An Tingyu glanced at him, raised her eyebrows lazily, and said, "Did you hear everything?"
Feng Yun stroked his forehead, rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "This is my mansion, and you asked me to guard outside the door, it would be difficult for me not to hear it, right?"
Fu Mo...
No, it should be said that it was the fir tree. After An Tingyu stole the person away, she hid him here. Whether it was changing the medicine or taking care of three meals a day, he took care of it all by himself.
In order to prevent others from hearing their conversation, An Tingyu asked him to guard outside the door before entering. With his hearing ability, it would be easier for him to hear their conversation than to eat, so it was not that he intended to eavesdrop, but that they did not control their volume.
However, these are not the key points. The key point is what An Tingyu promised.
Didn't An Tingyu think about the consequences of keeping a person who everyone thought was dead by her side?
If they were discovered, countless people would be implicated, including her, An Tingyu, Jing Aotian, the An Mansion, the Fu Mansion, and even the Liu Mansion.
It might even turn into a border dispute. Is it worth it just for a nominal uncle?
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, "I know what you want to say, but he has already sacrificed too much for me. I can't just refuse to agree to such a request from him. You just need to work hard recently. When his injury is healed, I will take him back to the An Mansion."
In the end, An Tingyu changed the subject, although she didn't want to discuss the fate of the fir tree anymore.
Hearing this, Feng Yun had no choice but to say, "Okay, I understand, but I'm afraid someone won't agree to this."
"Yes! We still have to convince that man!" Knowing who he was referring to, An Tingyu smiled helplessly. Jing Aotian was a jealous person, and if he knew that she wanted to keep the person, he would definitely make a fuss again.
"Okay, you take good care of him. If there is anything, send someone to tell him. You can find Dang Yan when I'm not around." After saying that, An Tingyu waved her hand and left gracefully, leaving Fengyun alone to look at her departing back and sigh helplessly.
It seems that An Tingyu has made up her mind, but it is normal. Others have given so much for her and are even willing to give up their lives for her. It is difficult for An Tingyu to refuse even if she wants to.
"What?"
At the An Mansion, Jing Aotian exclaimed after hearing what An Tingyu said, and then said angrily: "Are you kidding me?"
"Aotian, this is his request."
"You kept him by your side without even consulting me. What am I to you? You kept one man after another who had ulterior motives towards you by your side. Have you ever considered my feelings?"
Jing Aotian's voice was flat, light and a little low. His tone was as light as the breeze, but An Tingyu knew that he was really angry this time.
An Tingyu rubbed her forehead with a headache, paced irritably, and turned around before she stood in front of him with her hands spread out, "How about you teach me what to do? I really don't know what to do. I'm worried about you, and I feel guilty towards them. I want to make up for them, but you're angry again. What do you say, what should I do?"
Jing Aotian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only close his mouth and remain silent.
Seeing that he was silent, An Tingyu continued: "Do you know why I would rather owe you? It's because we are the closest people. I can repay you with my love, but I can't give them that, so I can only satisfy them with other requests. Can you understand?"
If possible, she didn't want to owe anyone anything, including Jing Aotian, but in this life, she was destined to owe a debt of love. She couldn't repay it, so she could only meet their demands.
But in the process, she also didn't want to hurt the person she loved.
"Then you promise me one thing!"
"you say!"
"Marry me, and I promise to spoil you forever." Jing Aotian proposed to An Tingyu again.
Hearing this, An Tingyu lazily raised her eyebrows, smiled faintly, and replied: "Then what should I promise you?"
"Just promise to let me pamper you!"
An Tingyu looked at him in silence, as if she was thinking about something. After a long while, she said, "Okay, if this can make you feel at ease, let's get married!"
"You...you agreed?"
"Didn't you hear clearly? Then forget it!"
Hearing this, Jing Aotian quickly said: "No, how can it be counted! I heard clearly, you said you want to marry me."
"I didn't say I wanted to marry you, I just said let's get married!"
Jing Aotian's eyes widened when he heard the first part, but when he heard the second part, he felt helpless, "You! Are you kidding me again!"
"Then I'll go and prepare. I need to choose a date and the betrothal gifts..." As if afraid that she would go back on her word, Jing Aotian walked out of An Tingyu's sight while speaking and hurriedly went to prepare.
"Have you thought about it?"
A voice suddenly appeared above her head. An Tingyu was startled, walked out of the room, and then looked up at the person on the roof. "You're back? How's it going?"
When Yan flew down and landed gracefully in front of her, "In Tianmen, there are three men with red moles on their arms. One is a villager from Xingfu Village named Fang Ming. One is a high monk from Hanshan Temple named Fa Ming. And the last one has a special identity."
"What's so special about it?" An Tingyu raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.
"He is the emperor's uncle, Long Feikuang."
"Imperial uncle? Long Xunyi's imperial uncle?" An Tingyu's tone was not very sure, because she had never heard Long Xunyi mention him, nor had she heard the empress dowager mention him, and she had not seen any stories about Long Feikuang in unofficial history.
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