After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Although the news of the An Mansion's property being confiscated could not be made public, the arrival of a large number of imperial guards and word of mouth from neighbors still made it to the ears of the servants in the Prince's Mansion.

After hearing the news, Lu Lan ran to the door of An Mansion to take a look, and found that the door was indeed sealed.

He didn’t even bother to buy dessert for An Muruo and ran back to the Prince’s Mansion as quickly as possible.

As soon as she entered the Prince's Mansion, Lu Lan shouted, "Miss, Miss, something's wrong!" She ran to the small kitchen and found An Murou and Ningxiang making dumplings. Ever since the Prince had been in jail, her young lady had been delivering meals to him every day.

An Murou turned around and said unhappily:

"Lvlan, you are always so impatient. What's the matter? Just tell me slowly." After saying that, she put the dumplings on the chopping board.

Lu Lan glanced outside and lowered his voice.

"Miss, the An Mansion was raided. I went to check it out and found that the gates were sealed!"

An Murou's face turned pale and her mind went blank. After a long pause, she asked, "Why?" with a trembling voice.

"I don't know, but I heard that Master An was beaten badly when he was taken away!"

"How could you treat your father like this?"

Ningxiang came over and said, "Miss, have you forgotten what the eldest lady said before she left? She said that Lady Xiang would hunt her down and frame everyone in the An Mansion. Have you forgotten that the eldest lady was burned to death?"

"She is not dead. His Highness told me this before he went to jail." An Murou murmured as she looked out the door. Her left hand unconsciously touched her belly. Since she became pregnant, she had been immersed in joy every day and had forgotten about Lady Xiang, the poisonous snake. After thinking for a moment,

"Make them into buns and dumplings!" After saying that, he looked at Lu Lan and said, "Go to the house and get the trauma medicine from the medicine box and wrap it in buns. Hurry!"

"Yes, miss!"

Half an hour later.

An Murou hurried to the prison carrying a large food box.

Walking through the dark corridor, he burst into tears when he saw his father lying on the straw pile, covered in blood.

"Dad, Dad, why were you beaten like this?" If the jailer hadn't brought him to this cell, he would not have been able to tell that this was his father.

An Jinhai slowly opened his eyes and saw his daughter outside the prison door.

"Go, inform your big brother never to come back!!!"

An Murou cried even harder. Her eldest brother's marriage failed and he was seriously injured while trying to protect the sixth princess.

He looked at the jailer and said tearfully, "Open the door. I want to go in."

The jailer bowed.

"Crown Princess, the Emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to visit Master An. Madam Xiang has also passed on the word that whoever opens the door will die!!!"

"Why?" Anger appeared in An Murou's beautiful eyes. Not only did this woman have an affair with the prince, but she also opposed the An family in every way. Recently, she had instigated other merchants to snatch away the business of the An family's shop, causing the shop's business to be bleak.

The jailer bowed again, "Princess, please don't make things difficult for me!"

An Jinhai tried to turn over, "Rou'er, you are pregnant now, don't be too sad, give birth to this child well, this is the emperor's grandson, a mother will be honored by a son."

An Murou wiped her tears, opened the lunch box, took out a bag of buns and threw it to An Jinhai.

"Father, Rou'er will definitely give birth to this baby safely. You should eat more and it will be fine. What crime did father commit that earned him imprisonment? How can the Imperial Guards resort to lynching!!!"

"The Imperial Guards said that the Emperor was poisoned this time because my father soaked the dragon bed in poison during childbirth. The person who injured my father was not a member of the Imperial Guards, but a man in black."

An Murou's mind flashed with Long Qianxue's face. Without asking, it must have been her who sent someone to beat up her father. "Father, was it really you who poisoned him?"

An Jinhai brought the bag to his chest with difficulty, coughed and continued:

"Rou'er, the prince is the future heir to the throne. Why would father do that? It's obvious that someone framed him. Ever since your eldest brother was captured by bandits, father has had long dreams of the An family being executed and blood flowing like a river. That's why father dismissed all the servants in the mansion, wrote a divorce letter to Huilan, and even informed your second and third uncles' families in advance!!!"

"Father!" Seeing the determination in her father's eyes, An Murou's heart ached again.

"Rou'er, where is my meal?" The prince's unhappy voice came from the prison cell in the distance.

"I'll be there soon!" An Murou closed the food box and glanced at An Jinhai, "Father, I'll come to see you tomorrow!" She walked towards the prince's cell.

Looking at the haggard An Murou, the prince lowered his voice.

"How is it outside? Did Father say when he will let me out?"

"Your Highness, Father has not been in good health these days. I heard that he got better today. It was Madam Xiang who cured him of the poison."

"Oh?" There was a complex look in the prince's eyes. What tricks was this woman playing? She must have been the one who set the bomb at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, but what was her intention in helping his father detoxify?

Thinking of how much dowry she had lost, An Murou could no longer hold back and her eyes turned red.

"Why did Your Highness give Rou'er's bracelet to that woman?" He looked aggrieved.

"Shut up, do you want me to die?" The prince looked at the jailer in the distance warily, with anger in his eyes. Then he thought of something and softened his expression.

"Just take care of your pregnancy and don't worry about anything else. Just give me a son. When I ascend the throne, I will anoint you as queen."

Upon hearing this, An Murou's wrinkled heart gradually relaxed, and she handed the dumplings and chopsticks in the food box to the prince.

"Your Highness, the border of Cangzhou is in danger. Now there are soldiers from Huainan outside the city of Cangzhou. Cangzhou has submitted a petition asking your father to send troops!"

There was a glimmer of joy in the prince's eyes, and he stretched out his arm to take the plate and chopsticks.

"Okay, the more chaotic it is, the better it is for me!" After saying that, he picked up a dumpling and put it into his mouth.

An Murou glanced in the direction of her father and said, "Your Highness, can you help my father?" with an expectant look.

"I'm already in jail, how can you help me?" The coming of his father-in-law was extremely disadvantageous to him, as if it confirmed the fact that he was eager to ascend the throne.

An Murou stopped talking and walked towards Prime Minister Chu's cell with the food box. After taking out a plate of dumplings, she walked towards the cells of Generals Chu Yuan and Chu Ming.

It must be said that An Murou understands the ways of the world very well. These people were the helpers of the prince to ascend the throne, and a plate of hot dumplings could win their hearts. Besides, they were relatives, and Chu Yuan was the father of the prince's concubine Chu Yujian, so it was only right for her to take care of them.

After the prince finished his meal, An Murou slowly walked out of the prison carrying the food box.

There were obviously many more imperial guards guarding the prison gate.

Lu Lan and Ning Xiang were crying at the door.

"What's wrong?" An Murou stepped forward quickly.

Lu Lan said anxiously,

"Miss, someone just reported that Madam Xiang brought a large group of people to set fire to the ancestral hall!!!"

"What?" An Murou's face changed drastically, and she turned around and got on the carriage, "Go and have a look!!!"

Two little maids climbed into the carriage.