Besides Xier, is there anyone else who was hypnotized by that man?

If so, how can they prevent it?

An Tingyu sighed, "Yes! This way, we will be defenseless."

"By the way, has the Heart-Locking Harp been delivered to Fengyun?" An Tingyu suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Shanshu nodded and said, "It's been sent over. Fengyun said that the strings of the Heart-Locking Harp are made of high-quality ice silk. It's not the season for ice silk, so it's difficult to find the materials. But we will repair it as soon as possible."

"That means it can be repaired, but it will take time. Time is what we lack the most right now, because we don't know what the enemy's next hint will be, or who they will hypnotize. That's why we need the Heart Locking Harp. Only it can directly control people's minds and then unlock the hint."

"It seems that your medical skills are useless." Shanshu said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, An Tingyu smiled, then put away the smile on her face, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Hypnosis is also a technique in the medical field, so I can undo hypnosis, but it can only be treated one-on-one. However, the Heart Locking Harp is different. As long as it is within a certain range and there is a sound of the harp, anyone will be controlled by it. That's why I said I need it now."

Because she didn't want to make herself work so hard.

"Do you mean you want to be one step ahead, walk in front of the enemy and control everyone first?" Shanshu roughly understood An Tingyu's idea.

"That's pretty much what I mean, but I should at least give something in return to the person who attacked my son." After saying that, a cold light flashed in An Tingyu's black pupils.

"Miss, Prince Jing is here again!" Xing'er walked in and said helplessly.

This was her fifth visit today, but every time, An Tingyu would just reply...

"not see!"

Xing'er sighed secretly, it turned out to be the same sentence!

After leaving the room, Xing'er returned to the front door.

"The eldest lady said she won't see you! Prince Jing, please go back!"

"What about Mr. An? Is he in the mansion? I want to see him." Unable to meet An Tingyu, Jing Aotian had to find the next best option. As long as he could meet Mr. An, he would still have a chance of turning things around.

Xing'er opened her mouth, but before she could speak, another voice answered for her.

"The old man is in the main courtyard, you can just go in directly."

The sudden voice startled Jing Aotian and Xing'er. When they came to their senses, they saw Dang Yan standing behind Xing'er.

Hearing this, Jing Aotian gave Dang Yan a look of gratitude, then hurried in.

Behind her, Xing'er frowned slightly, glaring at Jing Aotian who had quickly left. She glanced at Dang Yan coldly, "Dang Yan, why did you let him in? Don't you know that the young lady doesn't want to see him at all right now?"

Let Jing Aotian in, but after he enters, who knows whether Jing Aotian will just sit there and watch Mr. An and leave?

What if he runs into An Tingyu's yard?

How would she explain to An Tingyu then?

Dang Yan pursed his lips and smiled bitterly: "Do you think the young lady really doesn't want to see him? Or do you think the young lady will be truly happy if she marries Feng Beijian? Don't be silly, only this man can make the young lady happy. None of us are her home."