After Fu Zhonghan left, Mr. An said slowly with an indifferent expression, "There are really only bones left."
An Tingyu looked at Mr. An in surprise, then curled her lips. She was targeting him when they met, but only sighed after others left. So, is their relationship good or bad?
"Grandpa, where is Dad?" At this time, An Tingyu remembered that there was a person who should be there but did not show up, that was An Donglin.
"Go and be a turtle."
"Huh?" An Tingyu was stunned for a moment, then she understood. She opened her mouth hesitantly, and after a moment she asked, "Grandpa, how did my father get here when my mother passed away?"
He didn't even dare to face Fu Zhonghan. It seemed that An Donglin was really hit hard by Fu Yinchun's death.
Hearing this, Mr. An sighed, "He's like a walking corpse, like he's lost his soul."
"Then how did he get out of this?" An Tingyu was a little curious. If he had become like that, how did An Donglin pull himself together? Wasn't he still the Prime Minister at that time? To become the Prime Minister of a country, how much effort must be put in!
"This..." Mr. An hesitated to speak.
"grandfather?"
"Ah!" Old Master An sighed again, "Girl, you've grown up now. There are some things I should let you know. In fact, the person who took a fancy to your mother was the late emperor, the father of the current emperor. The year your mother gave birth to you, your father brought her to the palace to pay homage to the emperor, and the result was..."
"After your mother passed away, your father lived in constant regret. Back then, your father was truly terrible. He was unkempt, a heavy drinker, and oblivious to what was happening around him. Finally, Grandpa told him that if he wanted revenge, he should climb higher, and that way he would have a chance. As a result, your father changed from then on. He devoted himself to government affairs, hoping to get closer to the day of revenge. However, when he finally became the Prime Minister, the late Emperor passed away. Your father had considered letting his son bear the brunt of his father's debts, but the current Emperor is a benevolent ruler, and the Empress Dowager and the Emperor both love you very much, so the revenge plan was abandoned."
Old Master An paused before continuing, "Of course, even if your father was the Prime Minister, he didn't have any real power. After all, the late emperor was wary of him. After the late emperor's death, your father gradually gained some real power, but the flames of hatred had died down, and your father no longer cared about having power. So, until now, your father has been nothing more than a dispensable Prime Minister."
Hearing this, An Tingyu's eyes flashed with admiration, "I see, I was saying that Dad was too incompetent as the Prime Minister, it turns out he just doesn't care."
The prime minister of a country is second only to the emperor and above everyone else. However, although Anton Lin seems to be in a good position, he actually has no real power. He hates because of love, but in the end he is tolerant because of his benevolence. Antonlin is also an admirable person.
but……
The late emperor?
Is the Queen Mother and Long Xunyi's indulgence towards her just to make up for the mistakes made by the late emperor?
Fu Mansion is a manor that has been in disrepair for many years. Despite this, one can still vaguely see the scenery of the past through the old mansion.
Unlike ordinary mansions, there is not a pair of stone lions placed in front of the gate of Fu Mansion, but a pair of majestic white tigers. After the entrance, there are some landscape pots, then rockery and flowing water, pavilions and tall buildings. Some of the flowers in the garden seem to have withered, but there are many varieties. It can be seen that the owner of the mansion at that time took such good care of it. It's a pity that this elegant mansion has been forgotten for too long.
“Here I come!”
A voice interrupted An Tingyu's observation, and she turned around to see Fu Mo walking towards her.
"Uncle!" After not seeing each other for a few days, it was obvious that little Yunxi missed Fu Mo. He ran towards Fu Mo. Fu Mo smiled slightly and picked him up. "Xi'er, do you miss your uncle?"
"Yes!" Little Yunxi answered in a baby voice.
"Well, that's good!" Fu Mo smiled faintly again, and then said: "Then how about living here with your uncle and great-grandfather from now on?"
Upon hearing this, An Tingyu first asked: "Aren't you going back to Chen State?"
"Let me go back? How can I feel at ease?" Dang Yan asked instead of answering, "Father is not in good health. I can't let him live here alone."
"If this is the only problem, you don't need to worry, because I have asked Dang Yan to buy the mansion next door. As long as the two mansions are connected, it will be possible to take care of grandpa."
"According to what you said, you shouldn't have asked your father for his opinion yet, right?" Fu Mo asked again.
An Tingyu shook her head. "Not yet. I'll ask later."
Fu Mo suddenly sneered, "Father won't agree. It's already a stretch to ask him to come back. How could he possibly become a 'family' like neighbors with the Xiangfu? Why do you think he left his familiar homeland? Was it just because of your mother's death? That's just one of the reasons."
"One of them?" An Tingyu's beautiful eyes flashed with shrewdness, and she thought of what Grandpa An had said, "Then the second one is the late emperor, right? Because the late emperor disappointed him."
"It seems you already know." Fu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yes, another reason is the late emperor, but the late emperor is only one of the reasons. The real reason..."
"What are you talking about?" Fu Zhonghan's voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Fu Mo's next words.
Fu Zhonghan turned to An Tingyu and said with a smile: "Why don't you come into the house now that you're here? Hurry up and take Xier in to wash her hands and prepare for dinner. Everything is ready and we're just waiting for you to arrive."
An Tingyu nodded, then took Xiao Yunxi in.
"Don't talk nonsense to her. That was something from your previous life. Why do you let her worry about it?" Fu Zhonghan said reproachfully as he watched An Tingyu and her son enter. It was obvious that he had heard their conversation just now.
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