After hearing what An Huaxin said, Ji Xingzhi felt a little touched. An Huaxin had been waiting for the emperor's uncle for seventeen years. No, to be exact, since the day the marriage agreement was made, An Huaxin had been waiting for the emperor's uncle. It had been more than twenty years now. She was really devoted to the emperor, learning things she didn't like and doing things she was not good at for the sake of the emperor's uncle.
Today, Anwar Singh is in her thirties. She has shed her childishness and looks more mature and elegant. Time seems to know her infatuation and treats her with special favor.
Xiao Moyan looked at An Huaxin's stubborn expression, listened to An Huaxin's touching words, and turned his eyes away without changing his expression. His tone was as indifferent as before: "You obey his arrangements, but I don't."
After hearing what Xiao Moyan said, An Huaxin was stunned at first, and then suddenly laughed, a laugh that seemed like relief.
She: "I know, sooner or later, I will make you obey me."
After saying this, without waiting for Xiao Moyan to speak, An Huaxin bowed to Ji Xingzhi and Xiao Moyan and said, "I will take my leave."
Everyone knows that the relationship between Xiao Moyan and his son Xiao Yun can be described as enemies, so it is understandable that Xiao Moyan disobeyed Emperor Xiao's arrangements.
Ji Xingzhi waved his hand blankly and let An Huaxin leave.
Looking at An Huaxin's graceful figure, which was obviously delicate and slender, yet stood proudly, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but admire An Huaxin at this moment. This woman overturned her view of ancient women. She was bold, intelligent, and pursued whoever she liked. She was really frank.
Suddenly, Ji Xingzhi slapped his head. What admiration is there! That's his love rival!
Thinking of how Xiao Moyan had just rejected An Huaxin, Ji Xingzhi suddenly laughed again. Fortunately, the emperor's uncle rejected her.
From Xiao Moyan's perspective, Ji Xingzhi suddenly slapped his head out of impulse. Maybe he hurt his head, so he was grinning foolishly.
Suddenly, Ji Xingzhi's smile suddenly stopped, and she came back to her senses. She looked at Xiao Moyan and asked, "Uncle, she seems to have misunderstood what you said."
Xiao Moyan glanced at Ji Xingzhi calmly, then stood up and walked out. As he walked, he said, "Even you can hear it, so how could she, who is so smart, not know it?"
It's just self-deception.
"That's right..." Ji Xingzhi followed behind Xiao Moyan and always felt that there was something wrong with what Xiao Moyan said, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.
Walking on the path to the study, Xiao Moyan suddenly asked in a low voice: "Does your hand still hurt?"
Hearing this, Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned, a little confused, then looked at her hand, and suddenly remembered that Xie Jingnian had injured her palm about two months ago. Suddenly, she smiled and said with sudden enlightenment: "It's okay, it's healed, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Looking at the light pink scar left on the palm of her hand, Wu Fang said that if she applied the medicine for a while, the scar would completely disappear, so Ji Xingzhi always applied the medicine well. It would be best if there was no scar, but it would not matter if there was one. She believed that the emperor's uncle would not dislike her.
Xiao Moyan glanced at Ji Xingzhi's hand and said lightly: "That's good."
After thinking about it, Ji Xingzhi felt that it was very strange for Xiao Moyan to ask this question at this time, and couldn't help but wonder: "Uncle, I have been injured for a long time, why are you asking now?"
Xiao Moyan walked on his own without even looking at Ji Xingzhi, and said casually: "Just asking."
In fact, Xiao Moyan only recently found out by chance that the injury on Ji Xingzhi's hand was not light. When he heard that Lin Feng only injured his hand, he thought it was not serious and didn't even ask. After knowing the truth, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
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