There was silence in the air for a long time before a voice came from the darkness, "Master, may I say something disobedient?"
"Speak!"
"I feel that the young lady shouldn't be in that position."
"Shouldn't she?" Old Man An whispered softly, "Maybe, but she's already in that position, and that was her choice. Now that she's made the choice, she must take responsibility for it."
"Anhu, I want you to go back to that girl, are you willing?" Old Master An said again.
As if he hadn't expected Mr. An to say that, the figure in the dark was slightly stunned, and then said: "Are you worried that Dang Yan will be overwhelmed by his emotions?"
"That's one of the problems. Another problem is that you followed that girl before. Although it wasn't for a long time, you know her quite well. I'll feel more at ease if I send you to follow her secretly."
When An Tingyu was getting married, Mr. An had already thought that those men might not be willing to accept it and might do something. So in order to avoid making the scene too embarrassing, he sent people to secretly observe the wedding, but he didn't expect it to be so chaotic.
Feng Bei saw that someone had taken action, and someone from the direction of the palace also took action. Although he didn't know whether it was the Queen Mother, Long Xunyi, or Concubine Feng who took action, in addition to these two groups, there were actually people who were chasing after the lost ones.
When those troublemakers evacuated, his men actually lost track of them in two places, so these people became the mysterious people he mentioned.
He also thought of another possibility that could have caused his men to lose track, and that was someone familiar to him. Because they were familiar with him, they knew what he was planning, and that person was Dang Yan.
Of course, he hoped that Dang Yan had not lied to him. If Dang Yan lied, the consequences would be disastrous, because Dang Yan was the person he trusted the most. However, the more he trusted someone, the heavier the consequences would be when he betrayed him.
So just in case, he had to send someone he trusted to protect An Tingyu.
Hearing this, the man in the dark, or the Dark Fox as Mr. An called it, said nothing more. He just respectfully said, "I obey your orders!"
After the wedding was in such a mess, Jing Aotian sent An Tingyu back and left.
"Miss, why did our son-in-law leave?" Xing'er came in with tea and saw Jing Aotian's departing back. She asked in confusion.
An Tingyu sighed secretly, "Let him be! I've been holding back so much anger today and have nowhere to vent it. Let him calm down for a while. He'll come back tomorrow."
Xing Er smiled slightly, "That's right, my uncle loves you so much, he doesn't want to leave you!"
On this side, after leaving An Mansion, Jing Aotian did not return to Jing Wang Mansion. Instead, he left his entourage and walked into a hotel. He asked the waiter to bring a pot of strong liquor and drank it alone in a depressed mood.
He didn't know how long he had been drinking, he only knew that the more he drank, the more stuffy he felt, and the stuffier he felt, the more he wanted to drink.
"Why are those brats doing this? This is my wedding, it belongs to me, these bastards... big bastards! Big bastards!" Jing Aotian suddenly got drunk and started yelling in the store, which also alarmed the waiter in the store.
"Prince Jing, you've had too much to drink. How about I take you home?" The waiter said quickly, fearing that he might cause trouble in the store.
"Are you chasing me away? Are you afraid that I won't give you money?" Jing Aotian stood up shakily and grabbed the waiter's collar.
"No, no, no, how dare I chase you away! You are our honored guest, and I can't wait to curry your favor! But I see you're a little tipsy and alone, and I'm afraid you might get hurt. I can't afford that!"
Given Jing Aotian's status, even losing a hair would be a big deal. However, he usually has a bunch of followers with him, but today there is not a single one. They are really afraid that something might happen to him being alone, so it is better to send this distinguished guest back as soon as possible.
"It's none of your business. I'm not... I'm not that delicate. Bring me some more wine, or I'll chop off your head."
"this……"
"Hurry up!"
The waiter looked embarrassed. Just when he didn't know what to do, a clear voice came from behind him.
"Go, serve some wine. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility!"
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