement.
So, early the next morning, as soon as the little dumpling woke up, he was brought to Gu Chen.
"An An, can you help the prince check if there is anything wrong with the pastries and tea?" The prince touched the little dumpling's head.
An An rubbed his eyes, looking sleepy, obviously having just woken up not long ago.
"Hmm?" The little girl closed her eyes again because she was too sleepy: I can't hear you, I can't hear you...
The prince laughed secretly and said, "Brother Prince is going to take An An to eat some meat!"
The little dumpling, who was previously sleepy and confused, immediately opened his eyes: "Rou Rou, where is Rou Rou?"
The two of them burst out laughing.
The completely sober little Dumpling puffed up her cheeks in anger: "Brother Crown Prince is lying!"
The prince couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I didn't lie to An An, An An, help the prince check if there is anything wrong with the cakes and tea. The prince will take An An to eat something delicious right away."
The little dumpling looked at the cakes and tea on the table with an expression that said, "I'll believe you for now."
There was no problem with the pastries. An An looked at the tea again and frowned.
She stepped forward and smelled the tea, then stretched out her little finger to dip a few drops and tasted it, then frowned: "Brother Crown Prince, this is just a stomachache!"
"An An, hurry up and spit it out!" Gu Chen remembered that An An had just drunk a few drops, and immediately put his hand on the little ball's chin, signaling An An to spit it out.
"Nothing, nothing, not much!" The little dumpling smiled.
Seeing that An An looked normal, Gu Chen felt relieved.
"Someone, bring Xia Lan here to me. I want to interrogate her personally." The prince ordered with a gloomy face.
Soon, Xia Lan was brought up.
Seeing the untouched tea in front of her, Xia Lan's eyes showed a look of horror.
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