An Tingyu looked at him, and then looked at him again, and nodded after a long while, "Whatever! As long as you are happy."
It really doesn't matter to her what he calls her, and she never cares about the distinction between superiors and inferiors. However, this is the way it is in this era, and sometimes a single word can put a person in danger. However, since Long Xunyi insisted on it himself, there is no harm in her recognizing this younger brother. After all, he is the king of a country, and he may even be a life-saving talisman when necessary.
"You have something else to say, right?" An Tingyu knew that Long Xunyi couldn't have stayed just to tell her these things.
"Originally, I did, but now that the words are on the tip of my tongue, I don't know where to start. I originally didn't believe that Sister An was the nineteenth generation Lord, but now facts have proved that Sister An is the nineteenth concubine and also the nineteenth generation Lord. My mother doesn't know about this yet!" When talking about the Queen Mother, Long Xunyi obviously sighed.
Before coming, before confirming that the nineteenth concubine in the hero's post was An Tingyu, he chose to remain silent to the Queen Mother, because he knew that the Queen Mother always wanted to keep An Tingyu away from the war, whether it was a civil war or a foreign war. If An Tingyu was the nineteenth generation Lord, then the Queen Mother would definitely be sad.
"Also, I am really happy that Sister An can return safely, and my mother is also very happy." Long Xunyi said again.
At that time, when the news of An Tingyu's death came, not only the prime minister's residence, but even the imperial palace was stained with a gloomy color, as if the whole world was mourning for it. However, unexpectedly, a few days later, news came from the border that An Tingyu was still alive. I remember that day, the queen mother cried with joy, and she also built a Queen Mother Temple in Tianmen, and decided to fast and chant Buddhist scriptures for a month.
An Tingyu smiled faintly and said nothing. She could guess that the Queen Mother and Long Xunyi would be happy for her, but the reason...
She had asked too many questions without getting any answers and she no longer wanted to ask any more.
"Nineteenth concubine, the crippled king requests an audience!"
At this moment, a voice disturbed them. An Tingyu's sharp eyes flashed slightly, and she said lightly, "Let him in!"
"Since Sister An still has something to do, I'll take my leave first." Long Xunyi was about to leave, but just as he took a step, he suddenly remembered something, "Oh, there's this, Sister An, take it!"
After saying that, Long Xunyi took a long brocade box from a guard and opened it in front of An Tingyu. "This is the imperial sword left by the original emperor. It can behead tyrants and punish corrupt officials. King Jing once said in his memorial that the border is not 'peaceful', so this imperial sword will be held by Sister An!"
"Original? Isn't that the sword of the first emperor? Such an important thing..."
"Sister An," Long Xunyi interrupted her, "I just want to reassure you, and to reassure Queen Mother. I'm sure you know that your coming to the border was an immediate decision, and Queen Mother was unaware of it. When she heard the news, she got really angry. She had been worried that you would be infected by the plague, but she didn't expect that the plague didn't defeat you, but instead nearly cost you your life to the enemy. So, it's better for you to keep the Imperial Sword!"
"Okay then!" An Tingyu nodded, and Dang Yan immediately took the sword for her.
"Then I will return to the palace to await my sister's return."
Long Xunyi took graceful steps, and when he stepped out of the door, a figure passed by him.
"Southern Emperor..."
Hearing the sound behind him, Long Xunyi paused slightly, but did not stop. He just ignored it and left.
Mo Youcan looked at the golden figure and said lightly: "It seems that he hates me."
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows slightly, "It seems that you still have self-awareness."
After he almost caused her to lose her life, Long Xunyi would certainly not be kind to him.
"Why are you looking for me?" An Tingyu asked again.
"Do you still want to go back to Prince Can's Mansion? Or go back directly?" Mo Youcan asked in a calm voice, curling his red lips.
"You are still waiting here, don't you already know the answer?" An Tingyu asked a question that was not relevant to her answer. A cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes. If she didn't repay the favor of a white lotus who had already challenged her early on before leaving, wouldn't she, An Tingyu, be looked down upon?
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