The Duke of Anguo Mansion is very quiet. Although the Duke of Anguo Mansion has always been quiet because of the poor health of Han, the quietness is different from before. In the past, the subordinates of the Duke of Anguo Mansion all had relaxed smiles on their faces, but now they only had polite smiles on their faces and their expressions were solemn.

Fu Zhixing disappeared, Han fainted several times, and he had not yet woken up. So Princess Chengyang came from the next princess's mansion and was in charge of the Duke's mansion. Princess Nanping brought Yan Huo to the house. Princess Chengyang was very happy and kept Princess Nanping with her, "Xiaoxiao, go and see your aunt Fu and advised her to take the medicine porridge. She has not eaten since noon yesterday. Her body is not good, which is really annoying."

Yan Hu took the order and arrived at Han's yard. Han was still sleeping. Yan Hu asked the maid to ask for a book, and was guarding Han while reading. After a while, Han woke up, opened his eyes to Yan Hu, and asked in surprise, "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

"Aunt, I'm here to see you." Yan Huo helped her sit up, stuffed the pillow behind her, and picked up the porridge, "Aunt, can I feed you porridge?"

"Xiaoxiao, thank you, aunt can't eat it." Han hung his eyelids weakly.

"Auntie, Cousin Fu is missing, you are very sad. I know, but disappearance does not mean death. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you cannot give up. Auntie, you are Cousin Fu's biological mother. If you even think Cousin Fu can't come back and no longer have hope and give up, how could other people seriously look for Cousin Fu?" Yan Huo Zhengyan asked.

Missing does not mean death.

Han looked up at Yan Huo with a hint of spirit in his eyes, "I didn't give up, I won't give up."

"Since you don't give up, you should take good care of your health. After all, it takes time to find it." Yan Huo said, scooping a spoonful of porridge and delivering it to Han's mouth, "Auntie, I'll feed you porridge."

"Wujiu, Wujiu, he will come back safely, right?" Han asked uneasyly.

"Of course, Cousin Fu will definitely be lucky and come back safely. So, aunt, don't think about it. You must take good care of your health and wait for Cousin Fu to come back at home." Yan Huo once again sent the porridge to Han's mouth.

Han was finally willing to drink porridge. Yan Hu was feeding her porridge while thinking that the prince was assassinated and Tang Li and Fu Zhixing disappeared. It should have happened in his previous life, right? Should I go to Zhetan Temple to condom Yan Xiang's words? Ask the situation. Yan Hu was sure in front of the princess and Han, but in fact she was unsure.

After feeding a small bowl of medicinal porridge, Yan Huo took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of Han's mouth, "Auntie, do you want to sleep for a while, or get up and go?"

"Get up and go." Han's bones were sore after lying.

Yan Hu helped her up, and the maid quickly stepped forward to help Han put on his shoes.

"Wait, you have to combed your hair, it's too messy." Han is an elegant lady. Even if she is sick, she pays attention to her demeanor.

After Han combed her hair again and changed her clothes, Yan Hu and the maid helped her out and took a walk in the corridor.

Another maid went to report to Princess Chengyang, "Princess, Miss Yan feeds her wife a bowl of porridge, and Miss Yan takes her a walk in the yard."

Princess Chengyang smiled and said, "Look, this water is just flowing down. When my mother-in-law's mouth is dry, she still looks half-dead. When Xiaoxiao comes, she drinks porridge and gets out of bed and walks around. Xiaoxiao still has a way."

Princess Nanping smiled and said, "In my opinion, it was my sister-in-law who was awakened by her aunt's words. She just happened to go over and encountered a coincidence."

After appeaseing Han, Yan Huo went home with Princess Nanping. After thinking about it all the way, he decided not to go to Zhetan Temple. First of all, she went to clichés, but it might not be possible to get out of it. Instead, it might give Yan Xiang a chance to take the opportunity to make a request to leave the temple and go home. Moreover, Yan Xiang wanted to marry Tang Li. If Tang Li was finished so early, wouldn’t Yan Xiang marry him be a widow? From this, it is inferred that Tang Li’s disappearance this time should be a surprise.

Yan Hu didn't go, but Wu Chengxian went. He was convinced by the moon worship. To be precise, he was convinced by Yu Fangfei. Of course, this also has something to do with Wu Chengxian not making a name for several months in Beijing.

