"I will go back, but not now." After he returned to Beijing, he went there, but did not enter the house. His identity was too embarrassing, and his mother had done too many wrong things.
An Xiyue suddenly held An Tingjun's hand, with a cheerful smile on his face: "You will always be Yue'er's eldest brother. You can go back whenever you want. My father misses you too."
At this time, Nangong Rui and Nangong Yuanyi came out of the inner room one after another, and happened to see An Tingjun and An Xiyue talking.
Nangong Rui's eyes fell on An Xiyue. For a moment, he didn't recognize her as the woman who entered the palace to save him. For a moment, he only felt that the woman in green standing in the corridor had a graceful figure, and her black hair was like a waterfall in the sky.
Suddenly a poem came to mind: "The charming eyes are closed shyly, and the red lips are smiling. The wind blows the grape belt, and the sun shines on the pomegranate skirt."
When Nangong Yuanyi saw An Xiyue, his expression instantly turned into a spring water, and he walked quickly to An Xiyue: "The scar on the sixth prince's face has improved a lot. I guess this is all the result of my little Yue'er. "
Nangong Yuanyi spoke affectionately, snatched An Xiyue away from An Tingjun, and whispered in her ear: "Although they are brothers and sisters, there are differences between men and women." Nangong Yuanyi was jealous.
An Xiyue rolled her eyes, glared at him, and pulled out her hand, "You are jealous of my brother. I have many brothers, so you will die of acid."
At this time, Nangong Rui walked over from the gate, wearing a black brocade robe that made him look very noble. Although his appearance was not as good-looking as Nangong Yuanyi's, he had been leading troops to fight for many years, and he always gave people a sense of oppression. , upon closer inspection, Nangong Rui and Nangong Yuanyi are somewhat similar in appearance.
Nangong Rui looked at the natural intimacy between the two of them, and felt a little irritated in his heart.
"Cousin, this must be the eldest concubine that your father has given you in marriage, but she is not married yet, so it would be more appropriate for me to call her the Princess of Pingle County." Nangong Rui said coldly.
"Yue'er, I have met His Highness the Crown Prince." Nangong Yuanyi said seriously, "Sooner or later, my Crown Prince's Crown Princess will be the Crown Prince's concubine, and it doesn't matter what His Highness the Crown Prince calls me.
An Xiyue quickly stopped her smile and bowed to Nangong Rui in a polite manner: "Your Majesty, An Xiyue, comes to see His Highness the Crown Prince."
Nangong Rui smiled lightly: "The county master is exempt from the courtesy. Speaking of which, the county master is still my savior. I haven't thanked the county master for his life-saving grace."
"His Highness the Crown Prince, you are serious. It is all the credit of Imperial Doctor Shen to save the Crown Prince. Xi Yue only played a small role." An Xi Yue knew that in the previous life, His Highness the Third Highness was assassinated due to poor treatment. Although he was not seriously injured, his legs were still injured due to ineffective treatment. Destroyed by an assassin.
Nangong Rui glanced at An Tingjun: "Mu Yuan, your relationship with the head of Pinle County seems not to be simple."
An Tingjun immediately knelt down and said, "Reporting to His Majesty the Crown Prince, Yue'er is actually my younger sister."
An Tingjun was unwilling to call himself the son of Anping Hou. Only An Xiyue knew the reason. The identity Lin Wan brought to him did make him very painful, but now that he was back, he would face more in the future that he was unwilling to If you have seen it, the prince will know it sooner or later.
Only then did An Xiyue find out that An Tingjun originally used a pseudonym to join the army, but later directly joined the third prince's camp as a fire-headed soldier. He saved the third prince by chance, and was mentioned in the vanguard camp. Later, Because he worked hard enough, he directly stayed with the third prince.
