The Queen Mother again?

This was true for Old Master An, Dang Yan, and even Jing Aotian. And why did Jing Aotian think the Queen Mother would care about her? Did he know something?

An Tingyu returned to the prime minister's residence under Dang Yan's escort with a lot of doubts. It was already sunset at this time. When An Tingyu walked into the gate of the prime minister's residence, she was greeted by the tall figure of An Donglin.

An Tingyu glanced at him calmly, then walked right past him. Seeing this, An Donglin shouted angrily, "Stop! You can't even speak when you see your own father? You really don't know the rules of etiquette."

"Thing?" An Tingyu turned around, her sharp eyes emitting a cold breath, fierce and arrogant, with a sarcastic sneer, "My dear father, if you want others to respect you, you must first respect others. Ask yourself, are you my father? If so, what were you doing when my husband was robbed? I heard that you were helping An Rongxin to rob her husband, wasn't that right? And when An Rongxin murdered me for a man, what were you doing? The day after I got into trouble, you left without saying a word, didn't you? With such a you, are you qualified to be my father? You are not worthy at all."

"You..." Anton Lin glared at him coldly, furious. "You rebellious daughter, are you trying to teach me a lesson? I'm your father, and as your daughter, I have no choice but to obey."

"Haha~" An Tingyu chuckled sarcastically, "A father who only gave birth to children but didn't raise them is no different from a passerby to me."

"A passerby? You actually said that your father is a passerby? You unfilial daughter..." An Donglin was furious and raised his hand to teach An Tingyu a lesson, but as soon as he raised his hand, Dang Yan, who had been silently standing aside, immediately intercepted his hand.

"Lord Cheng Xiang, if you lay hands on the eldest lady, the old man will be angry." Dang Yan said in a serious tone with an indifferent expression.

"I don't care whether he's angry or not..."

"Dang Yan, let him go," An Tingyu interrupted, and suddenly smiled sweetly, "I really want to see how our Lord Cheng Xiang shows off his power, but I can guarantee that if he dares to touch me, I guarantee that he will roll down his position as Cheng Xiang tomorrow."

Her smile was obviously so gentle, but such a gentle An Tingyu made Antonlin startled for no reason. He had heard that his eldest daughter had changed, but he always believed that no matter how much a person changed, there would not be much difference. However, when he really confronted her, he found that his daughter had really changed a lot.

Whether it was her aura or her demeanor, she exuded such cold arrogance, intelligence and composure, without exaggeration, and every sentence she spoke was concise and to the point. For a moment, An Donglin thought the person standing before him was the old man An, whom he revered. And that cold and arrogant temperament...

They really look like the same person!

An Donglin stared at her, and for the first time ever, he carefully examined An Tingyu. She had curved willow-shaped eyebrows, charming eyes as bright as stars, a tall and small nose, red lips without any makeup, and...

It was at this moment that Antonlin realized that if it weren't for the birthmark, An Tingyu actually looked very much like his late wife, An Tingyu's mother Fu Yinchun.

Thinking of Fu Yinchun, a hint of sadness flashed across Antonlin's sharp eyes. He gently shook off Dang Yan's hand and left without saying a word.

An Tingyu was stunned. Looking at the tall figure, she suddenly felt that the mighty An Donglin was like a defeated rooster, becoming a little lonely.

"Why does he seem to be suddenly discouraged?" An Tingyu asked.

Dang Yan looked at the direction where An Donglin disappeared and sighed. "Maybe he's thinking of Madam. In fact, it's not that Lord Chengxiang doesn't want to treat you well, but that he can't treat you well. Back then, Lord Chengxiang and Madam knew each other, got to know each other, and fell in love. Their relationship was very good, but because of that person, the family was destroyed. Madam was humiliated and chose to commit suicide. Lord Chengxiang has never been able to forgive her for 'abandoning' her. Of course, he also can't forgive his own incompetence."

"So, this man is not so bad." Because he is not a heartless person, he is just too cowardly, too cowardly to face everything.

"But why let the second wife in? Don't they love each other very much?" An Tingyu still couldn't understand. Since he cared so much, An Donglin should not have room for others in his heart. But how did the second wife Sun walk into the gate of the prime minister's mansion?

An Rongxin is not much older than her, so it must have happened before the incident.

"The Second Lady was the maidservant that came with the Madam's dowry. Because she had sex with him while drunk, Lord Chengxiang mistook her for the Madam. Afterwards, the Second Lady threatened to commit suicide. It was the Madam who asked Lord Chengxiang to take her in as a concubine."

"Crying, making a fuss, and then threatening to hang oneself, what a boring drama." An Tingyu snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. Considering the Second Madam's power-hungry nature, the so-called drunken promiscuity must have been just a trick of hers. It was a pity for her 'biological mother' who didn't know she had fallen into someone else's conspiracy until her death.

The next day, an astonishing rumor spread in the palace. It was said that the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family was extremely intelligent. She could not only play the piano, but also knew medical skills. Even the emperor applauded her.

In Zhuchun Pavilion, An Tingyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "The Imperial Palace is such a scary place. Even with such strict security, news would still get out."

"Miss, although there is no impenetrable wall in the world, Dang Yan feels that this matter may not have been spread from within the palace."

"Then who do you think it is? The Emperor? The Queen Mother? Or Jing Aotian?"

"Dang Yan thinks it's the latter."

Hearing this, An Tingyu curled her lips into a half-smile, and a glint of admiration flashed across her beautiful eyes. "Jing Aotian? It can only be him. He's so petty. He just used a similar code name."

"What code name?" Dang Yan looked at her puzzledly.

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