Yan Huo had no idea about Wu Chengxian's trip to Zhetan Temple. Honeysuckle brought back another message, "Miss, there are rumors on the street that the prince's injuries have worsened."

How could it be?

When the prince woke up yesterday, the imperial physician only said that he was not in good health and would heal after a while. How could his injury worsen overnight? Yan Huo felt something was strange and frowned and said, "Tell me the rumors on the street in detail."

Honeysuckle thought about it and said, "It was said that the prince was unconscious all the time. This morning he even talked nonsense. All the doctors from the Imperial Hospital went to the East Palace. Princess Duanshou, who went to the East Palace to apologize, was thrown outside the palace gate by the palace maids of the East Palace. Those people said that the prince was afraid... he was afraid he couldn't stand it for a few days."

So serious!

It shouldn't be.

The prince has clearly woken up...

Yan Hu's eyes lit up, as if he had figured out something, and what happened next confirmed that she was thinking correctly.

The prince was "unconscious" and might die, so some fences fell, some ran to the King of Chu's mansion, and some ran to the King of Qin's mansion; if the prince died, the King of Chu would be the chief, but the King of Qin was the second son of the emperor. Will the emperor make the chief or the prince be the chief again? There is an article here. All ambitious people want the merit of following the dragon.

When the King of Chu saw so many people surrender, he was overjoyed, but because the prince was still in a coma, he could not show his joy. He could only drink and celebrate with his son in the palace. "Yes, you can do this well."

"Father, even God is helping us. If Tang Li disappears, he will definitely die for a lifetime; if Duke Anguo's Mansion loses Fu Zhixing, he will be in a slump. That position must be yours." Tang Wei said with great confidence.

"There is also the King of Qin to pay attention, he is the second son of the legitimate son." The King of Chu was afraid of the King of Qin.

"Father, the King of Qin is not afraid of it." Tang Hui said with a smile.

"You must not take it lightly. Once the prince dies, some people around the prince will turn to support the King of Qin." The King of Chu said in a deep voice.

"Father, the King of Qin has always been vassal behind the prince. He is not capable and has little courage. Those who go to the King of Qin's mansion and want to pay homage to him, he dare not see him." Tang Qian curled his lips contemptuously, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"That's true. As long as those people are not blind, they will honestly submit to me." The King of Chu laughed.

In the Longcheng, the emperor appointed Master Yan Si to search for someone. After Yan Hu learned about it, he came to her father and said, "Dad, look downstream and look farther away. Don't just look for nearby villages along the river. Ask more questions, maybe someone has already salvaged them."

"I know, my father will look for it carefully. Fu Wujiu is a man of deep and long, and he is obviously not a short-lived person." Master Yan Si smiled.

"Dad can still look at beauty?" Yan Huo asked in surprise.

Master Yan smiled and pinched her nose lightly, "Of course, Dad knows everything."

"Dad is the most amazing!" Yan Huiping said.

"Whether Dad is powerful or Fu Wujiu is powerful?" Master Yan Si asked in a dilemma.

Yan Huo replied without hesitation, "Of course my father is amazing!" Anyway, cousin Fu is not here, so it is important to please his father.

Master Yan felt relieved and his lips raised.

The next day, Master Yan Si was about to set off for Longcheng, and Princess Nanping asked her children to come and see her off. Yan Hu arrived early in the morning and saw Master Yan Si walked out of the inner room and said sweetly, "Dad is so energetic today!"

Master Yan Si smiled and touched her head, and told him, "Dad is going to go far, it will take at least a month to come back. You should be at home obediently, don't be naughty."

"I've never been naughty." Yan Huo said in a sweet voice.

"My little sister is so obedient." Yan Tongming said immediately.

After breakfast, Princess Nanping took four children to the second gate and watched him get on the carriage and leave. Master Yan Si went out, which had no big impact on Yan Hu's life. She went to Duke An of the Anguo Mansion for a chat and walk with Han the next day. However, she did not go to the East Palace again. She had already had a good impression that day. Now the prince is pretending to be unconscious, and it is not very good for her to go in the past.

