This is a very luxurious tomb, at least in An Tingyu's eyes. The tomb is made of stone and engraved with an inscription. The name of Fu Yinchun is written at the beginning and the name of An Donglin is written at the end.
Carving the monument with his own hands and expressing his feelings in the lawsuit made An Tingyu see more clearly An Donglin's feelings towards Yinchun.
"Sister, I'm here to see you! Are you doing well over there? If there's anything you want, remember to send me a dream. Father and I are doing well, but he's gotten much older and has a head full of white hair. I came here today to tell you one thing. I want to take Tianyu... No, it's Tingyu, she's called Tingyu now, and I want to take Tingyu away." Fu Mo raised his hand and gently stroked the three words Fu Yinchun, his eyes filled with emotion, no longer indifferent. As he spoke, he changed the subject and said, "In front of your mother, I just want to say one thing, come with me, and then stay away from this treacherous world. This world is not suitable for you."
"Is this your purpose? You are not actually the father of the child, right?"
"I am!"
Hearing this, An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, "Okay! If you want to insist, that's your problem, but I won't take it seriously whether it's true or not. Also, in front of my mother, I only have one thing to say: my life is mine. I don't need others to arrange it for me, and it's not up to you to decide whether it's suitable or not."
Fu Mo's eyebrows turned cold, "You are courting death. Do you also want to end up like your mother, in a miserable way?"
"I suddenly have a feeling," An Tingyu looked back at him, "you brought in some emotions because I look like my mother, but I have to tell you, I am not my mother, I am not cowardly, I am not stupid, I am not incompetent, and I am not naive. Every step I take, I know what I am doing, and I believe you also know my identity. There is probably no one in this world who can hurt me so blatantly. So, if I really guessed right, then I have to tell you that my motto is to bully those who bully me, and to humiliate those who humiliate me. Seeking death is not my style, An Tingyu. If I really want to seek death, what I have experienced is enough for me to die eight or ten times."
Fu Yinchun chose to end his life because of the humiliation he suffered, but although An Tingyu was bearing the shadow left by An Tianyu, she was still alive and well.
So if Fu Mo was really worried about this, then she could clearly say that this was unnecessary, because she was completely different from Fu Yinchun.
"You still don't want to leave with me, right?"
"yes!"
Fu Mo was silent for a moment. "Okay, since you have made your choice, then I respect you, but I can tell you that you will regret it soon, absolutely!"
"Sister, I'm leaving! I'll come to see you another day!" Fu Mo turned and said to the cold stone tablet, then left without looking at An Tingyu again.
Staring at the gradually receding figure, An Tingyu suddenly sat down in front of the stone tablet and said as if chatting with an old friend: "Madam, have you seen Tianyu? It may be rude of me to call you mother in front of others, but please allow me to do so, and please allow me to continue to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I will treat them as my own relatives. You and Tianyu can rest assured!"
After saying that, An Tingyu stood up and left Fu Yinchun's grave.
After returning to the Prime Minister's Residence, An Tingyu just walked into her own courtyard when she saw Jing Aotian sitting in the hall. She smiled faintly and said, "I thought he had left! Turns out he's still here? Where's that girl Qingwu?"
An Tingyu looked around, but couldn't see Jing Qingwu.
"She went to Liu Mansion!"
"That's right, that girl can't stay still. How can we let her wait quietly?"
"Tingyu, you were with Yun Mo just now, right?" Jing Aotian asked the doubts in his heart.
Hearing this, An Tingyu just raised her eyebrows lazily, and curled the corners of her lips slightly, "You want to ask me why I am with him, right?"
Jing Aotian just looked at her silently, waiting for her next words.
"He is my mother's younger brother, his original name is Fu Mo."
"Original name?" Jing Aotian was stunned for a moment, then understood and said, "So he is the adopted son of the previous Grand Tutor of our dynasty. I just didn't expect him to change his surname. He is now the Imperial Tutor of the State of Chen. I heard that he hasn't been in contact with us for many years. Why did he suddenly come back?"
"You didn't see him a year ago?" An Tingyu was a little surprised, but then she continued: "He came back on my grandfather's birthday, but at that time the four countries had not yet formed an alliance. His identity was always a bit sensitive, so it was understandable that we didn't see him, but..."
An Tingyu hesitated to speak, Jing Aotian looked at her puzzledly, "But what?"
"He said he is the father of the child." An Tingyu finally chose to tell the truth and told Jing Aotian what Fu Mo had said to her. "This is what happened. He said he came back this time to admit his mistakes and to take us mother and child away."
"Then you..." Jing Aotian's sharp eyes flashed with tension and worry, "How did you answer him?"
"What else can I say?" An Tingyu shrugged. "A man who suddenly appeared, in terms of seniority, he is my uncle, but to me he is also a stranger. What he said may be true, but it may also be a lie with a purpose. In short, I will not change my life because of a man I don't know. He is him, and I am me. If he insists that he is the child's father, then he can come to visit the child at any time, but that's all, nothing more."
If Fu Mo is really the father of the child, then she will not deny the father's rights, but if he wants to interfere with her life, then I'm sorry, An Tingyu's life is only in her own hands.
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