But she knew she could only think about it. Not to mention booking a plane ticket, she couldn't even leave the manor.
An Ci lay on the bed, sighing for the nth time, and reached out to touch Fugui's white and soft fur, "Fugui, I'm so miserable."
Fugui stood still, drooping his eyelids, with an expression that said, "Can you please stop talking? I'm so tired of listening that my ears are getting calluses."
"Fugui, why don't you carry me back to the imperial capital?" An Ci felt his heart sink when he thought about getting up early for morning exercises tomorrow.
Fugui opened his eyelids and glanced at her. An Ci read a hint of disdain in his eyes. She laughed angrily and rubbed his head fiercely, "Tell me, do you think I'm too heavy?"
Fugui snorted, agreeing with her words.
An Ci glared at it and decided to give it a piece of beef jerky tomorrow.
"So boring."
Life is boring without mobile phones and tablets.
She dived into the quilt and rolled back and forth for a long time. Then she jumped up from the bed with a somersault.
"Fugui, let's go steal the phone back."
Fugui pretended not to hear and remained motionless, which made An Ci so angry that he used his trump card, "If you don't go, there will be no beef jerky to eat tomorrow."
After she finished speaking, Fugui immediately stood up and looked at her with his dark eyes, as if waiting for her instructions.
An Ci snorted and laughed, "You little brat, I can't control you."
After Aunt Hong went back to her room to rest, An Ci sneaked out with Fugui.
The cold wind in the middle of the night was biting. An Ci wrapped his coat tightly around him and started jogging.
Fugui followed her obediently and ran alongside her.
She lived some distance away from the castle where An Zhenxiong lived, and An Ci was exhausted by the end of the run.
Her grandfather is going out to attend a banquet tonight. Zuo Fei said that he probably won't be back until around one o'clock.
Looking at the castle not far away, An Ci walked over slowly. However, as soon as he got closer, he noticed that the number of guards around him had increased significantly.
She frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
The patrolling guard noticed her and asked in surprise, "Young Master, why are you here?"
An Ci glanced at the castle surrounded by the Iron Guards and frowned, "What happened? Why are there so many people here?"
Remembering what his superiors had told him, the guard quickly said, "It's nothing, young master. Go back and get some rest."
Seeing that he looked a little unnatural, as if he was hiding something, An Ci's bad premonition became stronger, "Is my grandpa back?"
"The master of the family, he's back." The guard suddenly became hesitant.
"I want to find grandpa."
An Ci was about to go over with Fugui, but was stopped by the guard. He said in embarrassment, "Young Master, you can't go in."
An Ci stopped and looked up at him, "Why can't I go in?"
"Because, because..." The guard's eyes were evasive and he couldn't finish a complete sentence.
An Ci grew impatient and looked behind the guard, "Uncle Zuo Fei."
The guard turned around reflexively, and An Ci took the opportunity to run towards the castle.
The guard didn't see Zuo Fei and realized he had been tricked, so he hurried to chase An Ci.
"Young Master, you can't go in."
The guards guarding the castle gate recognized An Ci and hurried forward to stop her.
"Young Master, please go back."
"Get out of the way."
The more they tried to stop them, the more An Ci felt something was fishy, so she ordered Fugui to help stop them.
Fugui used his huge body to block An Ci from behind and protect her. His dark eyes flashed with a fierce light and his whole body exuded a wild aura.
Knowing that it was An Ci's beloved pet, the Iron Guards did not dare to attack it and were in a dilemma for a moment.
Taking advantage of this gap, An Ci ran up the stairs and pushed open the half-closed door with force.
At that moment, bright light poured out and illuminated her fair and translucent little face.
More than ten eyes turned to look at her.
The elders, Zuo Fei and Zeng Liang were all there.
Seeing An Ci suddenly rushing in, Zuo Fei's first reaction was to move sideways to block An Zhenxiong who was sitting on the sofa.
But An Ci still saw it.
Her pupils constricted, and the image of her grandfather's bloody shoulder appeared in her mind.
Aren't you going to a party?
How did her grandfather get injured?
"Young Master, why are you here?" Zeng Liang walked over quickly, blocking her view with his body, "Let me take you back."
An Ci said nothing, walked around him and went straight to the sofa.
The elders stepped forward in unison to block her way.
"Young Master, you should go back first."
An Ci looked directly at them, his gaze firm, "I want to see Grandpa."
"The head of the family is not convenient to see you now. Can you come over tomorrow, young master?" The elder squatted down and said softly to comfort him.
"I've seen it." An Ci knew their concerns, which were simply that she, a child, would be frightened by the sight of blood. She said calmly, "Grandpa is injured. I want to see his injuries."
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