"Silly girl, how can you be so easily deceived?" Pang Yi felt sweet and warm in his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch Xiao An's nose and said with a smile, "If I were you, I would force the other party to give me a mountain of gold, so as not to let down this handsome face of mine."
"But in my eyes, no matter how much gold and silver there is, it is not as reliable as someone like you who knows how to be kind and considerate." Xiao An raised her head and looked at Pang Yi with a gentle smile. She also reached out and tapped Pang Yi, saying, "If I were you, I would not be easily fooled by the tears of this arrogant and arrogant girl from the capital. I would force her to confess her intentions to me pitifully."
"How can I bear to do that?" Pang Yi couldn't help laughing. He held Xiao An's face with both hands and kissed her again and again. "In this life, I am not afraid of anything except your tears."
"Look at what you have achieved. How can you be a minister of the Ministry of War?" Xiao An laughed and put her arms around Pang Yi's waist.
"As long as you enter the family, you are no longer the Minister of War, but just your husband," Pang Yi said softly, kissing Xiao An's forehead, and said, "Even the boy in the backyard can't compare to you."
Xiao An lay in the man's arms and smiled silently at his dark chin.
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After Pang Yi went to attend the morning court, Xiao An went back to the backyard to coax Xiao Nianqin for a while, fed the child, and then went out wearing a white fox cloak. This white fox cloak was sent by Mei Ya who came to the palace a few days ago. It was said that the fur had just been sent from Kyakhta. Mei Ya quickly ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make it, and Xiao An and Gu Qingtong both got a share.
Xiao An first went to Baiweizhai to buy some cakes that Gu Qingtong liked. When she came out talking to the maid, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if someone was staring at her. She stopped and looked around. Sure enough, behind the pillars at the entrance of Baiweizhai, there was an old man in brocade robe, looking at her with tears in his eyes and disbelief.
Xiao An was stared at by that kind of gaze, and suddenly felt a chill all over her body. She turned her head to the maid and said, "Dongmei, you go back home first. I will go back by myself later."
"Madam, aren't you going to the Qin Mansion to meet Madam Qin today?" Dongmei looked surprised.
"Let's go another day," said Xiao An, "You go back first, I will go back later."
"Yes, then I will go back first." Dongmei looked at Xiao An's expression and did not dare to ask more questions. She got on the carriage and told the coachman to drive back home first.
Xiao An walked straight towards a teahouse across the street. There were not many people in the teahouse at that time. Under the guidance of the waiter, Xiao An went up to the second floor and entered a private room facing the street. She sat by the window, looking down at the old man in brocade robe. He looked at her timidly, and then walked towards the teahouse hurriedly. Sure enough, after a while, Xiao An heard a knock on the door.
"Madam, there is a guest who says he is an old acquaintance of yours and wants to come in and chat with you." The waiter's voice came in from outside.
Old acquaintance?
Isn’t it an old acquaintance?
Xiao An curled her lips in a sarcastic tone, took a sip of the orange-red and bitter Pu'er tea, and said to the person outside the door indifferently: "Let him in."
"I know!"
With the sound of a door opening, the old man who had been following Xiao An staggered into the private room. As soon as he saw Xiao An's face, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking violently. Even so, he did not forget to close the door. He walked towards Xiao An with a trembling step, his dim eyes full of tears. He looked at Xiao An's face, which was getting closer and clearer, through this layer of mist. Finally, he walked in front of Xiao An and finally called out with a tearful voice: "Lin'er, is... is it you?"
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