An Yuan'er tugged at her father's sleeve and said ingratiatingly, "Yuan'er didn't lie. Yuan'er came to see Father and also to see the Sixth Prince."
As she finished speaking, An Yuan'er's voice trailed off.
An Chaoli retorted irritably, "I think I'm the one who just happened to be there."
An Yuan'er: "..."
“An Yuan’er, is this Sixth Prince really that important? There are thousands of men in Shengjing, you’ll surely find someone suitable.” Father said, exasperated.
An Yuan'er nodded without hesitation: "Of all the waters in the world, Yuan'er will only choose Li."
An Yuan'er spoke with unparalleled pride.
An Chaoli was a scholar, and his daughter's haphazard alteration of poems almost drove the meticulous man to his death.
"You're not acting like a girl at all, you have no shame," An Chaoli scolded his daughter.
Other people's daughters are shy and timid; even if they meet a man they like, they will say, "It's up to my father." But his daughter is always jumping around, never still for a moment. She's practically shouting all over the streets that she likes the Sixth Prince. Her father's words have no effect on her at all.
For some inexplicable reason, the words Yi Chenli had once told him flashed through An Chaoli's mind.
"If I succeed, please grant Lord An permission to marry Yuan'er to me. I promise her everything I can give her."
"I only want to spend time with her; without her, my life is only darkness."
"If I unfortunately fail, I will be the only lonely soul wandering the world..."
"I just remembered that if she were here, she would not have turned a blind eye and let the old man have nothing to eat."
The words, like a curse, repeated in An Chaoli's mind. He recalled the figure who was still busy when he left the tent.
He was lonely, and desolate...
For a moment, An Chaoli wavered.
When he was young, he also had such impulses and passions. No distance could stop his determination to see the person in his heart. Yuan'er's persistence at this moment is just like his back then.
But Yuan'er is, after all, a girl.
The father and daughter were still struggling with their decision. The carriage that An Chaoli had called was already waiting at the camp gate, but the little girl was still crying and refusing to leave.
It was late at night, and An Chaoli was worried about letting his daughter go home in the middle of the night, so he had no choice but to compromise and let her leave the next day.
An Chaoli personally watched over An Yuan'er to prevent her from running around.
The camp was crowded and gossipy; if An Yuan'er went to see the Sixth Prince, it would inevitably attract unwanted attention. Her father still wouldn't allow it.
An Yuan'er felt incredibly frustrated. Everyone had come, and Ali was probably in the nearby tent, yet she couldn't see him despite the short distance.
"This is too difficult." An Yuan'er looked at her father with resentment.
In the main business area.
Yi Chenli finally finished his busy day. He moved his body and felt a little tired in his feet.
Before coming to the camp, he worked every day to recover his legs. But after arriving here, in order to avoid attracting attention, he could only sit quietly in his wheelchair.
His legs were stiff from not moving for a long time, so Yi Chenli moved his legs, pushed the wheelchair, and prepared to go back to rest.
The moon is crescent-shaped tonight, like a girl's smiling eyes, and the person I long for in my heart is even more entangled in my thoughts.
As they passed the soldiers' camp, Long San had just been beaten with a hundred strokes of the cane and was being carried back by several soldiers, barely alive.
"Greetings, Sixth Prince." The soldier put down the stretcher and saluted Yi Chenli.
The soldier volunteered, "Guard Long offended Lord An and was punished with 100 strokes of the cane. This servant was just about to take him back."
"Um."
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