Spring

In the study, Prince Anqing heard footsteps and turned around slowly.

His eyes fell on his son, and he suddenly said, "Huaizhi, were you and the prince assassinated again yesterday?"

He was summoned to the palace by the emperor today and learned what happened during the spring hunt yesterday.

Gu Huaizhi nodded, but his thin lips were tightly pursed, and it was obvious that he didn't want to say more.

Prince Anqing narrowed his eyes, noticing that something was wrong with his son's condition today, and then asked, "Have you found out anything?"

Gu Huaizhi pondered for a moment and shook his head.

He shouldn't have interfered too much in these matters. Yesterday, he almost implicated Mu An Ning, so he didn't want to continue investigating.

Seeing his son remained silent, as if dumb, Prince Anqing could not help but sigh and said, "Huaizhi, you shouldn't focus on the relationship between your son and daughter."

He could see clearly that although his son had been engaged for many years, he had never been interested in the girl from the Mu family. But things have become more and more different in recent days.

Gu Huaizhi's expression changed slightly, and his already dull face became even darker.

Is it so obvious that he likes Muran Ning?

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong and couldn't help but cross his arms, looking alert and asking, "Dad, are you sending someone to follow me?"

How would his father know all this if he didn't send someone to follow him?

Prince Anqing never asked about his emotional affairs like Luo did.

When Prince Anqing saw his son's sexual desire being exposed, he couldn't help laughing and nodded slightly, but did not deny it.

He was just afraid that his son would miss out on his work, so he gave him a brief reminder.

He coughed lightly, his expression becoming more solemn: "Huaizhi, although the envoys from Liang have returned to Liang, I suspect that what happened yesterday was related to Liang."

Gu Huaizhi snorted. He had long suspected that there was something wrong with the envoy.

His unnatural face didn't look real at all, but more like a human skin mask.

Prince Anqing said solemnly: "If you meet the crown prince in the near future, you must be careful."

Although that group of people came for the Prince of Chu, they also obviously set their sights on Gu Huaizhi.

But he stared at his son, who was still young at heart, and didn't say the rest.

So many years have passed, but the emperor's hatred for them has not faded.

He was injured by an old wound and could no longer fight on the battlefield, but Gu Huaizhi was different.

His son has been learning martial arts faster than his peers since he was a child. Now his martial arts skills have improved so fast that he is almost catching up with his father.

If Chu and Liang really go to war, nothing can be predicted.

*

Seeing Mu An Ning stand up and walk out, the cousin and his sister followed him out even though they didn't know what happened.

Old Doctor Lu, with a solemn look, slowly raised his eyes and scanned the three of them, but Aunt Fang seemed oblivious and did not notice at all that there were a few more people behind him.

"Doctor, please take a look." Aunt Fang's voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness that could not be concealed. "My child has been groggy since he woke up this morning. I felt that he had a fever."

Doctor Lu nodded slightly, touched the child's red forehead, and asked, "Did he eat anything today?"

Aunt Fang shook her head, her eyes showing deep worry: "This child has been saying that he has no appetite this morning, and he doesn't even want to eat a mouthful of porridge."

Doctor Lu withdrew his hand, narrowed his eyes into slits, and carefully observed the child in front of him whose eyelids were trembling slightly.

After a while, he shook his head without saying anything and smiled, then glanced at the girl standing behind the woman.

Aunt Fang noticed the change in the doctor's expression and became even more anxious.

She could not help but hold her son tightly in her arms, who had his eyes closed, and asked tentatively, "Doctor, is it difficult to treat?"

She was so nervous because Fang Ziweng had experienced a serious illness in his childhood.

After that, studying became much more difficult for him.

Doctor Lu stroked his long beard, pondered for a while, and suddenly said to the girl who was observing the child attentively: "Girl, tell me about this."

Mu An Ning, who was suddenly noticed, was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss.

