When Xu Qinghuan heard the shouts outside, he couldn't help but froze. His nose was uncontrollably sore, and his vision was blurry. He almost forgot that there was anyone in the room, so he turned around and walked outside.
When she was just reborn, she was stunned when she saw her mother, thinking that everything was fake. Her mother thought she was sick and called her softly for a long time. Then she hugged her mother tightly and cried like a child.
When she was in Fengxiang, she was afraid that what happened in her previous life would happen again. If she missed the moment of family reunion again, what would happen even if she was reborn?
A familiar face appeared in front of her, just like the moment she saw her mother, her tears flowed down involuntarily.
After so many years, she can still return to the past and stand together as a family again.
God was so kind to her. All the memories from childhood to adulthood came to mind. Even if the fire burned her ten times, it was worth it in exchange for a moment of reunion.
Seeing her father's kind and smiling face, she suddenly became nervous, pushed away the person standing between the father and daughter, and strode up to her.
"What's going on? Did you feel wronged along the way? You two should not have been allowed to go to Fengxiang."
Her father's tall figure stopped in front of her and stretched out a big hand to gently pat her back.
She recalled that time when her father put her on his shoulders and took the whole family out to watch the lanterns. When she lowered her head, she could see her mother smiling and her brother making faces at her.
Her mother was worried about her poor appetite and never allowed her to eat outside. So her brother secretly fed her the candy he bought. When her mother found out, she had tears in her face. Even if she managed to cope with it, when she turned around she would eat it again.
Open your mouth to your brother.
She still remembers the taste of the syrup.
The tears flowed to my lips, and they turned out to be sweet.
Although my father has not led an army for a long time, he still insists on practicing boxing and kicking every day. Naturally, he is not unfamiliar with riding and shooting. He stands there with his back straight and his body still has the unique demeanor of a military commander.
"My daughter has not suffered any injustice. She just misses her father a little."
If she doesn't speak anymore, I'm afraid her father, who is eager to protect his daughter, will take out his temper on others.
Hearing what his daughter said, An Yihou still glanced at his son who was pushed aside with doubt. After being away from the capital for so long, his daughter seemed to have grown up a lot and seemed more sensible than usual. However, this unscrupulous son became more and more lively.
As he was going back, the corners of An Yihou's eyes twitched and his expression turned ugly.
Just as the father and son looked at each other and before any sparks broke out, Mrs. An Yihou appeared at the right moment, and the frost on An Yihou's face immediately seemed to have been blown away by the wind: "Suying, thank you for your hard work along the way.
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As he spoke, he ignored the people around him and stepped forward to hold his wife's hand.
Mrs. An Yihou's face immediately turned red, and she complained: "Didn't we tell someone to go back? We will go straight home. It would be fine if the Marquis was waiting for us at the house. Why did he come to greet us?"
An Yihou said: "I just finished my work... I have to wait another day in the mansion..."
"Master Hou hasn't eaten yet," Mrs. An Yihou ordered her mother beside her, "go and prepare it quickly."
An Yihou did not refuse. He was very satisfied with his wife and children surrounding him. When his eyes fell on the room behind Xu Qinghuan, he frowned slightly and looked at Xu Qingan: "Did you ask when you moved in?
What kind of guests are staying here?"
"I asked," Xu Qing'an said, "My mother and sister can live here with peace of mind. The rooms above are reserved for women's families, and no outsiders will come in."
An Yihou pointed behind Xu Qinghuan: "Where is that room?"
"It's for my sister."
The door is closed and the lights are on in the room.
Xu Qinghuan suddenly remembered that Song Chengxuan was still inside.
Why did her father suddenly pay attention to her house? She met Song Chengxuan in private. Only her brother and the people around her knew about it, and she had not reported it to her parents. If she was bumped into like this, she seemed to have to spend a lot of effort to explain.
Xu Qinghuan was about to step forward and hold An Yihou's arm, but An Yihou walked towards the room.
Song Chengxuan sat on a chair and witnessed the reunion of Anyihou's family.
What rang in his ears was the footsteps of Marquis An Yi.
His steps were brisk and powerful, which showed that his kung fu was still very solid. Although the door of this room was closed, he could still vaguely see the figure of An Yihou through the small diamond window.
Marquis Anyi comforted his daughter softly, and the family was so happy.
This atmosphere was incompatible with him.
Song Chengxuan couldn't help but clenched his hands slightly. He heard the sound of fighting in his ears, his eyes were blood red, a sword passed through his body, and he still clearly remembered the biting chill.
