Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

Yan Hanzhang looked at him, his eyes were filled with emotions, and after a long time, he said, "Okay."

Jing An felt a little stuck in his heart for a moment, and said, "Then why don't you leave quickly?"

After Yan Hanzhang took a deep look at him, he turned around and strode away.

After seeing Yan Hanzhang's back, no one moved, but the door closed with a "bang", which made Biyun say "ah" in fright.

She quickly covered her mouth, looked at the calm Jing An, and thought with some horror in her heart, she probably didn't do anything to offend the young master, right?

Jing An ignored her, he walked to the bed, lay down, and closed his eyes.

He hadn't slept for almost half a month. Although his body surpassed that of ordinary people, he was almost reaching his limit.

When he woke up, it was already the third night.

Yan Hanzhang sat beside him, looking at him with both eyes motionless.

Seeing that he was awake, he quickly stood up, carefully raised his hand, and asked softly, "Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable in any part of your body now? Do you still feel weak all over? Are you hungry?" ?”

Jing An pulled his hand out of his hand, Yan Hanzhang knew that his wrist was hurt, so naturally he didn't dare to pull him, so he quickly let go of him.

Jing An closed his eyes, rubbed his throbbing temples twice, looked at Yan Hanzhang, and asked, "What's the matter? Have you found out the matter?"

Yan Hanzhang pursed his lips twice, a look of shame flashed in his eyes, and said, "I found a witch doctor."

Yuanyangjing was originally from voodoo, and the world's famous doctors couldn't see it, but the witch doctor knew it at a glance.The witch doctor diagnosed that the time has dragged on for too long, and it is difficult to cure him. When he heard the news, his first reaction was not the fear of possible death, but the guilt towards Jing An.

It turned out that he had misunderstood him all along.

It turned out that he had told him the truth from the first time we met.

He gave the medicine to the witch doctor. The witch doctor studied it for three days and three nights, and when he came back he said happily, "This is a good cure. Feed and soak it for fifteen days with human blood that can detoxify all kinds of poisons. It can detoxify the world and prolong life."

He remembered that when he heard this, there was a sound in his ear.

He suddenly remembered that when the man came back, he lost a lot of blood and looked pale.

He felt so uncomfortable that he almost suffocated.

For a moment, I wanted to slap myself.

Why, why can't you trust him more?

Jing An looked at him, and said in a cold voice, "Since we have found out, let's go."

Yan Hanzhang's face turned pale, he gently pulled Jing'an's little finger, looked at Jing'an pitifully, and said, "Don't be like this."

Jing An looked coldly, and said: "Aren't you afraid of breaking your promise and getting fat for what you promised yourself?"

Yan Hanzhang smiled flatteringly at him, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, if I gain weight, I might be pregnant with your baby."

Jing An looked at him coldly.

He should know that this person has no lower limit.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Yan Hanzhang immediately took an inch, sat next to him, put his arms around his waist, and said coquettishly: "Brother An An."

Jing An was stunned for a moment.

This is what he asked Yan Hanzhang to call him when they first met.

Jing An looked at him for a long time, but his heart softened.

That's all, my wife.

What's more, he doesn't know anything now, so let's settle the accounts with him one by one when we go back.

For a long time, when Yan Hanzhang thought that his behavior of breaking through the lower limit was useless, Jing An finally raised his chin, expressionless, and said: "There will be no next time."

Yan Hanzhang nodded quickly.

He will never disbelieve him again.

Seeing that Jing An forgave him, Yan Hanzhang hugged him around his neck and whispered in his ear: "Brother An An, I always feel like I called you that before, did we know each other in a previous life? Maybe, in your previous life, you were still my real brother."

Jing An glanced at him with complicated eyes, and said, "It's not my real brother, but my love brother."

Yan Hanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a smile: "So you can joke, I thought you couldn't."

Jing An didn't dwell too long on the question of whether it was a joke, but just looked at him and said, "Is there anything else? Let's go if there is nothing else, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Hanzhang froze immediately, knowing that he hadn't calmed down.

He turned around suddenly, facing Jing An, and said cautiously: "You have been sleeping for so long, are you still sleepy? Can we do something else?"

After it's done, I guess it's really calming down.

But Jing An obviously didn't intend to make him feel better so soon, and said, "I'm hungry."

Yan Hanzhang got out of bed quickly: "I'll go ask the kitchen to make porridge."

Jing An nodded, but didn't speak.

The kitchen is Yan Hanzhang's private kitchen, which is extremely efficient, and it didn't take long for two bowls of porridge and many dishes to be served.

Yan Hanzhang kept picking up vegetables for him, saying: "Eat more, to replenish blood."

Jing An stopped his chopsticks with his chopsticks and said, "Stop."

Only then did Yan Hanzhang stop.

Jing An ate a bunch of them, but he couldn't eat any more. He put down his chopsticks, looked at Yan Hanzhang, and said, "Can you stop looking at me?"

Yan Hanzhang was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his fiery gaze, and reluctantly said: "Oh."

Jing An didn't eat much, and after he finished eating, he was asked to remove it.

Yan Hanzhang followed him into bed.

Jing An looked at him and said, "It's not advisable to move too much after dinner."

