Seeing a man who was almost forty years old crying like a wounded porcupine, Jin Qing completely lost interest in beating him. Even when he entered the palace, he stayed away from An Ruochen.
I'm afraid that the other party will activate the "You're sorry for me, you bullied me" halo of condemnation at any time.
In the past two years, An Ruochen's temper has become more and more cruel, and everyone in the court has become an enemy.
Due to An Ruochen's tendency to fall out whenever he wants, the officials who were replaced most frequently in the court were those officials who An Ruochen promoted at will based on his preferences.
If you are in a good mood today, you will be rewarded. If you are in a bad mood tomorrow, you will be dragged out and beaten and driven out of the court.
When the time comes, the ministers all live cautiously, fearing that if someone is not careful, it will be their turn.
But the strange thing is that under An Ruochen's tyrannical management, the lives of the people are much better than when An Ruoji was in power.
There has never been anyone in An Ruochen's harem, and An Jingzhen is his only prince.
Even so, An Ruochen never showed favor to An Jingzhi.
When An Jingji came to pick him up, An Ruochen's sedan had been carried from the main entrance into the front yard for a while.
He rubbed his bald palms nervously. He had aged a lot after not seeing him for many years, and he didn't know if An He would dislike him.
Feeling a little excited, An Ruochen choked on her own saliva and coughed violently.
The chief eunuch outside listened to the coughing in the sedan chair, bowed and stared at his toes without saying a word: now is not a good time to care about the emperor and gain favor.
Jin Qing and An Jingbo walked side by side to the front yard, and happened to hear coughing coming from the sedan.
Jin Qing touched An Jingji with her elbow: "Your father's fistula seems to be getting worse!" She was really afraid that the man would cough out his lungs.
An Jingji looked down at Jin Qing, who was a head shorter than him, and bent down to whisper in Jin Qing's ear: "He may be fine!" He had never had any good manners towards this dog father.
Jin Qing stopped at the corner and didn't want to go forward. She was not interested in kneeling to this person and she didn't want to pay.
An Jingqi quickly walked to the sedan and bowed: "My son, I would like to pay my respects to my father. Please respectfully ask your father to get off the sedan."
Hearing An Jingbo's voice, An Ruochen felt extremely irritable. He first grabbed the tea cup in the sedan chair and took a sip to suppress the irritation in his heart.
Then he opened the sedan curtain, grabbed the teacup, and smashed it on the back of An Jingbo's head as he brought it to him: When he thought that he was about to see the man who had been running away for five years, he couldn't calm down. He wanted to see him now. Blood will do.
Especially the blood of An Jingzhen, who had the title of master and apprentice with An He, could soothe the anxiety in his heart.
He should be the one who has the most ties to Anhe.
Sensing An Ruochen's movement, An Jingyi didn't dare to move. If he didn't hide, he would suffer a bloody blow at most.
But if he hides, I don’t know what else the dog dad can do.
In this case, he just gritted his teeth and let the dog father vent his anger.
Just when the tea cup in An Ruochen's hand was about to come into close contact with the back of An Jing's head, he felt a stream of cold air rising from his tailbone.
After what happened with Kuba, An Ruochen's perception of crisis has reached a level beyond the reach of normal people, which is called neurotic for short.
He rolled his eyes and happened to see Jin Qing standing under the tree staring at him.
Thinking of the beatings he had received, An Ruochen suddenly became furious: he was impulsive.
Then he tilted his arm, and the tea cup in his hand rubbed An Jing's ear and stopped.
At the same time, fine pieces of stone powder leaked out from the gaps between Jin Qing's fingers. Jin Qing patted the powder on his hands clean: Even if this bastard is wise, if An Ruochen dares to hit the meal ticket she finally pulled out, She asked An Ruochen to only produce rocks when playing games in the future.
The imagined pain did not happen. An Ruochen raised his head and looked at An Ruochen doubtfully: "Father..."
Before he finished speaking, An Ruochen twisted his ugly and ferocious face and gave him a weird smile: "Do you think the cup in your father's hand looks good?"
An Jingbao: "..." It seems that the dog father took the wrong medicine today!
It was impossible to look directly at An Ruochen's face, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of An Jingzhi's nose.
Because he couldn't figure out what An Ruochen meant, An Jingyi's mind turned over and over again. He stared at the cup beside his face for a while before tentatively saying: "It looks good..." This is just the palace. It is a cup that is commonly used by masters. When he was living in the cold palace, Jin Qing brought back many of them, so he really couldn't say anything to praise them.
An Jingbo was on guard: Did the dog father come up with a new way of violence and force him to eat the cup?
This is not impossible. An official was promoted two days ago because of his good looks.
Just because he said one more word, his dog father forced him to stuff the ivory wat into his throat and choke it to death on the spot...
Just when An Jinghao was ready to mentally build up, he heard An Ruochen's gnashing of teeth sound above his head: "It's for you!"
The dog father said it was given to him.
Holding the cup in his hand, An Jinghao was a little confused. Was the dog father going crazy because of the news of Mr. Xue's return? Otherwise, why would he give him the cup inexplicably.
The chief eunuch who had always had a good relationship with him had already accompanied An Ruochen to the backyard. The deputy chief eunuch who was left in the front yard finally found an opportunity to gain favor and approached An Jingbo: "Your Highness, put it away quickly, Qian Don’t get hurt, this is the emperor’s grace!”
The deputy general manager sighed, no wonder he was still a deputy after working for so many years. It turned out that no one else knew how to specialize in him.
Over the years, the emperor has always been punishing people, and this former prince is the first to be rewarded by the emperor.
If I had known that the former prince might have a chance to stand up, he should have taken the first step to show his kindness. It is really a pity...
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Jin Qing walking up to An Jingbo.
Knowing that Jin Qing was the one who brought up the former prince, the deputy general manager greeted Jin Qing and took a few steps back.
Jin Qing looked at An Jingyi, who was holding a cup and thinking deeply, and patted his shoulder: "What's wrong!" He seemed to have lost his soul.
An Jingbo had already sketched out the palace fight drama in his mind. He felt that the tea cup in his hand was a hook. His dog father might use this cup to plot against him.
Who would have thought that under Jin Qing's slap, the cup in An Jing's hand was knocked out. Everyone heard a "pop" sound, and the "Yuci" teacup fell to pieces on the ground.
Deputy Chief Eunuch: "..." Is it too late for him to dig out his own eyes now?
Others in the yard: "..." They will be silenced!
Seeing the appearance of the chief eunuch, Jin Qing asked An Jinghao doubtfully: "Is this thing important?"
An Jingji looked at Jin Qing for a while, then grinned: "It's not important!"
Then An Jingbo looked at the housekeeper in his house, stretched out his empty hands to the housekeeper, as if holding a ball of air respectfully: "Take this royal teacup back to the room for safekeeping."
Min'er once taught him that this is called treating a deer as a horse.
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