When dreaming back in the middle of the night, he would often be awakened by the pain in his memory. He had suffered so many injuries so far, but none of them had the pain of that time.
Song Chengxuan stood up and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he was about to pull out the sharp blade. His eyes were cold and unyielding.
But in the end he let go of his hand, turned around and walked towards the window.
An Yihou opened the door. The room was empty except for a lamp on the table.
The window was open, and a cold breeze blew in from outside.
Seeing that no one was in the room, Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The windows are not closed properly," said Marquis An Yi. "What if the wind catches the wind?"
Upon seeing this, Feng Chu quickly walked in and closed the window tightly.
"They are all very good." An Yihou looked at his wife and daughter again and again, and looked at the steward, servants, maids, and the arrogant fat bird around him, and then sat down firmly, "I have long thought
I went to Fengxiang to pick you up, but I didn't expect that something happened to Su Huai, and the unfounded charges were suppressed. Fortunately, King Jian was involved in it. It was originally a matter of catching wind and shadow, but the charges went away as quickly as they came."
Speaking of this, An Yihou showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "Now that the tax money has been found and the documents have arrived in the capital, King Jian took them into the palace and had Su Huai released without delay for a day. The Metropolitan Procuratorate also returned
If you want to cause trouble, let King Jian speak back with a few words, and the people who came to the capital to appeal for Su Huai's grievances have also dispersed. It's all in danger."
Madam Hou An Yi said: "Thinking about Fengxiang's incident, I am still scared to this day. Lord Hou, you were almost implicated in it."
An Yihou didn't know the inside story. Seeing his beloved wife's eyes turning red, he felt even softer in his heart: "Well, it's not okay now. I didn't expect that the second and third brothers in the clan had harbored evil intentions for a long time... Now it's finally over.
The settlement is clear..."
"Whether it has ended or not, I don't know yet." Mrs. An Yihou looked at Xu Qinghuan.
Xu Qinghuan nodded: "Father, the whole case is not that simple. Whether it is Fengxiang's case or the spies of the Guangping Marquis Mansion, I think there are many details that are still unclear." Even if the most suspected person now is Wang Yun
, but she believes that Wang Yun alone cannot make such a layout.
Maybe at the end of the investigation, we will find that even Wang Yun was a chess piece.
When the Marquis of Guangping was mentioned, Anyihou's face became heavy: "The Marquis of Guangping was left in the capital, waiting for the case to be concluded. I am afraid that the military power in the northwest will be handed over to others."
"Ah," Mrs. Anyihou was a little surprised, "Guangpinghou has been in the northwest for so many years, and he has worked hard without any credit."
"Mrs. Marquis Guangping is a spy. Not to mention that the emperor no longer wants to trust Marquis Guangping. Officials who have always been at odds with Marquis Guangping also took the opportunity to make a fuss about this matter. Everyone blamed her. Poor Guangping Marquis."
It's not appropriate to say these things too much in the inn.
The family talked about their daily routine for a while, and then Marquis An Yi remembered his son who had been left aside: "Have you caused any trouble?"
In the spirit of not deceiving his father, Xu Qingan nodded.
An Yihou's face showed the calm before the storm, and he almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Do you know whether to repent?"
Xu Qingan nodded, but soon he shook his head unconsciously.
What does he want to change?
Seeing An Yihou standing up like a lion, Xu Qing'an said in a panic: "Dad, Mom scared you."
While An Yihou went to see his beloved wife, Xu Qingan slipped away against the wall like a paper man.
"Don't teach your children outside."
An Yihou silently recited the magic spell three times and returned to normal. He looked at his beloved wife with a guilty look on his face: "I gave birth to an unworthy child. You calm down and I will rub your feet."
Lying on the bed with his beloved wife beside him, An Yihou felt that his hanging heart had finally dropped, but he couldn't help but think of the court situation again.
Mrs. Anyi Hou said: "I heard in Fengxiang that Marquis Guangping came to Beijing to ask for Qing Huan's marriage, and I felt a little anxious."
An Yihou said: "You are not at home, how could I agree?"
"Thanks to you for not responding, the Prince of Guangping is probably in bad luck. These years... the Great Zhou Dynasty has been in chaos, I'm really afraid." Mrs. An Yihou said, clenching An Yihou's arm and leaning her head against it.
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"Speaking of Qing Huan's marriage," An Yihou sighed, "We had already engaged her back then. I really liked that child...
If that incident hadn't happened, and if everything was fine, we might have already been preparing a dowry for Qing Huan."
Mrs. An Yihou clearly felt that An Yihou's arms were shaking slightly, and she squeezed An Yihou tightly.