I thought that Prince An and his wife would leave Beijing just like that, but little did they know that at night, when Yuan Qingling and his wife had gone to bed, they heard that Prince An was coming.
Yuan Qingling was very surprised. It was almost time now, and Prince An hadn't left yet? Princess An had already left early in the morning.
"Did something happen?" Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao put on his clothes and said, "I'll go out to see him. You can go to sleep."
"Okay!" Yuan Qing Ling responded.
Xu Yi had already gone back to sleep, so Yu Wenhao went out with a lantern. The concierge had already invited An Wang to come in.
King An did not come alone, but also brought an entourage. Yu Wenhao had never seen this entourage before, and he looked very strange. He stood beside King An with a respectful attitude, but Yu Wenhao felt that he was not simple.
He is a master, you can hear it from his breathing, even if it is hidden deeply.
King An looked a little dull. He sat on the chair, his lips trembled slightly, and he sat with his back straight and his hands on the armrests, looking majestic. But Yu Wenhao could tell at a glance that something was wrong with him.
"Didn't Fourth Brother leave Beijing today?" Yu Wenhao asked first after entering.
King An looked at him, and his eyes flickered several times, but his voice was very cold when he said, "Yu Wenhao, you really want me to leave, don't you?"
Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Whether you leave or not has no effect on me at all."
"I have come here specifically to tell you tonight that I will not leave. Not only will I not leave, I will also fight with you." King An said coldly.
Yu Wenhao looked at him, suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Fighting? Fighting for what? The position of prince? I am already the prince."
"I'm afraid I can't sit still." King An hummed, staring at him with fire-like eyes, "Do you still remember what I said to you when you first went to the battlefield that day?"
Yu Wenhao didn't remember that he was very nervous when he went to the battlefield for the first time that day. Many people talked to him, but they were all words of encouragement, and they were mostly the same. He didn't remember what he said.
King An said coldly: "I said that you are a waste, you are a coward, you are a loser. Today, even though you are the prince, I still think of you that way." He stood up and stared at you.
Looking at Yu Wenhao, he said every word: "You are a waste, you are a coward, you are a loser."
Yu Wenhao stared at him for a while, and his eyes became angry, "Really? But today, who is the loser? Don't you know it in your heart? Do you really think that you can gain popularity by donating medicine? You can win the hearts of the people?"
"At least, in the hearts of the people right now, I am more suitable to be the prince than you." King An said coldly.
Yu Wenhao laughed, his expression full of contempt, "Okay, then go ahead and do the hard work."
King An stood up suddenly and said, "Just wait!"
After saying that, he shouted to his entourage, "Let's go!"
The entourage lowered his eyebrows and followed him out. Yu Wenhao stared at his footsteps and saw that although he tried his best to hide it, he could still tell from the light steps and the heels that barely raised dust that this person was not only a concubine.
A master of martial arts is also a master of Qinggong.
He pondered for a moment, then called someone in, "Pat Xu Yi awake and tell him to come over immediately."
Xu Yi had just laid down, and when he heard the prince calling him, he jumped up from the bed, quickly dressed and went out.