An Xili didn't take the carriage when she left Qinzhu Yayuan, and asked Xiaocui to accompany her on foot back home.
Nangong Jin's look just now still lingered in her mind, as if he was about to get angry at her.
That day she heard that the eldest lady and eldest sister were planning to marry her and mentioned Gong Jin's name. She was a little happy at first. If they agreed to her marrying Gong Jin, she thought it would be the most appropriate, because she felt that they cherished each other. , understand each other and have common topics.
Suddenly, she felt that the husband she was looking for was like Gong Jin. Gong Jin was just like God had arranged for her. She was so happy and happy.
Even if Gong Jin doesn't get the first prize, with his talent, they can run an embroidery workshop together, make money together, and run their small family together.
But until she learned from her mother that Gong Jin was the emperor's son, and his real name was actually Nangong Jin, she was instantly dumbfounded.
At that time, she realized that she didn't know Gong Jin at all, and she was not familiar with him at all. Except for the pictures he drew, she was no better than a stranger to him.
Even the name is fake.
It's extremely funny for a dignified prince to pretend to be a scholar who has accomplished nothing and sells paintings on the street.
The dignified prince often went in and out of the An Mansion, even the Prince of Chu's Mansion, and the Shangguan Mansion, but they never revealed his identity. The fool was always just herself.
Nangong Jin, it turns out that his surname is Nangong and he is a noble prince.
He lived in such a nice villa, but she didn't realize that his status was unusual.
She is a fool, a fool.
So, in order to cover up her calmness, she tried hard to forget the name Gong Jin. Today she finally did it, and she could remain calm in front of him, as if nothing had happened.
But he said he wanted to marry her. Can he marry her if he wants to? Why?
At this time, An Xili was not happy at all. Instead, she felt sick and wanted to vomit.
She did not go back to Anfu directly, but went to the embroidery workshop she opened. The picture albums in it were all made by Gong Jin. The dazzling array of embroidery was all her hard work and all her memories with him.
"Miss..." Xiao Cui suddenly said: "Are you in a bad mood?"
An Xili smiled slightly at Xiao Cui, "How can I be unhappy? You go and do your work."
Xiao Cui withdrew with hesitation, and then said: "Then I will make some food for the young lady. What would the young lady want to eat?"
"Let's make glutinous rice balls," she said.
An Xili stayed until late at night and did not go back.
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On the other side, at night, all the guests in Qinzhu Yayuan were gone.
An Xiyue saw off Princess Yu and saw that several people in the high-rise building had already drank.
She cooked a few more dishes herself and asked the maid to deliver them. She saw Nangong Jin fell asleep after drinking, and murmured: "Li'er."
Nangong Yuanyi pulled her to sit down, leaned into her ear and said, "You women from the An Mansion have harmed a prince again, torturing him to the point where his life is worse than death."
An Xiyue glared at him, "Who is harming whom? What happened?"
King Chu said: "We don't know what happened. He just kept us drinking. When we were drunk, he called An Xili's name."
An Xiyue knew that he liked An Xili, but wasn't her sister still young? He is not in such a hurry to get married, and Gong Jin is not in a hurry either. He still has to take the imperial examination.
"Hey, I don't think I saw Li'er this afternoon? Doesn't she come to see her little nephew every day?" An Xiyue said again.
