In the gray night, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky. The boundless night sky is dotted with stars, as if it contains mysteries, haziness and mystery.
Under the still slightly cold moonlight, An Tingyu was wearing a single piece of clothing and sitting on the swing in the yard, swaying gently from time to time. Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in her shrewd eyes, but then she calmed down.
"Since you are here, just come out! Don't hide." An Tingyu said in a calm tone, her eyes fixed on the front, her expression unchanged. Her pair of black pupils looked ahead, and there was no change on her beautiful face.
In the darkness, the figure hidden in the night was slightly startled, and it took a moment before it walked out from the corner of the wall.
"Miss!" The man just shouted expressionlessly, and then he was quiet, as if he didn't exist, just standing quietly beside An Tingyu.
"Are you worried about me?" An Tingyu said without turning her head.
If an ordinary person said something without a beginning or an end, he would definitely find it confusing, but for Dang Yan, he understood An Tingyu's meaning very well.
Dang Yan's deep eyes flashed with a deep and indistinguishable light, and he said lightly: "It's not just me, many people are worried about you!"
An Tingyu sighed, "Yeah! I made a lot of people worry!"
She had a "quarrel" with Jing Aotian, and their relationship became strained just because of one issue. From that day on, she had only seen Jing Aotian once, but that time was only because Jing Qingwu got married. However, it had been quite some time since Jing Qingwu's wedding, but Jing Aotian still hadn't said a word and had never come to see her.
Jing Aotian was like this, with such a huge contrast between before and after, so it would be a lie to say that she was not worried at all. But now she simply couldn't understand what Jing Aotian meant. She didn't know whether he had really quarreled with her and broke up, or was just pretending.
The longer the time passed, the more uneasy she felt.
Looking at that melancholy face and An Tingyu's furrowed brow, Dang Yan secretly clenched his fists, but his expression remained calm and his voice was indifferent, "Let Dang Yan go to Prince Jing's Mansion! It's best to get some questions clarified. Dragging it on like this is not a solution."
An Tingyu smiled helplessly and said self-deprecatingly: "I found that my courage seems to have become smaller."
Once, she heard someone say that when a person loves another person, that person will become humble, compromising, blind, and unable to see his or her own direction.
She remembered that at the time, she thought those words were ridiculous. She never thought such a thing would happen to her, because she was a high-ranking movie queen and a leader in the medical field. Secretly, she was also proud of her identity as a secret agent. Whether openly or secretly, she was the most dazzling star, dazzling and brilliant...
But after she fell in love with Jing Aotian, she would retreat and choose to ignore anything related to Jing Aotian, no matter if it was about Xiao Yunxi or their current unclear relationship. She became unlike herself, and she felt contempt for herself.
"Miss..."
Dang Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know where to start as he was always taciturn, so in the end he could only slowly close his mouth.
"Don't worry! I am An Tingyu, the nineteenth concubine. Even if I lose everything in the field of love, I am still the proud An Tingyu. I will never lose my dignity. I... will not lose." An Tingyu's tone was firm. Her words seemed to tell Dang Yan, and seemed to tell herself. Her originally dull eyes suddenly became sharp. She raised her head slightly, and all of a sudden, the aura around her changed instantly. The sad atmosphere was gone, and only the noble and lofty aura was left.
"who?"
An Tingyu suddenly shouted sharply, with coldness in her eyes.
Just as she finished her words, a dart was shot out from the darkness. An Tingyu turned around gracefully and dodged the dart. Dang Yan on the other side was stunned, and then immediately chased after the source of the dart, but in the blink of an eye, he turned back.
"Miss, he disappeared as soon as I left the yard." Dang Yan said.
An Tingyu glanced coldly outside the door, then turned back to look at the dart and said lightly: "There is a letter on the dart."
Hearing this, Dang Yan looked back and saw that there was indeed a note attached to the dart. He hurried over, took the note off and handed it to An Tingyu.
An Tingyu took it, looked at it, and then handed it back to Dang Yan. "That's not what you said. Lian Jing is at home. There are only these few words on the note. This person seems to want to tell us that the rumors on the street have nothing to do with Lian Xiang. But who is this person who reminded us? Who is the real spreader?"
Also, could the person who delivered the letter to her be the same person who delivered the incense burner?
An Tingyu did not speak out about this question, but secretly guessed in her heart. She remembered that when Lianxiang framed her and Feng Beijian, someone threw a stone to remind her and brought her the sandalwood incense burner. Now Lianxiang is her enemy, and at this time, someone sent her a note to remind her, so she naturally associated the people who sent "things" on these two occasions together.
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"You're out again?"
Mei Zi, who was staying in Yunlou and was about to go back to her room to rest, immediately asked when she saw Xing Mo in night clothes.
Xing Mo nodded and did not hide anything.
"You'd better go out less! Although nothing has happened yet, and I can cover for you, it may be okay once or twice, but if it happens too many times, even if the young lady doesn't suspect anything, others will. Besides, the young lady always hates people lying to her, so you'd better tell her that your eyes are healed as soon as possible!" Mei Zi said helplessly.
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