She knocked on the door, and coincidentally, the person who answered was Sanqi, whom An Yuan'er had met before and who followed Lan Jingtang.
Sanqi seemed displeased when she saw An Yuan'er, and said in a harsh tone, "What are you doing here?"
After saying that, Sanqi tried to close the door, keeping An Yuan'er out.
An Yuan'er really couldn't understand it; she didn't seem to have offended Sanqi at all.
She rushed forward anxiously, and taking advantage of her small stature, she squeezed through the crack in the door before it closed.
She smiled and said, "Sanqi, I've come to see your master. Please inform him."
Sanqi replied perfunctorily, "Master is not here."
After saying that, he pushed An Yuan'er outside.
An Yuan'er naturally refused to leave, and the two became locked in a stalemate.
Although Sanqi spoke harshly to An Yuan'er, he never actually laid a hand on her.
After a long struggle, Sanqi still couldn't get rid of the person.
He said helplessly, "Miss An, haven't you caused our master enough trouble? If you clearly don't like him, then don't provoke him."
"I harmed him? What happened to Lan Jingtang?" An Yuan'er was confused.
An Yuan'er viewed Lan Jingtang primarily as a friend. To her shame, he had helped her several times, yet she hadn't been able to properly thank him or repay his kindness.
“Miss An, why are you pretending to be confused? You brought down the Crown Prince, but why was it so easy for Kezhi? It’s because Master and the Master have fallen out. Master is unwilling to continue aiding and abetting evil, and unwilling to go against his own conscience. Therefore, Master did not intervene in this matter. Moreover, Master gave up repaying the debt of gratitude, gave up helping the Crown Prince, and also betrayed the mission of the Lan family.”
An Yuan'er said directly, "The Crown Prince is inherently wicked and unjust. It would only benefit Lan Jingtang if he could see this clearly. He is clearly not a bad person, so why should he become a devil's henchman? In my opinion, there are only benefits to getting rid of the Crown Prince."
After listening, Sanqi's eyes turned red, and he said excitedly, "What do you know? You have no idea how much our master paid for this."
"The eldest master is the only family member the master has in this world. The master did not help the eldest prince, and the uncle and nephew broke off relations. If they meet again in the future, they will probably be enemies. The master betrayed the Lan family and, according to the family rules, should be subjected to the Lan family's ancestral severe punishment. The master almost lost his life during the punishment, but you are still here saying these innocuous words. Get out of here. I don't want to see you."
This was the first time Sanqi had said the word "get lost" to An Yuan'er, which showed that he had been holding back to the extreme.
Sanqi is a loyal servant, and his heart is entirely devoted to Lan Jingtang. For him to be so angry and on the verge of collapse, Lan Jingtang's current condition must be very bad.
Pushed and shoved by Sanqi, An Yuan'er dared not leave. Inadvertently, An Yuan'er's hand got caught in the door crack, and a large red and swollen patch appeared.
An Yuan'er didn't cry out in pain, but continued to block the door crack with her hand, preventing Sanqi from driving her away.
Sanqi hadn't expected this. Her eyes were filled with apology. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she swallowed it back.
"Where is Lan Jingtang now? Is he alright? I just want to see him. Sanqi, please let me see him."
Sanqi said unwillingly, "You are a witch. When Master sees you, he is like a lost soul, and he doesn't care about anything else. Master should see you less often so that he can be safe and sound."
Sanqi had been with Lan Jingtang since childhood and knew his temperament. His master had always put the Lan family first. In the past, no matter how dissatisfied his master was with the Crown Prince, he would never have gone to such lengths to break with him for the sake of the family.
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