On this day, Yan Da’s grandmother Wang wanted to go out to choose a birthday gift for her grandmother. Yan Lang said with a stern face, "Mom, I want to buy books."

"You little man, you know a few words and you have to buy books." Mrs. Yan said amusedly.

"Grandma, I know a lot of words. The twelfth aunt taught me that hoeing the wheat at noon, and sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard? I don't know the dawn when I sleep in spring, and I hear birds crying everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, and I know how many flowers fall. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and think of my hometown." Yan Lang recited three poems in one breath.

"It's not bad, our Brother Lang is still a young talent." Mrs. Yan said happily.

"Grandma, would you please ask your twelfth aunt to accompany me to pick up books?" Yan Lang looked at Mrs. Yan with big eyes open.

"You have to ask your twelve aunts." Mrs. Yan smiled.

Yan Lang walked to Yan Huo, "Aunt Twelve, can you accompany Lang'er to the bookstore to buy books?"

"Yes." Yan Huo agreed with a smile and went out with the Wang family and his son.

On the carriage, Yan Hu asked Wang, "Sister-in-law, what kind of birthday gift do you want to choose?"

"My grandmother likes jade, so I want to choose a jade carved table screen." Wang replied.

He went directly to the jade shop to pick up gifts, and met her old friend Jin in the boudoir. Jin was surrounded by a little girl, who was delicate and cute, about the same age as Yan Lang. She took the initiative to ask, "Little brother, my name is Tingting, what are your name?"

"My name is Yan Lang." Yan Lang replied.

"Brother Lang, let's play together." Tingting took his hand.

Yan Lang followed Tingting with a red face. Yan Huo deliberately asked, "Lang'er, are we not going to the bookstore?"

"One, one, one a while." Yan Lang stuttered.

Yan Huo burst into laughter, the little brat is still shy.

"Miss, you also said Princess Heyi, you also like to bully children." Que Mai smiled.

"I'm not called bullying, I'm called teasing." Yan Huo argued.

Wang and Jin were chatting, and Yan Lang was hooked up by a little girl. Yan Huo, who was idle, looked at the jade artifacts in the store. He took a look at a Hetian jade Pixiu pendant and asked the guy for the price. The guy smiled and said, "Miss, sixty taels of silver."

"A pendant is not worth the price." Yan Huo bargained with his friend with interest.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came, and then a woman in a half-old brown-yellow rushed in, "Madam, the water is gone from the attic, and the lady is still inside."

"How did you take care of Tingting?" Jin's face changed drastically.

"I, when I missed my eyes, the young lady and the young master ran away without a trace." The woman was Tingting's wet nurse, and she was just accompanying Tingting and Yan Lang.

"You mean my brother Lang is also in the attic?" Wang also changed his face.

"Yes." The woman lowered her head.

Wang's body shook. If the maid hadn't supported her, she would have fallen down.

"Where is the attic where you can walk on the water?" Yanhu asked anxiously.

"In the backyard." The woman replied.

Yan Huo ran to the backyard, and Wang shouted, "Twelve Sister, don't go." He chased after him, his son was trapped in the fire, so he could no longer let something happen to his Twelve Sister.

The fire in the backyard was burning, and the flames were running around, and you could hear the crying from the attic. Yan Hu shouted loudly, "Brother Lang, don't cry, do you still remember the little story that Aunt Twelve told you? Do that, you are a smart child, don't panic when you encounter danger."

The guy in the store was extinguishing the fire with a bucket. It was just in summer, the weather was dry and the fire was too big, and the water could not stop the fire from spreading.

"Brother Lang, my Brother Lang." Wang cried in tears.

Yan Huo saw that Wang was almost fainting when he cried, and knew that the man could not count on him. Before the Fire Master arrived, if Yan Lang was not rescued and the torch burned the attic, Yan Lang and Tingting would never have the possibility of survival.

Yan Huo was anxious, but who could he let such a dangerous thing to rush into the fire? Who would he be willing to go?

Jin was a little better than Wang. While crying and shouting his daughter's name, he ran to the attic. Fortunately, he was stopped by the maid and the mother-in-law.

"Why haven't this fire master come yet?" Yan Huo stamped his feet in a hurry.

"Miss, I can rush in and rescue the eldest master." Que Mai volunteered.
To be continued...