Yan Hanzhang: "..."

I said I really didn't think so much, do you believe me?

Yan Hanzhang got up suddenly, held him down, and said, "I'll serve you."

Jing An was slightly taken aback.

The next day Yan Hanzhang got up late as expected, Jing An saw that the time was almost up and woke him up: "Don't sleep, go to court."

Yan Hanzhang frowned, and muttered: "Jing An, no more..."

Jing An coughed uncomfortably, put on his clothes, and went out.

At the door, the butler saw the door open, and just as he was about to step forward, he saw Mr. Gu's clothes were all undone, draped loosely on his body, and he walked out lazily.

The butler and all the guards quickly lowered their heads.

Jing An looked at them and said, "He won't be going this morning."

The housekeeper knew that it was this man who saved their prince with half his life, and he had long regarded this man as the half master of the Yan Palace, without asking any further questions, he quickly replied: "Yes."

The door was closed.

After Jing An came back, he slept with Yan Hanzhang for a long time. When Yan Hanzhang woke up, he found himself nestled in Jing An's arms. Looking at the sunlight on the ground, he knew that the sun had already risen.

Jing An opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, obviously he had woken up a long time ago.

Yan Hanzhang nestled in his arms, a little dissatisfied: "Why didn't the housekeeper call me today?"

Jing An said: "He's here, I said you can't go."

Yan Hanzhang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and fell into his arms again.

If an ordinary male favorite dared to intervene in his court affairs like this, he might have lost his face long ago, but when this person intervened, he felt an inexplicable sweet feeling of being pampered.

Jing An hugged Yan Hanzhang tightly again, with a calm expression and did not speak.

After lunch, the memorials from the palace were also brought in, Yan Hanzhang was very reluctant, and refused to leave.

In the end, he finally left, and before he left, he asked, "Would you like to go to the study with me?"

Jing An glanced at him, with obvious rejection in his eyes.

Yan Hanzhang sighed and left anyway.

After he left, Jing An had nothing to do, so he went for a stroll in the garden.

When he walked to the garden, he found that there was already someone else in the gazebo where he usually sat.

Several well-dressed men sat together.

Just as Jing An was about to leave, he heard someone say, "Hey, do you know what happened to An Luan?"

The other person sneered and said, "What else can I do? Just because he was the last person I saw before leaving, he was almost beaten to death and thrown out of the palace. I heard that those hands couldn't be healed. Mrs. An almost cried her eyes out."

"Brother Nan, speak carefully, walls have ears."

The man said: "Oh, what am I afraid of? Anyway, I am the son of the official family at home, and now I can't even see the prince's face here. I can't compare to some people who are born as grooms and can be favored by the prince alone. It's like a garden in the back of the house, come and leave as soon as you say, and when he comes back, the prince coaxes him like a jewel, how can you care about An Luan who was tortured by him and tortured?"

"Brother Nan, be careful."

Jing An turned around and left with a solemn expression, as if covered with frost.

Biyun followed behind him, not daring to say a word.

After returning to the room, Jing An picked up the cloak again, Biyun opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Forget it, she can't stop her, so she should tell the prince.

Seeing Jing An leaving, Biyun hurriedly ran all the way to the study.

Jing An got another horse, hurried to the outside of An's mansion, climbed over the wall and entered.

When Jing An arrived at An Mansion, he saw An Luan sitting in the yard basking in the sun.

His face was calm, without any resentment, if it wasn't for the right hand wrapped in cloth, no one would have been able to tell that this was a person who had just come out of the execution room of King Yan's Mansion.

When An Luan saw him, panic flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Brother Gu, why are you back?"

He stood up and hurriedly said: "The prince is looking for you, don't you know? You should go."

Jing An looked at his right hand, a little speechless.

An Luan followed his gaze, saw her hand, quickly retracted it, and said, "Brother Gu, don't worry, this injury is nothing serious."

Jing An frowned, and said, "Abandoned?"

An Luan smiled and said, "That's not the case, it's just that I can't play the piano anymore."

Jing An felt very blocked in his heart.

He hated to owe others the most, but Yan Hanzhang made him owe others a lot this time.

Same as previous life.

Thinking about it is even more disturbing.

He was not obedient in his previous life.In the previous life, he was obedient and obedient, but now he doesn't even pretend.

At this time, he suddenly admired his endurance, because he suddenly found that he was not surprised at all by Yan Hanzhang's sudden behavior.

It's not the first time anyway.

Just a little angry.

Jing An stepped forward, took his hand, looked at it for a long time, and said: "It can be cured, but it should not be able to play difficult pieces."

An Luan was surprised: "Huh? Can I play the piano again?"

Jing An nodded: "Yes."

An Luan wasn't as excited as he imagined, he just smiled and said, "Yes."

Jing An frowned: "Are you unhappy?"

An Luan shook her head: "That's not true. I just practiced the piano since I was a child, but suddenly I can't play the piano. I still look forward to the days without the piano."

Jing An nodded when he heard the words, and said nothing, whether he wanted to or not, he must heal his hand.

While talking, a servant suddenly ran from the front yard. He quickly walked up to An Luan, first glanced at Jing An, then at An Luan, and said:

"My lord, we have a distinguished guest."