"Oh," Meiya nodded. She felt a little depressed, but she couldn't explain why. She just sat there in silence until the carriage stopped in front of Prince An's mansion. Then she came to her senses and got off the carriage first. Then she said to the man in the carriage, "Come on, Prince, let the Princess help you get off the carriage."
"Thank you very much," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while extending his hand to Mei Ya, "My Princess."
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That night.
Prince Rong's Palace.
"Did you see with your own eyes that Prince An's leg suddenly became severely lame?" Zhong Mingzheng sipped his tea leisurely while looking at Ling Shian, "I noticed that he limped normally, so you must be seeing things."
"Yes, it's absolutely true," Ling Shian said hurriedly, "Prince An was in high spirits when he left the palace today. He accompanied Princess An for a stroll for more than half an hour, and then ate at Bianyifang for half an hour. When he came out again, Prince An's legs and feet were not very agile, and he didn't care about the people pointing and talking. He leaned half of his body on Princess An in the street, and then he called a carriage and went back to the mansion. Then Prince An's personal bodyguard, Pang Yi, hurriedly went outside to invite a doctor. I don't know if he was worried about alarming His Majesty, so he didn't dare to invite the imperial physician, but went to the nearby Renhuitang to invite a doctor. The doctor brought a lot of medicinal materials with him."
"Haha, getting carried away with success, isn't that what you're talking about him?" Zhong Mingzheng curled his lips coldly, and said, "Father intended to let him return to the court, but he got carried away with success and couldn't even sit still. He wandered around with his country bumpkin wife, and I'm afraid he even forgot that he's still a cripple."
"Yes, I saw that Prince An was limping badly and his face was very pale. Princess An was even more cautious. I think her leg disease has relapsed and she will need to rest for a while," Ling Shian said with a smile. "Now, His Majesty must be very angry. He wants Prince An to restrain His Majesty, but Prince An is such a loser. I don't know how long it will take for him to get out of bed."
"Yeah, father must be upset, why are all his princes so disappointing?" Zhong Mingzheng curled his lips sarcastically, "The second son is a jinx, and the eldest son is a sickly person. Haha, I want to see what tricks father can come up with. Now I am also fat and relaxed. No matter how anxious and angry father is, I will just watch from the sidelines and wait until he is at his wit's end and admits defeat, or dies."
"Yes, Your Highness, just wait patiently. Looking at the capital, Your Highness is the best. Who can compete with Your Highness?" Ling Shian said with a smile, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and then said, "By the way, Your Highness, just now on the street, Prince An also met Duan Chenghong, and the two talked for a while in the street."
"Oh? Duan Chenghong has grabbed a lifeline," Zhong Mingzheng said calmly, "After two and a half years of obscurity in the Imperial Academy, now that Prince An has returned to the capital in glory, he must feel that his hard days are over, right?"
"That's right. Duan Chenghong was so excited when he saw Prince An that his tears and snot flowed. But Prince An was not so enthusiastic about him. He just said a few words to him and then got in the carriage and left impatiently, leaving Duan Chenghong bowing to the carriage on the street," Ling Shian thought about the scene and sneered, "I wonder if Duan Chenghong really didn't realize that Prince An was just perfunctory with him."
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