Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

It was noon when Anxia and the others returned to the hotel that had been arranged earlier.

Driving from the beach to the city, I encountered traffic jams on the road again, and it took two hours to get to the hotel.

Each other, An Qian's private plane just landed.

Emory Ann once again contacted his favorite little daughter, An Qian.

"Tomorrow, I hope you can communicate with Ambassador Xia Guo elegantly, An Qian, this is the only request I have of you now, don't let me down again, understand?"

In fact, An Qian doesn't care about the communication with Ambassador Xia Guo tomorrow.

What she cares more about is that her father has to find the girl from Xia Guo who is very similar to An Xia and even has the same name.

"Of course, Dad, I know how to do it. Please believe me, as you did before, okay? I will do it well and won't let you down."

Her mouth agreed indiscriminately, and she kept tapping her fingers to tell the people around her that she was very impatient at this time.

She didn't want to talk to her father, Emory Ann, unless she told her that he had dealt with the girl from the Xia Kingdom.

Emory Ann no longer believed the words of her youngest daughter An Qian. Her perfunctory expression was too obvious, and her face gradually became cold.

He thought, he really did something wrong.

The youngest daughter, An Qian, is not suitable to be the Lord of the Empire at all.

She didn't have the ability to lead the Imperial Domain to a more brilliant future, and she didn't have the vision to reassure everyone.

Over the years, not only did she not make herself stronger, but she exposed more and more of her shortcomings.

And as a father, he sees it clearly.

Last night he was thinking on the plane whether An Qian could surpass his eldest daughter An Xia.

He thought about it for a night, kept making excuses for An Qian, and kept convincing himself that An Qian was also his daughter. As long as he taught her a few more years, he would definitely surpass his eldest daughter, An Xia.

Continued to persuade, in the end, was constantly denied.

Yes.

He must admit a fact, a very cruel fact: An Qian is not as good as An Xia.

Very very bad!

Emory Ann, who was sitting by the window, raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, and when she spoke again, there was an old voice in her voice, "I don't need to understand what you said, An Qian, I need you to understand in your heart. ."

"You must understand that the Imperial Domain is now not as good as before. Because of your many stupid behaviors, the loyalty of the Wenthyr family has been greatly reduced, and other families must be the same!"

"Do you understand? An Qian."

An Qian didn't speak, the impatience on her face approached and she wanted to yell back, "Daddy, give me some time, okay? Trust me, I will definitely get Wenthyr."

"I will definitely make the Imperial Domain better and better. As long as I am here, the Imperial Domain will definitely get better and better. Please, trust me, okay?"

Listen, she didn't understand what he was talking about at all.

His point is that those families who support the imperial domain, their loyalty has gone wrong!

And An Qian hadn't seen it clearly until now. This was the part that gave him the most headache.

Otherwise, why did he have to make An Qian marry the current Earl of Venthyr?

As long as they become husband and wife and the two families sit on the same boat, Count Venthyr will naturally continue to be loyal to the Imperial Domain.

After they have a child, the Imperial Domain and the Wenthyr family will definitely nurture them well so that the child will become the new Lord of the Imperial Domain.

Only in this way, the imperial domain can stand upright! "

Emory Ann was very tired and continued to talk to An Qian with her eyes closed: "You didn't understand, An Qian, I'm really disappointed. You still haven't understood what I want to tell you."