"Confused!" An Jingcheng looked at An Baohua like that and couldn't help but continue to scold her. This little daughter was not raised crooked after all. She was too simple and didn't understand anything before, but now she has grown up and is much more sensible.
But he is still too kind.
An Jingcheng sighed: "I asked someone to arrange a room for you to stay in first. Remember, when you see An Yihua in the future, even if she dies in front of you, pretend you didn't see her. With a sister like that,
Even if you have ten lives, you won’t be able to trick her!”
He, An Jingcheng, had been upright and upright throughout his life, so why did he give birth to a daughter who was worse than a beast!
An Baohua nodded, if she continued to care about An Yihua, she would really die.
She has been tricked once or twice, and if there is a third time, it can only be because she is stupid!
An Jingcheng found someone to take An Baohua out first. Things were really unpredictable. If he had cruelly strangled An Yihua to death at that time, there would probably not be so many things that happened later. Speaking of which, he was also responsible.
Thinking about Bao'er, he really couldn't bear it. Why did he meet such a sister?
He once said that he wanted to find a good home for Bao'er, but he had been busy with the war and hadn't paid attention to it. It seemed that he had to check it out when he had time. He couldn't let her go on like this alone until he met An Yi next time.
Hua, there was no one who could make up her mind, so she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, and she would still be fooled.
At this moment, An Yong stepped forward and asked, "Master, do you still want to send someone to find Miss Eight?"
An Jingcheng was furious: "Look! Why don't you look for her! If you find her, I will strangle her to death with my own hands this time! This will save her from harming others again!"
It just pissed him off!
"Yes." An Yong agreed, and then hesitantly said: "Master, Miss Ten, do you want to find someone to enlighten her? I see that Miss Ten has been hit hard this time. She is still young.
Could it be that you can’t think about it?”
An Jingcheng looked at An Yong, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked: "An Yong, are you 26 this year?"
An Yong didn't understand why An Jingcheng would ask him this question, so he nodded: "This subordinate is twenty-six years old."
An Jingcheng thought for a while: "Although you are a little older, you have been with me for ten years. You are calm and reliable, and you have won my heart. An Yong, I will betroth Bao'er to you.
how?"
An Yong was dumbfounded. He knelt down violently, his face turned red from suppressing it. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Subordinate, subordinate, no, I don't dare to climb high."
Are you kidding me? Well, that is the master’s biological daughter! Even if she is a concubine, she is still the daughter of the prince’s family! He, he is just a guard... It’s the master’s grace that he can have the opportunity to marry someone in this life
Wife, if the master doesn't say anything, then he will be his lifelong guard... How dare you have such thoughts!
An Jingcheng's face darkened: "Do you disagree?"
An Yong's face turned even redder, and he couldn't even finish his words: "Subordinate, subordinate..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Jingcheng, who sighed: "You also know that Bao'er was framed by her confused sister before. If you dislike her because of this, I won't force you.
Then let's forget about it! Just pretend that I didn't say anything. Although she is not to blame for this matter, she will always have to bear the consequences. You should also get up, you know my temper, and I will not force others to do anything.
Yes. You don’t need to take what I say today to heart.”