Under the bamboo hat, Xing Mo smiled bitterly and thought to himself: It's too late!
"Uncle Dang Yan, where are Dad and Mom going?" Little Yunxi pouted slightly, seemingly angry that An Tingyu and Jing Aotian didn't take him with them.
Dang Yan lowered his head, looking at Xiao Yunxi expressionlessly, and said lightly, "They are constipated, go to the toilet!"
"No wonder they left so fast without taking me with them." Xiao Yunxi had an expression of sudden enlightenment.
On the side, Mei Zi and Xing Er's mouths twitched fiercely, and their foreheads were dark. This...
He lied without frowning or blinking, and what kind of bullshit excuse is that?
constipate?
He is constipated, right?
He was born with a constipated face and always had no expression.
"What do you want to tell me? Can't they listen?" In an alley, An Tingyu tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"Why do you have to care about Xingmo's affairs?" Jing Aotian asked a little annoyed.
"Is that all?" An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, then smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"
Jing Aotian tilted his head and said sullenly, "So what if you're jealous? He's just an insignificant person, why do you do so much for him? The streets are full of colorful hair now. You're doing that just for him, right?"
An Tingyu curled her lips into a smile, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, "Yes, it's to make him blend in with the crowd..."
"Look, look, that's what I told you!"
"I haven't finished yet! What are you excited about?" An Tingyu glared at him unhappily. "What I want to say is that this is also to let him blend in with the crowd. Then he can go wherever he wants and no one will say he's abnormal. I won't need to worry about him every day. In that case, he will be free and I will be free too. Why not? And I'm not doing this entirely for him. I'm a businessman, understand?"
As a new generation of people in the 21st century, dyeing hair is actually a very common thing, but in this backward ancient times, it becomes a novelty, and this is also inspired by the silver hair of Xingmo.
"Is it really not for him?" Jing Aotian was still a little skeptical.
An Tingyu shrugged, "You can't say it's not for him!"
At least part of it was for Xingmo's sake.
She really did hope that Xingmo could walk among the crowd and become a normal person.
In modern times, she has carried out many missions and seen many pitiful and miserable people, so she always has some feelings for these people and hopes that they can live a normal life.
"Look..."
"Stop!" An Tingyu made a stop gesture. "Anyway, I don't have the kind of feelings for him that you think, so stop being suspicious."
Jing Aotian stared at her with his sharp eyes, as if considering her words. However, since she had said that, Jing Aotian naturally couldn't say anything else, so he just sighed helplessly and rested his head on her shoulder weakly, "Remember what you said, don't have any other feelings for him, otherwise... I will kill him."
"Yes, yes, you're such a jealous person!" An Tingyu laughed slightly but did not refute him.
When they returned to the Prime Minister's residence, Xiao Yunxi came to greet them and asked with concern: "Dad, Mom, are you feeling better? Does your stomach still hurt? Do you want to sneeze?"
stomachache?
What is going on?
An Tingyu looked aside in confusion, as if she knew what she wanted to ask. Xing'er said helplessly: "Xi'er asked where you were going, and you said you were constipated! You went to the toilet!"
"So when it reaches Xier's mouth, it turns into a stomachache, right?" An Tingyu raised her eyebrows slightly. She found this answer funny, but she didn't know what to say, because she couldn't tell Xiao Yunxi that his uncle Dang Yan was lying, right?
"mother?"
"Xi'er, daddy and mommy don't need to breathe on us, and we don't feel any pain anymore!" An Tingyu just said that to little Yunxi.
"Oh, that's good!"
"Xing'er, where is Dangyan?" An Tingyu suddenly asked.
"He took Mr. Xing to stay as a guest." Xing'er replied.
An Tingyu nodded. "Okay, I understand. Aotian, you stay here with Xier first. I'll be back soon. Meizi, go prepare dinner."
"yes!"
Jing Aotian didn't say anything, but he remembered something in his heart. It was the time before An Tingyu went to Fuling Mountain and sealed his acupuncture points with silver needles. Dang Yan had lost his temper that day, completely unlike his usual Dang Yan. That Dang Yan...
"There are so many opponents!" Jing Aotian muttered softly.
Little Yunxi beside him didn't hear what he said clearly, so he asked in confusion: "Dad, what did you just say?"
Jing Aotian smiled slightly, "Nothing, Dad was saying Xi'er is cute!"
The guest residence of the Prime Minister, Yunlou!
When An Tingyu just walked in, Dang Yanzheng walked out of the hall.
"Dangyan, let someone make a plaque!" An Tingyu said directly.
When Yan didn't ask her why she wanted to make a plaque, he just said lightly: "What words do you want to write?"
"Anfu!"
“An…” Dang Yan was puzzled, but then he understood, “Yes, Dang Yan knows!”
There is no Prime Minister in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Prime Minister's Mansion today is no longer the same as before. Keeping the plaque of Prime Minister's Mansion will only make people laugh. It is no longer useful.
With a command, the next day, the plaque in front of the prime minister's residence was taken down and replaced with a brand new gold-bronze plaque. Although the plaque did not have the noble words "Prime Minister's Residence", the words "An Mansion" were not inferior, and were even more majestic than the previous plaque.
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