Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

However, at this time, the woman had not yet entered her home, and it was not irretrievable. She looked at Mozhu and raised her eyebrows slightly: "You know, where are the mother and daughter?

Is it? "

Looking at these cold black eyes like glass beads, somehow, Mozhu subconsciously said: "Changting Pavilion ..."

"Miss, what are you asking about this? Good lady, quickly forget today's words, this is not what you can hear." So, pulling An Rushuang's sleeves, he looked like he could not regret it.

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An Rushuang played with her powdery nails and cocked her lips, perfunctoryly, "It's just curiosity ..."

She did n’t know long before she got the capital in the last life, but the mother and daughter were connected to the house, but they did n’t know that before they came to the house, they lived in the Changting Pavilion.

Although Changting Pavilion is not worth a lot of money, it is also the first elegant place in the capital, and the daily expenses are naturally indispensable.

She murmured: "Oh, my father is really generous."

Mo Zhu froze slightly, and then wanted to say something, but saw that her own lady had opened the curtain and walked in.

A smile was innocent, and the cold feeling of the talent was no longer seen.

"Mo Zhu said that father and mother have issues to discuss. What's the matter between father and mother? Why can't Shuanger listen? Could my brother be back?"

Mo Zhu lip smiled, Miss really asked this question.

In this home, in addition to the old lady who is still packing in Mohe, the eldest son is the most feared person in the master's heart.

The master was a civilian, but the son was a martial artist from an early age. He was gifted and entered the barracks at the age of 14. After returning one year after that, the last time I saw the son-in-law, it was the son-in-law who became the Eighth Captain.

One of the captains of Yueqi, will return to Beijing this year.

Speaking of the current scenery of the master, he is also inseparable from his son. However, the son of the son is upright, and the master wants to accept it and must consider it.

An's head turned to look at the door, and saw a figure, Ting Tingting, in a plain white dress, with ice skin and jade skin, with eyebrows hidden under the eyebrows, and a slight shame between the cherry lips

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Anshi smiled and spoiled her: "How many times have I taught you, such a big girl's house, still do not understand any rules." Her voice was dumb, I wonder if it was just crying

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An Rushuang had mixed feelings in her heart and could not tell what kind of feeling it was. At this moment, the smile before the mother went to death was repeated in front of her eyes ...

She was so tight in her heart that she hurried over and rushed directly into An's arms. "Mother!"

An's heart was gloomy. When she saw her daughter, she was better after all. She took her daughter in her arms, but felt that her chest was damp and hot, and a thought flashed in her heart—might she know

Is it?

I saw the little man in my arms holding a pair of tears and grieved, "Mother, Shuanger had a nightmare last night ..."

An Yipei was so upset that she couldn't help crying or laughing when she heard the words, and her emotions were wiped out.

"Shuang Er is a big girl who is about to be timid. Why did she have a nightmare, and she came to her father and mother to cry in the morning!"

That being said, An Rushuang couldn't help lowering his head. After a while, he looked up at his father.

"Daddy, Shuanger also has a way to not have nightmares."

An Yipei couldn't help laughing, "You talk about it, is there any way?"

"As long as Dad lets Shuanger practice martial arts and learn medicine! Shuanger will not have nightmares!"

Her bright eyes were like stars, staring straight at An Yipei.

An Yipei suddenly said: "Why?"

"When you are as strong as your brother, Shuanger will not be afraid of anything!"

An Rushuang smiled slightly in front of his eyes, like a burning red plum.

An Yipei chuckled and reached out and touched her bun. It was not true, but perfunctory: "You are still young now, and I'll talk about it later, eat first."

An Rushuang watched the scene and responded obediently. Knowing this doesn't happen overnight.

During the meal, the three took a seat together. She was next to her mother, and she had a dog skin plaster. She swallowed the straw for a long time. Now she looked at the delicate dishes on the table and couldn't bear it.

Look away.

Seeing her love of food, Anshi pinched her for three times, but left her husband alone aside ...

It is in use, and the voice of Mo Zhu from the outside is faintly heard. Maybe it has been a horse, and the ears are very good.

"Mozhu, who is outside?"

She opened her mouth, and saw Mo Zhu's face showing joy, coming in from the outside.

"Return to Mrs. Grandma, girl, it is the concierge, the second prince handed a post, saying that he would come to visit today at an old age!"

Hearing this person, several people could not help but be silent.

Mo Zhu probably thought it would be a good thing to be close to the prince, but in An Rushuang's view, Dad should now avoid this second prince. He has just been promoted and entered the capital.

It is absolutely necessary to have a close personal relationship with the prince.

However, now that you have entered this big dye tank, how easy is it to want to be alone?

"Isn't the second prince here yesterday? Is there an appointment with my father?"

An Yipei also couldn't understand. With a lot of thought in his eyes, he slowly said, "He asked me some questions yesterday, but he couldn't talk about anything, but he talked very well and wanted to visit in another day ...

... "

The two looked at each other, frowned slightly, and both had some headaches for the second prince.

All the princes have not achieved the crown, and this secret and partisan dispute is clearly known to all the ministers.

The prince is now ill, relying on the rare soup medicine, the second prince bears the brunt, the third prince and the fourth prince are twins, but they have no interest in politics. They hunt and hunt on horses all day.

If the prince is still young this year, it is not mentioned.

Seeing Dad's frowns and tightness, she couldn't help but slightly lip, and laughed indifferently in her heart.

"What happened to Dad? The second prince is here to visit, shall we meet or not?"

Word by word, she said very clearly, a pair of clear eyes looked at An Yipei.

She naturally knew her father's anxiety at this time, but her father had a big disadvantage in his life.