"Are you in a hurry?" Feng Beijian asked coldly, exuding a cold aura.

Seeing Feng Beijian so cold, An Rong was inexplicably shocked, "Uh... no, it's not, it's just..."

"That's all right. Our marriage wasn't arranged by the Queen Mother, nor was it arranged by me. It was a matter of mutual consent between the two of us. But now, the suspicion of your sister's murder is still there. How can I marry you? Do you want the world to accuse me of marrying a vicious wife? I, Feng Beijian, am not without women to marry."

"Yes, I understand. I will take care of it." Under her sleeves, An Rongxin clenched her fingers tightly, her long nails piercing into her palms, leaving bright red marks. She felt resentful in her heart, but could not find the words to refute.

Feng Beijian's meaning was very clear. He was telling her that their engagement had no guarantees and that he would not marry a vicious wife. An Rong had only one feeling about him being so ruthless, that he was a traitor. She was afraid that she was being used by Feng Beijian.

If Feng Beijian really loved her, how could he care about what others said? However, even though she knew it in her heart, An Rongxin did not dare to confront him, because she knew that once she opened her mouth, it would be really over between them, and her dream would be shattered.

"I'm glad you understand." Feng Beijian stood up and left without even looking at her.

An Tingyu sat upright in the sedan chair, looking at the exotic flowers and scenery outside the window through the curtains.

The palace is truly a magnificent place with endless scenery. She had only seen it on TV before, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, it was indeed extraordinary.

The red lotus is about to bloom, the peach forest is fragrant with osmanthus, the clear stream flows under the bridge, the golden and magnificent palace, the majestic rockery, along the way, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, the scenery is unique, and the willow forest is shady.

After an unknown amount of time, the sedan finally stopped in front of the West Palace Gate. An Tingyu stepped out of the sedan, and a little palace maid immediately came up to greet her. "Miss An, the Queen Mother is already waiting for you in the Anhe Hall. Please wait here as a guard."

Dang Yan, who had been following closely, nodded without objecting.

"Lead the way!" An Tingyu responded lightly.

There was a faint fragrance wafting through the West Palace, which was ancient and elegant, grand yet majestic. Under the guidance of the little palace maid, An Tingyu turned several corridors, and a unique and elegant palace finally appeared before her.

"Miss An, we have arrived at Anhe Palace. I will take my leave." After saying this, the young palace maid slowly withdrew. Then two more palace maids in green palace dresses came out from the side. They had expressionless faces and lightly bowed to An Tingyu. "Miss An, please come in!"

This was the Hall of Peace and Harmony, the residence of a woman with immense power. But what was the Empress Dowager to her? Did she really want to be entangled with such a person?

"Miss An?"

One of the palace maids called out again, and An Tingyu sighed inwardly, forget it, since she is here, she might as well make the best of it. She is not the cowardly and incompetent An Tianyu before. She is a movie queen, a doctor, and an agent. Even if there is a cliff in front of her, she will jump down without fear.

As she entered the inner hall, a burst of refreshing fragrance filled her nose. A golden figure immediately attracted An Tingyu. She wore a phoenix hairpin and a phoenix robe. Needless to say, this person must be the Queen Mother of Longyan Kingdom, but...

Wearing a veil?

It is very strange that a woman who holds all the power in the government would wear a veil to meet a court lady. She is not a man, but it might be understandable if she were a man.

"Your humble servant An Tingyu pays homage to the Queen Mother. May the Queen Mother be blessed with good health and longevity." An Tingyu imitated the palace rules she had seen on TV and saluted gracefully.

"Stand up!" The Queen Mother's voice was indifferent and lazy, her eyes were as calm as still water, without joy or anger, everything was so elegant and calm.

However, this empress dowager made An Tingyu even more confused. Wasn't she said to be very fond of her? Where was her kindness? Where was her gentleness? Where was her smile? None of this happened as she had imagined.

"Girl, the piano is ready for you, sing a song for the Queen Mother!" At this time, Mr. An next to him spoke, but as soon as he finished speaking, another voice appeared.

"Sister An, are you going to perform? Then do I have the honor to listen?" Emperor Long Xunyi walked in, followed by Jing Aotian who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"My son greets the Queen Mother." Long Xunyi turned around and greeted the Queen Mother.

Jing Aotian also said calmly: "Aotian greets the Queen Mother, and may the Queen Mother be blessed!"

"It's the little prince's hundredth day. Why are you running to Anhe Palace instead of taking charge of the affairs? It's so rude." The empress dowager started to blame. Although her expression could not be seen, her phoenix eyes were cold.

"Yes, I was wrong. I will go back now."

"Empress Dowager, since the Emperor is already here, why don't you let him listen to the music before leaving?" Old Master An pleaded. After that, Old Master An cast a look at An Tingyu. Although An Tingyu was reluctant, she still said, "Empress Dowager, in fact, what Grandpa said is not wrong. Since we are already here, listening to a song will not waste much time."

The Queen Mother frowned slightly, but still nodded, "Please take a seat!"

"Thank you, mother!" Long Xunyi said quickly.

An Tingyu walked to the side, slowly sat down in front of the piano, raised her hand gracefully, and a piano version of "Heavenly Road" came melodiously. With the crisp and moving sound of nature, Anhe Hall suddenly shone brightly.

Lyrics: In the morning I stand on the green pasture, watching the sacred eagle, draped in the rosy glow, soar across the blue sky like a cloud of auspiciousness, bringing good luck to the Tibetan people. At dusk I stand on a high hill...

In the Anhe Hall, Jing Aotian held a crystal glass cup in his hand, his sharp eyes deep and profound. He had heard from Fengyun that An Tingyu was very beautiful when she played the piano. That beauty was not about her appearance or her dress, but about her expression and her aura. That kind of beauty was incomparable and indescribable in the world.

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