An Xiyue pretended not to know that her father was worried about the Jincheng case, and said slowly: "Yue'er has been following the family motto left by her grandfather since she was a child. Children named An should respect their ancestors and be filial to their parents, no matter whether they are successful or not. This is why they must not disobey or disobey. ; Don't be greedy for self-interest, selfish, flattery; don't cling to powerful people and be mean; deal with things calmly before you can get ahead; deal with things impatiently, if you make a mistake, it will be too late to regret it; a gentleman's To cultivate one’s self, rectify one’s mind internally and rectify one’s appearance externally…”
An Yuxiao saw that her daughter had a calm look on her face and her voice was as cool as an oriole. She was neither humble nor overbearing. She recited An's family mottos so smoothly and word by word. When did her daughter learn to memorize the family mottos? He is so skilled that he hasn't memorized the family instructions left by his father for many years.
After decades in the officialdom, he actually learned some tricks. Thinking back to the time when his father was loved by everyone in Pingcheng, An Yuxiao couldn't understand why his father could always be clean and honest, even selling his mother's dowry to save the people. He couldn't do it with water and fire. He was afraid and afraid of other people's power.
"Father, our emperor is the Holy Ancestor Mingjun. He is a good emperor who understands right from wrong. My father is an official in the court. As long as my father handles things properly, fulfills his duties and reports truthfully, the rest is not something that my father should think deeply about. Yes, some things are done if you take one step early and do one step late, so why not seize the opportunity." An Xiyue's voice struck An Yuxiao's heart like a magic spell.
Suddenly, An Yuxiao looked stunned and stared at his eldest daughter. He did not expect that his eldest daughter could say such words.
He really didn't know this daughter very well before, he only knew that she was submissive and unimpressive.
An Yuxiao suddenly became enlightened, as if the clouds of confusion in his mind had been cleared away, and his eyes lit up. Looking at his eldest daughter, he seemed to see his heroic old father, with a handsome face full of incredible expressions. , just calmed down.
Suddenly, An Tingyun ran in from outside the curtain, grabbed An Xiyue's dress and said, "hug."
I saw An Tingyun's clear eyes, shining like clear springs in the mountains, and her pink and cloud-like little face, which was unusually charming. Dressed in a small brocade dress, An Tingyun's body made him look so bright. An Yuxiao looked a little obsessed. Her mother said that her son was exactly the same as him when he was a child. Although he was stupid and asked him to pay more attention to him, he felt that a stupid son had no face and could not hold his head up in front of everyone. Others His son has been good at poetry, writing and martial arts since he was a child, but his son has not yet opened his mouth to call him father.
For some reason, An Yuxiao suddenly reached out and picked up his little son. The body was so gentle and the hands were short and small. He had forgotten that his little son was only five years old.
An Tingyun suddenly fell into the arms of a stranger, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and a flash of panic flashed on his fair face. He was about to struggle, but saw An Xiyue cast a warning look. It was also strange that An Tingyun suddenly stopped. After struggling, her little hand gently touched An Yuxiao's handsome face. It was soft and smooth, and her father's beard still cut her hands.
An Yuxiao's expression condensed, and some incomprehensible emotions emerged. Could this be the relationship between father and son?
In an instant, An Tingyun laughed in his father's arms, and the sound was unusually beautiful.
The eldest lady asked the maid to bring the food. She was surprised to see this scene as soon as she entered the door. Her mouth opened wide in shock. Except for the time when Yoona was born and she was held by the master, he avoided his son at other times.
Ever since Yoona was found to be a fool, the master has never hugged him, and even hates his son.
An Yuxiao had a slightly strange look on his face, as if he could smell the fragrance of the food, and his stomach growled, which made An Tingyun laugh again, and the smile was like a spring day. Sunshine warms the heart and lungs.
After An Yuxiao had lunch, he got up and went to the study.
An Xiyue knew that his father was going to write a memorial. He was involved in such a big corruption case, and it took him two days and two nights to write the memorial.
Then the corners of An Xiyue's lips raised a faint smile with unknown meaning, and her eyes flickered slightly, as if they were shining like stars in the vast Milky Way, so beautiful that they were dazzling.
An Xiyue took her maids Jiang Shuang and Bao Chan Yingying to Linlang Garden.
Aunt Lin should be recovering from her injuries. She couldn't serve the Marquis these days, so she handed over the burden to Zi Su. This was a good move. Since Aunt Lin was willing, she would add fuel to the fire.
An Xiyue walked to the courtyard and saw a familiar figure.
I saw Nangong Hao standing under the locust tree dressed in rich clothes and as gentle as jade. The bare branches did not offer any scenery. As Nangong Hao stood there, it was as if the color around him had lost all color. His handsome face exuded a natural aura. King style.
If it was in the previous life, An Xiyue would have been fascinated by him. Unfortunately, that person was very cold-hearted and cruel, and An Xiyue hated him deep in his heart.
An Xiyue looked from a distance and saw An Xilin, dressed in a light pink skirt and tulle face, walking over with her maid Yingying. Her figure was like a willow Fufeng, her slender waist seemed to be broken, and her two delicate willow-leaf eyebrows Unparalleled, a pair of big watery eyes stared at Nangong Hao.
An Xilin knew that Nangong Hao had been coming to the Hou Mansion to find her father in the past few days, and wanted to deliberately create a chance encounter. However, the redness and swelling on her face had not dissipated, so she wore a veil, which made her look more hazy and beautiful.
"I have met His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince." An Xilin's voice was gentle, her fingers were interlaced in a graceful salute, her big and charming eyes flashed, and her green hair brushed her face, making her look as delicate as a fairy.
Nangong Hao frowned and looked at An Xilin, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He felt that such a woman had no beauty and was very stupid, but seeing that her eyes were full of temptation for him, he raised his masculinity. Anyway, She is the daughter of Mr. An Hou. Although she is a commoner, she is very good-looking.
Nangong Hao personally stretched out his slender fingers to help An Xilin up, with a slight smile on his lips. He was also unparalleled in elegance, as gentle as jade. His noble clothes were floating in the wind, and he said in a gentle and slow voice: "No courtesy."
A hint of shyness appeared on An Xilin's face, but her whole cheeks were already burning red. She felt that the fourth prince's hands were like magic, making her want to fall in love with them, but she couldn't. She was a lady, and she must know the etiquette, justice and shame, so she took a step back. , said calmly: "Your Highness is here to see father? At this time, father should be handling official business in the study."
An Xilin is well-behaved and sensible, as if she often goes to the study to fulfill her father's filial piety.
Nangong Hao's brows narrowed, the smile on his face deepened, and he said warmly: "Master Hou is really conscientious in his duties, and he refuses to slack off even when he returns home."
Nangong Hao has always wanted to inquire about the situation of the Jincheng case, but the Anhou Mansion is very tight-lipped. If there is no other way, he will prepare to break in late at night.
This case has been handled by the eldest brother, who deals with women all day long. Even if An Yuxiao finds out something, he will be the first to report the case to the eldest prince. In this way, he will miss the opportunity.
Unexpectedly, he was presented with an opportunity right before his eyes. Then, Nangong Hao's smile deepened, making An Xilin's face turn red. Fortunately, she was wearing a veil, otherwise she would have found a hole in the ground to crawl in.
An Xilin must be a little girl at heart. She is only thirteen or fourteen years old now. She was fascinated by the fourth prince when she saw him for the first time. She proudly thought that the fourth prince must be fascinated by her beauty. The greatest beauty of a woman is her beauty. She remembered this sentence deeply.
