They walked all the way back from Fuling Mountain to Villa Nineteen, and it was not until they reached the gate of Villa Nineteen that Feng Sang said goodbye to An Tingyu.
"Miss An, I will leave my brother, the Emperor, in your care from now on!"
An Tingyu nodded, "Don't worry! He won't lose a single hair."
"It doesn't matter if he loses a hair, just don't let him lose an arm or a leg." Feng Sang made a rare joke.
Hearing this, An Tingyu also smiled and said, "With such low conditions, it should be easy for me."
Feng Sang curled her lips and remained silent, but in her heart, she knew that it was not so easy to let Xing Mo gain a foothold in this world. In the past, her mother couldn't do it, her father couldn't do it, and she, the imperial sister, couldn't do it either, but now, she hoped An Tingyu could do it.
Only after Feng Sang left did they enter the Nineteenth Villa.
On this side, upon hearing that An Tingyu had returned safely, Old Man An and An Donglin hurried out to greet her, but before they reached the door, they saw An Tingyu's figure.
"My little girl! You are finally back. How are you? Are you feeling well? Are your injuries healed? Do you want to see a doctor again?" Old Master An asked a bunch of questions as soon as he opened his mouth.
This made An Tingyu laugh a little, "Grandpa, is there any doctor in this world better than me?"
"Oh, that's true. Look at me, I forgot when I was in a hurry." Old Master An slapped his forehead with one hand and smiled helplessly.
"Child, it's all your fault. I made you suffer." Anton Lin said guiltily on the side.
"Dad, please don't say such things. I volunteered and you didn't force me to go, so please don't say such polite words. However, I may have to trouble you to protect me in the future because my meridians are almost completely broken. Now I can only be an ordinary person and probably won't be able to practice martial arts anymore."
An Tingyu originally wanted to make a joke with the last words, but unexpectedly, Dang Yan said: "Miss, Dang Yan will never leave your side from now on. Wherever you go, Dang Yan will go."
"Well, that's good. Close protection will make me feel at ease." Old Master An also nodded in agreement.
An Donglin also said: "I think we should arrange a few more people, so that no one can take advantage of the opportunity to attack when Yan is away."
“Yes, yes, yes…”
Everyone nodded.
"What are you talking about? It's not right at all." An Tingyu rolled her eyes helplessly, as if she was asking for trouble. "I was just joking. If the meridians are broken, we have to find a way to reconnect them. There will always be a way, so the guard can just be Yan."
"How about adding me?" Fengyun's voice suddenly appeared.
Seeing the person coming, An Tingyu just said lightly, "Are you here?"
"How could Fengyun not come when Miss An sent a pigeon message? But you said there was an important matter. What exactly is it?" Fengyun asked puzzledly. A few days ago, he received a pigeon message from An Tingyu, which only said to go to the Nineteenth Villa immediately to discuss an important matter, but did not specify what it was, which made him rush here from Tianmen.
However, knowing that she had returned to the Nineteenth Villa, Fengyun felt relieved, because he had heard before that she was under house arrest in Fuling Mountain and was seriously injured. At that time, several hall masters had discussed whether to rescue her!
"Come with me to the room." An Tingyu just said lightly, and then turned to Mr. An, "Grandpa, please ask someone to prepare some food. We will be there soon. Let's go!"
An Tingyu understood that the last sentence was directed at Fengyun.
No one knew what An Tingyu was going to say to Fengyun. They only knew that when the food was ready and An Tingyu and Fengyun walked out of the room, Fengyun left in a hurry without even having time to eat.
"What did you say to him?" Jing Aotian asked after dinner.
An Tingyu smiled mysteriously, "You'll know in a few days when we return to Tianmen."
"Girl, do you mean that we should go back to Tianmen as well?" Old Master An frowned slightly. He had just told Long Xunyi that he would not go back, but now he went back. Isn't that contradicting himself?
"Grandpa, you and Dad should stay in Villa Nineteen for now! It's safer here, and you probably don't want to go back now, right? Then wait until this matter is over, or until we find out the truth. It won't be too late to go back then."
"Well, you have to be careful when you go back. The murderer may not be targeting us, but you. This is not impossible." Grandpa An warned.
"I understand, Grandpa. I'll be careful." An Tingyu nodded, then added, "By the way, where's Xi'er? And Meizi and Xing'er, where are they?"
I haven't seen them since I came back, and I don't know where they went to play.
"Xi'er is in his own yard. Your father hired a teacher for him a few days ago. He's probably practicing calligraphy in the house now! Xing'er and Meizi are there with him! You went to discuss something with Fengyun right after you came back. I didn't want him to disturb you, so I didn't tell Xi'er you were back yet."
"Well, I'll go see him. Do you want to go?" An Tingyu said the last words to Xing Mo.
As if he hadn't expected her to suddenly turn towards him, Xing Mo was stunned for a moment before saying, "Okay!"
"Girl, who is this child?" At this time, Mr. An also looked at Xing Mo and said.
"Haven't you introduced yourselves yet?" An Tingyu was stunned. She had just gone to talk to Fengyun, and when she came back she didn't see them ask. She thought they had introduced themselves to each other, but she didn't expect that they didn't know each other after having dinner together.
"I thought you would tell me, so I didn't ask."
"They didn't ask, and I didn't tell."
Two voices sounded at the same time, one was from Mr. An and the other was from Jing Aotian.
"Oh my God! It's amazing that you can stay together like this for so long." The food was ready and they had eaten it, but now they still didn't know the other person's name. An Tingyu really didn't know what to say.
"This is my grandfather and my father, he is the demon of punishment!" An Tingyu introduced briefly.
"What? He is Xingmo? The Master Xingmo? The one who put you under house arrest?" Anton Lin exclaimed, then glared at Xingmo who was wearing a conical hat.
Hearing this, Old Master An also frowned, but he did not shout like An Donglin. Instead, he said calmly: "Master Xingmo, although I know you are always mysterious, now that you have followed me here, there is no need to hide anything, right?"
There was a layer of gauze under Xingmo's hat, making it difficult to see clearly, let alone what Xingmo looked like.
"Take it down! The people here are not like the ignorant people outside. I can still control the people from the Nineteenth Villa." At this time, An Tingyu also said.
Xing Mo remained silent, as if he was thinking about something, or just in a dilemma.
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