She turned to look at Su Nianci, who had a smile in her eyes, and felt a little relieved. Then she pointed at herself hesitantly and said, "Doctor Lu, are you talking about my daughter?"

Doctor Lu nodded affirmatively and said with a smile, "It's the girl."

Su Nianci had previously praised this girl to high heavens, and now he wanted to see whether this little girl, who seemed to have just reached the age of marriage, really had the ability to determine whether the child was indeed sick.

Su Nianci smiled slightly, and understood in her heart.

If Mu An Ning could be valued by Dr. Lu, she would also feel happy for her friend.

She quietly called Tan Wenhuai to the cubicle. After all, it was a bit strange to have so many people gathered in one place.

Hearing this clear and gentle voice, Aunt Fang was stunned for a moment, then she forgot about her son's illness and turned around in surprise.

Who else could that beautiful girl, wearing a light pink skirt embroidered with peony patterns, be if not her niece?

Although she guessed that her niece should have returned to Shangjing, she was still quite surprised.

Aunt Fang's eyes sparkled with tears, and she called out in a trembling voice, "An Ning?"

Mu An Ning responded with a smile, her heart filled with joy: "Auntie Fang."

She had just heard a few days ago that the new number one scholar came from a poor family. After some inquiries, she found out that the number one scholar was actually Qiao Qingsheng.

It was not surprising that Aunt Fang and Fang Ziweng also moved to Beijing.

But meeting them in Su Nianzhi's clinic can only be said to be a special fate.

Mu An Ning came back to his senses and looked at Fang Ziweng, who had beads of sweat on his forehead.

Loss of appetite, drowsiness, and sweating are indeed signs of a fever.

However, the child is clearly awake, why is he pretending to be unconscious?

Mu An Ning raised her eyes and saw Doctor Lu looking at her. She felt a little nervous, but she still smiled gently and said, "Auntie Fang, let me take a look."

Although the woman didn't know whether she knew medicine, she nodded repeatedly with complete trust.

Mu An Ning slowly squatted down and, imitating Doctor Lu, touched Fang Ziweng's forehead with the back of his hand.

It was indeed hot, but not seriously. However, when she felt around, she found that only the center of her forehead was slightly hot.

With a thoughtful look in her eyes, she gently touched Fang Ziweng's cheek. Apart from feeling a little cold sweat, she did not notice any obvious fever.

And after careful observation, the child's complexion was normal, without the flushing that is common when having a fever, so it definitely shouldn't be so serious that he would fall into a coma.

Mu An Ning glanced to the side and inadvertently noticed that Fang Ziweng clenched his fists involuntarily.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and the fog in her heart was cleared away, and she understood.

This child is not unconscious, he is clearly pretending to be sick. Those drops of cold sweat are probably because he is afraid of being exposed.

And the temperature on his forehead was probably caused by applying a towel soaked in hot water.

Mu An Ning stood up and after thinking for a moment, he came up with an idea.

She cleared her throat and said solemnly, "Auntie Fang, I noticed that Ziweng's face turned pale, I'm afraid it's not just a common cold."

Seeing that Aunt Fang looked frightened, she continued, "I'm afraid it will take more than a dozen injections to heal."

She looked at the child who unconsciously pursed his lips and added seriously, "It should be very painful."

Fang Ziweng didn't know that this was said to him, but the more he listened, the more uneasy he became. He couldn't hold it in any longer and pretended to have just woken up: "Ahem, Sister An Ning? Mother?"

He looked around in confusion and asked doubtfully, "Where am I?"

When Aunt Fang saw her son suddenly wake up, she was surprised but also a little confused.

She couldn't wake him up no matter what she did before, so why did her son suddenly wake up now?

Mu An Ning couldn't help but laugh in her heart, she knew that her judgment was correct.

No wonder old doctor Lu was unwilling to treat Fang Ziweng and instead asked her to come and see him.

