An Yipei glanced at them slowly and said loudly: "I am only loyal to the current emperor."
What he said is really clever, the current emperor...
No matter how the emperor changed, he still said a word, only loyal to the incumbent.
An Qingrong frowned, but sighed heavily, and said in a low voice: "If the father insists on this... the son will say it all."
So, he turned around and left, Meng Zhiqiu hurriedly followed behind him.
An Rushuang looked at the crowd, couldn't help but sighed, and slowly said, "That daughter has also gone back."
"Shuanger!"
An Yipei opened her mouth to stop her, An Rushuang stopped and turned to look at him, but he lingered.
After a while, he said: "Shuang'er, what your eldest brother said, you have to forget immediately after you leave this door. As long as you understand in your heart, Dad will not harm you, he will definitely choose a good husband for you! You don't need to worry about it. What about the family, I just need to live my life well and I can rest assured."
An Rushuang glanced at him deeply and sighed softly, "Father, An family will be prosperous, and everything will be lost."
After that, she whispered: "Hongyu, let's go."
Hongyu glanced at An Yipei tremblingly, and saw that he was silent and stopped talking, and hurriedly pushed An Rushuang out the door.
A breeze arose in the heavy night, and a little burning sensation was blown away.
Before Zhu Hao's body was sent to Huangling, something happened in Shengdu.
The new emperor who will succeed, that is, the third prince, disappeared at this moment.
For a time, there was no leader among the officials, and there was a chaos in the DPRK and China.
Within a few days, the group of officials divided into three factions. One faction advocated the establishment of a supervisory position in the DPRK. When the three princes were not found, they would take charge of government affairs.
And this supervisory position is chosen among the Yu Shi doctor, the prime minister, and the lieutenant.
One faction used the power of the two old princes to invite King Chang and King Rong to take care of the situation, bring his officials, and re-elect the prince. But King Rong stayed behind closed doors, and the matter fell entirely on King Chang.
There is also a small group of people who advocate that the third prince’s younger brother and the fourth prince should be in power.
It was heard that the dynasty was bustling for several days, comparable to a street market, and several young ministers also moved their hands, making it a miasma.
After going down for a few days, An Yipei was just a literati, thinking that he could not hold up the alternate attack and persuasion of the officials. One day before he went to the temple, a minister asked him, but the family said it was a sudden illness and couldn’t get up. Up.
The first to come here for condolences was the second prince, Zhu Han.
But it was said that Zhu Han came with An Lingshan. At this time, the supervision system was arguing among the ministers. If An Yipei took the supervisory position, what is the difference between him and him?
With this idea, Zhu Han came to the Yushi Mansion with ambition, but came back with a feather.
An Yipei didn't see him at all.
When he arrived at the gate of Yushi Mansion, he was blocked by An Qingrong.
Don't say that I saw An Yipei, I have never even had a cup of tea, and I have never stepped into the threshold!
Zhu Han rushed away, but An Lingshan couldn't hold her face, begging An Qingrong in front of the door.
"Big Brother...Big Brother, let me go in and take a look at my father. I really worry about him..."
An Qingrong stood at the door, like a door god: "Father said, no one will see."
Back and forth, but there is only one sentence.
"Big brother...I am also the An family. If you embarrass me so much, you are embarrassed to settle down!"
An Lingshan hurriedly gasped and said: "You have to open your eyes and see clearly. Your Highness will not stand in place. We are not taking advantage of the situation. Instead, Your Highness is looking at my face and giving Anjia a chance! Brother, you You should know what it means. Your Highness and I are waiting in the mansion."
After saying this, she called Qiuyue, then turned on the sedan chair and left.
An Qingrong looked at her lightly, but didn't say a word.
When their sedan chair was far away, he turned around and entered the door, confessing to the person at the door: "Keep the door, remember, no one can come in."
Several small servants saw him throw the second highness out, and now they were all panicked, but they could only nod his head hesitantly.
An Qingrong entered the door and went straight to the Liuxi Pavilion on the side.
He stood at the entrance of the yard, leaning forward and looking inside.
Seeing that under the scorching sun, in the pond of Liuxi Pavilion, the little lotus showed its sharp corners.
And in the octagonal pavilion in the pond, a young girl in red clothes was bowing her head, looking serious, not knowing what she was doing.
Isn't this girl An Rushuang?
An Qingrong's lips couldn't help but smile a little. Amidst this chaos, such a peaceful appearance of the years really made him feel soft.
The gatekeeper on the side saw An Qingrong and hurriedly saluted: "Young Master! The servants will report now!"
Saying this, he hurried to the pavilion.
"No need!"
As An Qingrong said, he hushed with this maid, and walked over gently.
When I got closer, I could see that what the girl was holding was an embroidered bandage, with a small piece embroidered on it, and I could tell it was a chubby little tiger at a glance.
On the other side, there is a cradle made of rattan, and a little guy with big eyes is spitting out bubbles, looking at this sudden stranger suspiciously.
He couldn't help but chuckle: "Who dares to bother my sister doing these things?"
An Rushuang looked up, smiled on her face, and called out, "Why did the big brother come? These girls are becoming more and more insecure now. The big brother is here, and he didn't tell me to tell him. Punish them well!"
An Qingrong knew that she was laughing, but just smiled and said, "Why are you here? You are still young, but now you want to care for this child, and don't want to ruin your body."
An Rushuang said: "Just now, Hongyu and the others are guarding here and they are going to get tea. Brother don't want to worry about me. I think they do too much and I have nothing to do! Why did the brother think of coming to me? Up?"
An Qingrong chuckled, his handsome face slowly becoming serious.
"Just now, An Lingshan came with that person, and I blocked them out of the door."
Coming so soon?
An Rushuang's eyes lit up, and there was a smile in her eyes, and she only said: "I'm afraid it will make those two anger not light, right?"
At this critical time, I want to know that my face will definitely look good.
"More than that."
An Qingrong snorted: "The second highness turned around and left, but our sister just rushed forward and scratched my face."
With that said, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, but fortunately he didn't let Zhiqiu look at him.
"It's just that, is it really feasible for us to do this?"
He asked, his face sinking a little.
An Rushuang shook his head slowly and said, "Now that the powers of the DPRK and China are in a three-legged camp, it is not a good choice to stand on which side, it is better to be clear and safe."
An Qingrong also nodded and said, "Yes, in order to settle down, I have to wrong my father first."
And Yushi-sama An Yipei, who is on the topic of the two, is still on a hunger strike...