On this side, after running out of Fu Mansion, An Tingyu turned around and glared at the gate of Fu Mansion fiercely, but suddenly, she frowned again.
Fu Mo had been so strange just now. She had been with him for three years, and she had never known this side of him. She even felt like she had run into a hooligan, but Fu Mo had always been indifferent and had never heard him say anything bad about women. Moreover, Fu Mo respected her mother, Fu Yinchun, very much. Logically, facing a face like hers that looked so much like Fu Yinchun, Fu Mo should not have done such a rude thing, but he did just that. What on earth was this...
"Is there something in there that I can't see?" Thinking of a possibility, An Tingyu quickly ran back to the hall, but when she came back, Fu Mo was the only one left in the huge hall, and only a faint feminine scent was floating in the air.
"Why are you running back again? Do you want to continue what you just did? If you have no problem with that, I would be happy to practice dual cultivation with you." Seeing her running back, Fu Mo raised his lips slightly, and a hint of admiration flashed quickly in his eyes.
What a difficult and clever woman she was. She spotted the problem in no time. Fortunately, Lianxiang left quickly, otherwise she would have been caught red-handed.
An Tingyu stared at him, and then stared at him again. After a long while, she said coldly, "It seems that playing dumb is also your strong point, but one day I will catch you by the tail."
An Tingyu was certain the lingering fragrance in the air belonged to Lianxiang. She had met Lianxiang twice, and each time she had smelled the same scent. But because of a courtesan, Fu Mo had played a trick on her, deliberately making her think he was a big gangster. He had gone to so much trouble for a prostitute. His relationship with Lianxiang was definitely not a man-woman relationship. He hadn't expected her to come back, had he? Unfortunately, she hadn't caught him red-handed.
Fu Mo raised his lazy eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled: "If you want to catch me, you can move to Fu Mansion, or just move into my room and follow me from morning to night. That way you will know whether I have a fox tail or not."
"Just keep talking! When I catch you one day, I hope you can still be as talkative as you are now." An Tingyu said coldly. This time, she did not look back. After walking out of Fu Mansion, she walked into the gate of the palace.
"You little girl, you are finally willing to see me?" As soon as he saw An Tingyu, Mr. An said meaningfully.
Knowing that he was still angry that she hadn't opened the door to let him in to see them, An Tingyu smiled helplessly, "Grandpa, I'm just worried that you'll be infected. Besides, I'm not a little girl who knows nothing. I know how to take care of myself, and I can take good care of Xi'er."
"Your grandfather meant that you made us worried. You said you've been in there for so long, and every day you just said we were fine. How can that reassure us? And that bastard Jing Aotian, quickly get him to come to the palace and apologize! We thought this kid was strange back then. Why do you think he liked you? Back then, you had a birthmark on your face. So he knew Xi'er was his child a long time ago, so he took the blame for you, right?"
An Tingyu couldn't find any words to refute An Donglin's words. She once thought that Jing Aotian blocked the arrow for her and risked his life for her because he really loved her, but now, she was actually confused.
Jing Aotian didn't seem to be lying to her, and his expression was sincere, but she couldn't tell what was true and what was false, whether it was their first time, or him taking the blame for her, or him saying he loved her.
Old Master An glanced at the silent An Tingyu with some concern, then glared at An Donglin, "You nagging son, why do you care so much about the affairs of young people?"
"But……"
"But what?" Old Master An glared at him again, "The child has grown up, let her handle some things on her own!"
Can't this idiot see that this girl is in a bad mood?
Wouldn't it bother her if he mentioned this to her? What a stupid son! He's not a qualified father.
Seeing the look in Old Man An's eyes, An Donglin finally realized that he had done something stupid. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this moment, An Tingyu said, "Grandpa, please don't blame Dad. He is doing this for my own good. In fact, I understand what you are saying, but... forget it, let me handle these things myself! Although you don't have freedom in the palace, don't think too much. Just think of it as rest. I will definitely take you home in a month."
After a while of chatting, An Tingyu was summoned by the Queen Mother.
Walking into the familiar palace, the first thing I saw was a table of delicious food, and then a woman with her face covered. Of course, the only woman with her face covered in the palace was the Queen Mother.
"Mother, what are you doing..." An Tingyu was somewhat confused about the Queen Mother's intention.
It was just after lunch, and dinner hadn't arrived yet. What did the Queen Mother mean by setting a table now? Could it be that she wanted to dine with her? But how could that be possible? The Queen Mother never removed her veil in front of others, so there was no way she was going to eat with her.
"I just heard that you entered the palace, so I had this table prepared. Xi'er has been sick for a month, and you've also been working hard for a month. Take this opportunity to catch up!"
Hearing this, An Tingyu wanted to yell, "Buy some pimples!" Why did everyone want to give her a boost whenever they saw her? She wasn't skinny, was she? If not, could they please stop treating her like a pig? She didn't want to become a pig in the future.
"Mother, I just had lunch at Grandpa's house, and Grandpa asked Sister Hong to make a lot of delicious food. I really can't eat anymore."
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