Doctor Lu, who was examining other patients nearby, glanced over and chuckled, "Madam, your child's illness is now cured."

Aunt Fang finally understood the old doctor's meaningful look, and immediately stood up and pulled Fang Ziweng aside.

The child came home from school yesterday with a strange look on his face and said he didn't want to go to school anymore.

She had the misfortune of falling ill this morning; even if she was stupid, she should have figured it out.

Aunt Fang lost her temper for once, and there was a hint of disappointment in her tone: "Zi Weng, what did I teach you? How could you pretend to be sick just to skip school?"

She couldn't believe that her son had not only learned to lie, but also deceived her.

Fang Ziweng lowered his head guiltily, knowing that he was wrong, so he could only silently endure his mother's scolding.

Seeing this, Mu An Ning also walked over and gently took the woman's arm, trying to calm her anger: "Auntie Fang, Zi Weng probably didn't mean it."

She stroked the child's furry head and said in a soft and caring voice, "Zi Weng, can you tell me why you did this?"

Although Fang Ziweng had said that he didn't like studying when he was in Wutong City, she didn't believe that he pretended to be sick in order to skip school.

Fang Ziweng's eyes were evasive, and he was hesitant for a long time without being able to utter a single word. It was obvious that there was indeed a reason for this.

Seeing him like this, Mu An Ning knew that he couldn't get any answers from him for the time being, so he didn't force it.

At this moment, Tan Wenhuai hesitated for a moment, then came out of the cubicle and walked to the girl.

His face flushed as he whispered, "An Ning, my cousin just had something to do, so I left first."

When Aunt Fang heard this, she forgot to blame Fang Ziweng.

She couldn't help but glance sideways at the young man who was staring at her niece, with a probing look in her eyes: "Who is this young man..."

She paused and asked uncertainly, "But Prince Gu?"

She had heard that her niece was engaged to the Anqing Palace.

But if the young man in front of him is Prince Gu, then he is somewhat different from the legend.

He didn't look arrogant or disrespectful at all. Instead, his heart and eyes were filled with love for her niece.

Mu An Ning shook her head, quite surprised. She didn't expect that even Aunt Fang knew about the affair between her and Gu Huaizhi.

However, Aunt Fang had such a guess, and it seemed that she didn't know that the two of them had already broken off the engagement.

Mu Anning glanced at Tan Wenhuai and said with a smile, "This is Mr. Tan."

When Tan Wenhuai heard the girl introducing herself to the elders, he bowed with red ears.

Aunt Fang nodded thoughtfully, her eyes moving back and forth between the two of them.

She was an experienced person, so how could she not see that this man was obviously interested in An Ning.

But An Ning is still engaged, so this might not be appropriate.

She wanted to ask more, but seeing the people coming and going in the clinic, she realized that it was not convenient to say more.

She immediately took her niece's hand and lovingly told her her address: "An Ning, if you have time, you can come visit me."

*

evening.

Luo smiled faintly and teased her son who was finally willing to leave the room: "Ah Huai, are you finally willing to eat?"

Gu Huaizhi took a bite of the side dish without changing his expression, and moved his eyes which looked a little sour: "I didn't say I didn't want to eat it."

He just had no appetite.

After thinking about it all night, he still felt that he couldn't let it go.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't care about him now. Since she liked him in the past, it means that he will be able to make her change her mind in the future.

As for Tan Wenhuai, he would not take a man who was only good-looking in appearance seriously.

Seeing her son looking so awkward, Luo couldn't help laughing, but then she was surprised to notice that the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

This kid locked himself in the house, is he hurting himself? !

Gu Huaizhi noticed that his mother had been staring at him, and looked confused: "Mother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Although Luo secretly felt that her son was not doing well, she smiled and said, "I have invited Madam Mu to go to the temple to pray tomorrow."

The implication is self-evident.

Gu Huaizhi paused while picking up food and raised his eyebrows.

Isn't the opportunity here?