When Ruan Qingcheng heard An Ning's words, her body was about to fall down in shock. She covered her chest and gasped, her face turned blue and purple, as if she couldn't breathe.

Not good! Convulsions!

An Ning immediately stood up and stroked her back to comfort her while comforting her. After a while, An Ning finally let go of her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief and handed Ruan Qingcheng a cup of tea for her to suppress her, "Miss Ruan, is it okay."

Ruan Qingcheng burst into tears, with hatred in his eyes, and a slightly anxious breathing in her chest. She gritted her teeth and said, "If this is true, then will my time be...?"

Recognize the thief as his father.

An Ning frowned and held her hand hard, "Let's work together to find out this matter."

Ruan Qingcheng fell on the table with his upper body closed and nodded.

An Ning waited for her to get better before he spoke slowly, "Miss Ruan, I will investigate this matter. Now, are you going to leave or stay?"

Ruan Qingcheng said without hesitation: "Stay. I trust the girl. Although I don't know why the girl helped me, this move must be for the prince. I will be a useful person for the girl and clear my father's grievances." Speaking of the last four words, I was already gritting my teeth.

Ruan Qingcheng slowly raised his body and picked up the fragments on the table and touched the sharp part. "After all, the girl is right. Even if I smash it, I will tear a hole like this fragment."

She stood up, with respect and determination in her eyes, "Please ask the girl."

An Ning sighed lightly and nodded.

Everything is clear. Ye Qingcheng in his previous life probably knew the prince in this way. The author probably arranged a script of abuse. But later, probably because of the power of the plot and the halo of the male protagonist, he turned a person who wanted to take revenge into someone's white moonlight and love brain. Even if the whole family was slaughtered, he still loved it very much. In the author's eyes, love is supreme.

Now that she is here, this will never happen again.

An Ning said with a farewell: "It's getting late, I'll say goodbye first, Miss Ruan."

The wind blows, the fallen leaves roll, and when people walk by, the silence here returns to the place, as if no one has ever come.

Finally, there was only one sentence, "You can trust me, because helping you is helping me."

She finally wants to awaken them.

Ruan Qingcheng looked at An Ning's departure back, and his dead eyes were lit up, "I believe."

Sometimes I don’t ask why, just ask intuition.

After An Ning returned to the general's mansion, he asked Xiao Jue to check the original details again and not to be missed.

And tomorrow's big show is about to begin, so it's better to catch fish in the muddy waters.

Canglan, are you ready to take the call?

The next day

"Miss, as you told me, Madam will set out now and you will be able to arrive at the temple at about noon." Xiao Jue replied respectfully.

An Ning nodded.

There is a big show today, and my mother still loses her eyes.

It was almost noon, and it was the time when the streets were crowded.

"Miss, Miss, it's not good!" An Ning heard the sound of the moon from afar in the study.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Yuese didn't even knock on the door, but she ran to An Ning, who was grinding in the study, stood at the door and held the door frame and anxiously said, "Miss, it's not good, no, there's a woman kneeling outside the door, saying that she and the prince are in love..." Yuese's words were not even smooth.

An Ning's grinding hands did not stop for a moment, and her eyelids never raised her eyes.

"She also said, begging the lady to help her and the prince..." Yuese gasped while talking. After saying that, she swallowed and blinked twice, waiting for her lady to react.

After a while, her lady... didn't respond...

Yue Se was crying but not crying, "Miss... There were so many people around the door just now, and there must be more now."

An Ning put down the ink strips and slowly looked up, just looking at the yellowed leaves floating in from outside. Autumn is the season of fallen leaves, and her tone was like the bleakness of the autumn wind without any slight slightest, "Well, go and have a look."

In another quarter of an hour, the prince will probably be coming soon. This time, I chose this very good time.

An Ning walked to the gate of the general's mansion and saw a woman with white clothes fluttering, a hairpin on her head, a hairpin with a hairpin on her head, and a dusty temperament kneeling there. If you describe it in one word, it would be beauty, a weak willow to support the wind, and a soft posture, like a magnolia that was just falling down. There were two tears on her face, and her eyes were red. No matter who saw it, she couldn't bear to kneel here.

When the woman saw An Ning, she immediately knelt forward and walked two steps to approach An Ning. Her eyes were filled with transparent tears, her brows were slightly frowning, and her voice begged with endless pain: "Ms. An, I am in love with the prince, please give me a place to sit." After saying that, she immediately kowtowed to the ground without feeling pain, "Ms. An, please give me a place to sit, please give me a place to sit."

An Ning covered her chest and took two steps back, as if she was disbelief. She widened her eyes and said anxiously: "Girl, you..." She turned her head slightly, as if she was heartbroken and dared not watch this scene again.

Passers-by were talking about it all around.

"Didn't the emperor issued an order to marry Miss An and the Prince? Didn't this woman suddenly appear and hit Miss An in the face?"

"Hey, I see that she looks familiar. This woman seems to have been to the Prince's Mansion early in the morning. I'm afraid she has an affair with the Prince."

"The princess hasn't entered the door yet, so this is too undecent."

"Can Miss An not even tolerate the position of a concubine, and is jealous, what will happen in the future?"

···

Just as the people were talking in a hot mood, an urgent and strong male voice suddenly came from behind, with a little concern.

"Surprising!"

Everyone looked back in the voice and saw a group of guards pushing away the crowd, revealing a man wearing black python pattern. His face was handsome, his face was angular, and his eyes were a little anxious and sharp. He pursed his thin lips slightly, his brows frowned, and his feet were steadily as if they were flying.

Who is this the prince?

Canglan quickly walked to the woman and helped her up as soon as possible, with a sense of care in her eyes, but seeing the woman's hair so messy and embarrassed, she had a little disbelief in her eyes. His tone was stern and a little breathing, and his voice raised his accusation: "Qingcheng, what are you doing?"

"Your Highness." The woman named Qingcheng immediately leaned on the prince, crying heartbrokenly, like a withered and beautiful flower, and was filled with despair: "Your Highness, Qingcheng is staying by Your Highness for more than a year, and has never said anything, but Your Highness knows why, do you come to the prince's mansion this morning to ask Your Highness to give Qingcheng a title?"
Chapter completed!