Chapter 389 Chapter 388 The little mountain chief is a wretched person
An Xin jumped onto the city wall and flew over it with a light tap of his toes, and like an eagle, he spread his wings and landed at the foot of the city.
When she was far enough away from the city wall, she raised her hand to her lips and whistled loudly.
"Da da da" the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a big black horse that blended into the night came running towards them.
An Xin touched its head that was rubbing against him, and turned over neatly to ride on the horse's back.
The horse was left to graze at the foot of the hillside when she came into town.
Looking at the big black horse she was riding, An Xin reached out and touched the long mane on its neck. Nostalgia and sadness appeared in her eyes, but in just a moment, she hid them all deep in her eyes.
She is not a sentimental person, and some emotions are better kept to herself.
This horse was another black horse that Emperor Sheng'an gave to her after he learned that Daheima was brutally hacked to death by her assassin on the way to Nanyang Prefecture to provide disaster relief.
An Xin rode the big black horse and galloped all the way. When the moon was at its zenith, he and his horse returned to the mountain stronghold quietly.
Just when she was about to go back to her room to see what Kong Xun and Shan Yongzhen had stolen from the study in the county magistrate's mansion at the risk of being caught.
An Xin passed by the back mountain and heard the sound of water splashing not far away.
Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to have heard Jiang Chenxi and others say that there was a natural hot spring over there, and the bandits used to dig a pit on the spot as a place to bathe.
Because it is open-air, except for a group of grown men, An Xin, Chen Runzhi and her daughter, and Song Lingshuang have never been here to bathe.
An Xin was curious about who would come here to bathe at this time of night.
But she doesn't have the hobby of peeping at people taking a bath.
An Xin originally didn't want to disturb the person who was taking a bath, so he just left.
But before they had gone far, a skinny wild wolf suddenly jumped out from the woods.
For a moment, the man and the wolf confronted each other, and neither of them moved.
“…”
An Xin wanted to ask, is this a movie? You, isn't this plot too coincidental?
An Xin was speechless.
There are so many people in the village. Is this wild wolf stupid? Even if it is late at night and there are no other places for you to go, you have to come here to peek at people taking a bath. Pervert.
If this wolf could speak, it would definitely cry out that it is innocent.
"!!!" It was just an old lone wolf. It hadn't even gone to the hot spring, so why was it peeking at people taking a bath?
Just as the man and the wolf were staring at each other.
The person who was bathing in the hot spring was walking over while fixing his hair. When he saw the scene in front of him, he opened his mouth in surprise.
The wolf was indeed a cunning animal. When it saw another two-legged beast appear, it thought that the man just now was staring at it, so it did not take the beast seriously.
With one more person joining the fight, he was definitely no match for him. It would be better for him to slip away as soon as possible. So he turned around and went back into the forest.
The remaining two people stared at each other.
Fang Jianping, who was half a head taller than An Xin, subconsciously pulled his clothes closer to his chest. He realized that the man in black was the exiled female official, Lady An, from the mountain stronghold.
I didn't expect her to come out so late. I thought An Xin was here to take advantage of the fact that no one was around to soak in the hot springs, so I greeted her, "An... Lord An."
An Xin looked at the man with wet hair under the moonlight. His facial features were very ordinary, but his skin was very soft and white. Her eyes moved to his chest. Fang Jianping's eyes flickered, and he took a step back. His face was slightly red, and he scolded softly: "Where are you looking at?!"
An Xin paused, narrowed his eyes, and smiled mischievously.
"Having a flat chest doesn't mean you're a man." An Xin looked at her with a half-smile, "Would you rather confess and get leniency, or should I do it myself..."
"Shameless," Fang Jianping's face turned completely red.
An Xin was originally just skeptical, but when he saw her like this, he was also surprised.
It was just a test, but I didn't expect it to come true.
"You...you are really a woman." An Xin's eyes looked at her chest again.
She walked closer to make sure the person in front of her didn't have her chest wrapped with cloth, because if she did, it would be visible if you looked closely.
Fang Jianping blushed as he looked at An Xin's not-so-proud chest and curled his lips, "Don't look at it. It won't grow if you keep looking at it."
That means I was born with a flat chest.
An Xin's old face turned red. Staring at someone's chest like that was indeed vulgar and rude.
"It's good that you're like this. At least you've been pretending to be a man for so long that even I didn't realize it." An Xin originally wanted to comfort the person in front of her, but in the end, she felt like she deserved a beating for what she said.
Fang Jianhua rolled his eyes at An Xin and said, "I accept your consolation. I would really appreciate it if you didn't secretly glance at my chest."
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"Haha...haha!" An Xin laughed awkwardly, "This pair of eyes is really a piece of crap. I will teach it a lesson when I get back. Don't look at it randomly in the future."
The woman who is still called Fang Jianping glanced at An Xin with disdain. She has been here for quite a long time and has come into contact with the person in front of her several times, but how come she didn't realize that she was so shameless.
"Your name isn't Fang Jianping, right?"
An Xin walked towards the village where they lived and asked this casually. It was obvious that it was this girl named Fang Jianping who was asking. If she wanted to answer, she could answer. If she didn't want to answer, she could just walk behind him and pretend not to hear.
"Fang Qingping."
"My last name is Fang." An Xin paused.
Thinking of the list of all the officials in Lingnan that Erhu had sent her, she seemed to remember that the commander of the Lingnan City garrison was also surnamed Fang.
"Is Fang Jinghe related to you?"
Fang Qingping, who had returned to her own name, paused when she heard An Xin's question, but still told the truth: "He is my second uncle."
An Xin heard the anger and hatred hidden in Fang Qingping's tone when she called out the word "Second Uncle".
After that, the two of them didn't speak again until they got to the village. When they separated, An Xin asked softly, "In a few days, I will take people to take back the food that was robbed from the people from the bandits.
As long as you behave well, a woman may not necessarily be unable to inherit her father's position. Are you willing to go with me?"
Fang Qingping's eyes turned red with excitement when she thought of something. She closed her eyes and nodded.
Thinking that it was night time and An Xin might not be able to see, he hummed softly, "Thank you, sir. I am willing to follow you to suppress the bandits and take back the food for the people."
Hearing Fang Qingping's answer, An Xin smiled and pushed the door open and walked into her room.
Fang Qingping was left standing at the door for a long time.
An Xin knew that Fang Qingping already understood what he meant.
From the investigation of Lingnan officialdom sent by Erhu, it is not difficult to see that the death of Fang Jingshan, the former Lingnan garrison general, and his eldest son was very sudden and unreasonable.
Suddenly, she disappeared in the garrison. The second young lady of the Fang family, who was famous in Lingnan City for her literary and martial skills and who was no worse than men, suddenly disappeared in the garrison.
The fact that she appears here now, instead of staying in the garrison and continuing to be a young lady, clearly explains some of the circumstances.
(End of this chapter)