When Antingxuan came out of the new house, he felt completely dazed.
The word "misunderstanding" has been lingering in Antingxuan's mind. Is it really a misunderstanding?
He only knew that Jiang Shuang might have some other feelings for him because his mother pierced the window paper.
When Jiang Shuang left, his mind was filled with every detail of his time with Jiang Xiang at Misty Villa, and he realized that Jiang Shuang had always taken care of him, and that she was actually quite cute.
She is clever and handy, looks sweet and cute, considerate, and cooks delicious food. Anyway, now he thinks she is good at everything, as if she is crazy.
Now she says it was all a misunderstanding.
An Tingxuan's eyes were full of disappointment. At first, he was attracted by Yue'er's intelligence, decisiveness, and kindness. He thought that kind of feeling was love. But now he realized that Yue'er was just a brother who liked his sister.
Because when Yue'er married King Nan, although he was disappointed, he was even more blessed.
As for Jiang Shuang, does he like her? Now that she is married and has become someone else's wife, why does he feel so uncomfortable? Even breathing became difficult.
An Tingxuan laughed at himself, "But it doesn't matter if he likes her. His mother hurt Jiang Shuang so badly. How can he have the face to ask her for forgiveness?"
An Tingxuan couldn't tell the difference now. He just wanted to pour strong alcohol into his stomach and make himself pass out.
At this time, a few pairs of eyes suddenly appeared in the dark and stared in the direction of the small courtyard. They happened to see An Tingxuan sitting at the door of the courtyard talking to himself. They could not hear clearly what he was saying. They only knew that he was An Tingxuan. The young master of the mansion is the biological brother of Concubine An.
At this time, Secret Guard A whispered: "If we fail to complete the tasks assigned by His Highness, we will never even think about going back."
Yi Anwei curled his lips and said: "The mission given to us by Your Highness is to rescue Princess Nan, but now that Princess Nan is safe, we don't know what to do. Could it be that we kidnapped Princess Nan and rescued her again?"
"Those who protect Princess Nan are all experts. If you want to kidnap her, do you think your life is too long?" The secret guard A is a thorough person and knows that they cannot afford to offend His Highness, Prince Nan.
"Why don't we go back to Beijing and resume our lives? Life in Southern Xinjiang is too hard." Bing Ananwei complained and said, "I don't understand that Southern Xinjiang is so poor and can't get any oil or water. The prince and the Southern King are all vying to go there. Running in southern Xinjiang, is there a mountain of gold and silver here?"
Ding Anwei was full of contempt for Bing Anwei. What else would he do in a day besides making money? He hated iron and said, "Can't you see what Master is thinking? Let's go back like this. Master will have to pull out one of our heads." Layers of skin relieve hatred."
Immediately, everyone looked at Ding Anwei and asked: "What does His Highness have in mind? Could it be..."
In their hearts, An Xiyue was Princess Nan, and she was pregnant with Prince Nan's child. The couple loved each other very much every day. The prince was far away in Kyoto, married to the princess and his concubine, and their life was no better than anyone else's. I will be happy and happy, and when I ascend to the throne of God in the future, I will have three thousand beauties in my harem, which will be even more satisfying.
Why would you think about a married woman? The key is that in terms of seniority, she is still the prince's aunt. This is contrary to common sense.
"Princess Nan has become even more beautiful after she became pregnant. No wonder the prince... Oh, haha... The best is what men can't get."
Ding Anwei squinted his eyes and explained: "So we have to find a way to please His Highness the Crown Prince. When we return to Kyoto, we will all be able to enjoy the food and drink spicy food. If the Crown Prince is happy, there will be no shortage of rewards."
Suddenly, everyone understood that they had come all the way to southern Xinjiang and suffered so much, and there was no way they could go back in despair.
To get promoted, to get rich, to marry a wife and have children, you have to live in the same place to make this trip worthwhile.
"What's your idea?"
Suddenly, Ding Anwei moved his eyes in the direction of An Tingxuan, called a few people to gather together, and whispered: "We only need to find a way to get Princess Nan back to Kyoto to complete the task. Mr. An may be able to help us. …”
Someone else came up and interrupted him, saying: "His Royal Highness Nan Wang is a well-known demon king. Anyone who dares to touch Princess Nan will probably die faster."
"The power of the Southern King is as great as that of the Crown Prince. Not to mention women, the entire Northern Dynasty belongs to the Crown Prince."
Everyone nodded again, "That's right."
So a few people discussed how to use Antingxuan to lure Princess Nan out...
While the secret guards were talking about each other, there was a pair of eyes staring at them from behind. This person was An Tingjun.
An Tingjun naturally recognized them at a glance and knew that they were the prince's people.
An Tingjun thought to himself: "Why did the prince send someone to sneak into southern Xinjiang secretly? Could it be that the prince still doesn't give up on Yue'er."
The reason why he did not act with Bai Yi and others tonight was because he did not want to face Xuanyuan Kun directly. In terms of blood, he was indeed his father.
The prince was kind to him, and he should have helped the prince achieve his wish.
But An Xiyue was the only one in the entire An Mansion who truly treated him as a relative. During the days he came to Southern Xinjiang, His Highness Nan Wang did not give up and took him in.
After thinking for a moment, An Tingjun walked in the direction of An Tingxuan.
Here, I saw An Tingxuan drunkenly standing outside the courtyard gate, talking nonsense.
When An Tingjun stood in front of him, An Tingxuan raised his head and pointed at him and said: "You, you, you are An, An... Tingjun?"
"You're drunk, go back quickly." An Tingjun knew that the prince's people had seen him, and he couldn't hide for the rest of his life.
"I'm not drunk, I want to drink...drink..."
An Tingjun actually hates him, because in his impression, An Tingxuan is the most promising, the most popular among the elders, and the best at reading, Mr. Xuan in the An family.
When have you ever been so drunk?
Suddenly, An Tingxuan suddenly took An Tingjun's hand and cried: "Brother, why are you here? Come, drink with me, I feel pain here." He stabbed his heart.
An Tingjun was suddenly startled when he heard him calling him eldest brother, and then heard An Tingxuan say again: "Why is she forcing me like this? I'm very tired, I'm really tired."
An Tingxuan said as he took the jug and started drinking again. In fact, there was no wine in his jug.
"Brother Xuan, who forced you?"
At this time, An Tingyun suddenly came out of the yard, his eyes full of curiosity and innocence, and his eyes were wide open, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
The two of them looked at him at the same time and felt that An Tingyun had grown a lot taller than two years ago. He looked very similar to An Yuxiao and was very beautiful. He used to be soft and soft, and he was stupid and stupid. Yes, his eyes seem to be shining now, and his skin color is darker, but it does not affect his good-looking face at all.
An Tingjun secretly said: "This is what An Yuxiao's biological son looks like."
