The capital of Dragon Flame Nation, Tianmen. -- --
An Tingyu, Jing Aotian and others traveled for several days and finally returned to Tianmen before the new year.
Outside the city gate, it was a sea of black. The common people were holding flowers, the guards were lined up neatly, and the huge team gathered in front of the city gate. In the front was a golden figure, and there were several people standing beside him. One of them was Mr. An, another was An Donglin, and the other was Xing'er, who was holding little Yunxi in her arms!
Long Xunyi was sitting in the dragon throne. When he saw them coming back, he raised the corners of his lips and slowly stood up.
"Sister An, welcome back! Prince Jing, generals and servants, thank you all for your hard work!" Long Xunyi's voice was high-pitched and full of emotion and passion.
"Welcome Nineteenth Concubine back to the city, welcome Prince Jing back to the city!" The people and guards on the side said in unison.
"How dare I ask the emperor...brother to come and greet me!" An Tingyu wanted to say the emperor, but remembering what Long Xunyi had said, she changed the subject abruptly.
"As a younger brother, it is my duty to welcome my sister home." After saying that, Long Xunyi made an elegant gesture, and Long Xunyi's personal servant Leng Li immediately came out.
Leng Li held the imperial edict in his hand and said in a thin, cold voice, "By the will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees that An Tingyu, the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, has pacified the four kingdoms, cured the plague at the border, and rendered meritorious service in protecting the nation. She is hereby canonized as the Princess Protector of the Nation, and shall stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor, become sworn sisters, be exempted from all palace rules and etiquette, and enjoy the treatment of a royal family member. This is my decree!"
"Your humble servant, An Tingyu, accepts the imperial edict and expresses her gratitude!" An Tingyu simply stood and accepted the imperial edict. When she received it, everyone except Long Xunyi knelt and said, "Live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years, of the Princess Protector of the Nation! Long live the Emperor!"
"Now we are really brother and sister!" Long Xunyi said with a smile.
An Tingyu smiled faintly without saying anything, then turned around and smiled, "Grandpa, Dad! And... my Xi'er!"
An Tingyu stretched out her hand, and Xing'er immediately handed little Yunxi to her. Taking over the already heavy little Yunxi, An Tingyu's eyes reddened slightly, "My Xi'er has grown up!"
"Miss, we've only been apart for a few months, how could you have grown that much?" Xing'er said with a smile.
"Yeah! Look at me, I'm so happy that I'm talking nonsense." An Tingyu laughed at herself.
"You've lost weight. Let grandpa nourish you well when we get back." Mr. An looked at An Tingyu and couldn't help shedding tears. This was his grandson who had been lost and found again. He thought he would never see him again. Now that he was standing in front of him, he felt like he was dreaming. It was so unreal!
"Father, I'm glad Tingyu can come back safely. Don't cry!" Antonlin comforted him.
Hearing this, Old Master An wiped his tears with a handkerchief and retorted, "You're still blaming me! Don't you think about the time when this girl got into trouble? I don't know who was holding little Yunxi and crying so hard, her eyes were red and swollen, it was so embarrassing!"
"Father!" Anton Lin blushed!
"Grandpa, Dad, Tingyu is back!" An Tingyu choked up. She was so happy now! Not only did she have a grandfather, but she also had a father who loved her and little Yunxi. These were her family members. She was no longer alone.
"Oh, okay, I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're back! Don't scare Grandpa like that next time!"
"Teacher, An Chengxiang, today is a happy day. Don't cry, you should smile!" Long Xunyi said from the side, and then whispered to An Tingyu, "Sister An, let's go! The palace has arranged a welcoming banquet, and the queen mother is waiting in the palace!"
With Long Xunyi's words, An Tingyu got on the phoenix sedan chair prepared by Long Xunyi and drove proudly on the street.
Looking at the town after a few months' absence, returning to this familiar yet strange place, the entire Tianmen has been completely renewed. Every household has posted festive couplets on their doors and hung colorful lanterns high, welcoming the arrival of the new year with vigor and vitality. Suddenly, An Tingyu felt like she was really going home. She was a little excited, but also a little...
Sad!
In one life, two lives, home is what she cares about most, but there is a home she can never go back to, but she is really glad that she has a family in this world.
"Look, that's Miss An. She's so beautiful! How could Miss An be willing to hide such a beautiful face in the past?"
"You don't understand this. She's the nineteenth generation heir of the Nether Palace. If she didn't hide, she might have attracted attention. So, this is called strategy. It's really smart! After all, who would have thought that such beauty could be hidden under that ugly face? Who would have thought that such a person, she is actually the nineteenth generation of the Nether Palace's Lord?"
"Ah, we were so blind before. We always criticized Miss An, but she didn't bear a grudge against us. She even pacified the world and let us live a peaceful life. How shameful!"
"That's right. If it were us, we certainly wouldn't be so tolerant. But who is the father of this young master? Logically speaking, Miss An is beautiful, smart, and talented. How could she have a child with another man?"
"If you ask me, it's definitely not a child born out of wedlock. Maybe they were already married, and it might be because of their status that they need to conceal it, otherwise why would they have a child out of wedlock? And if they weren't married, how could Old Master An and An Chengxiang not have objections to such a disgraceful thing for the family?"
"Yeah, that's true! Think about it, she's been hiding her face for over a decade, and she also has the identity of the 19th generation of the Nether Palace. If it weren't for the sake of the world, she probably wouldn't have revealed it. So maybe the child's father and son also need to be concealed."
"Yes, yes, that must be the case..."
Along the way, listening to the gossip coming from the street, An Tingyu looked down at the little Yunxi in her arms, and curled her lips in self-mockery. The father of the child? She, the person involved, didn't even know, so how could she make it public?
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