Shen Qiuyue's expression was slightly stiff, and she quickly restrained her sinister side and put on the innocent smile of the little girl, "Brother An is right, Brother Seven likes gentle and kind women."
"Then I will go to Prince Lie's Mansion to find him tomorrow."
Murong An smiled and said: "Well, then you go to bed early."
The woman looked ashamed and uneasy and pulled on his sleeve, "Brother An, do you blame me? Blame me for marrying Brother Seven instead of you."
Murong An narrowed his eyes slightly, "How could it be possible?! As long as you can be happy, I will be very happy."
Shen Qiuyue looked touched, "You are still the best, but the only person I like is Brother Qi."
"I'm sorry, Brother An."
"I have wanted to marry my seventh brother since I was a child. This has been my lifelong wish, but Feng Mingwei always wants to compete with me!"
Thinking of the past, Shen Jiaojiao's innocent eyes were filled with hatred, "Feng Mingwei is a bitch, she likes whatever I like."
"When I was little, I liked Prince Ming, and she wanted to like Prince Ming too. Later, I liked Brother Seven, and she wanted to like him too."
"You want to steal everything from me... Damn bitch, why aren't you dead yet?"
Her eyes showed fierceness, she pinched Murong An's arm, vented her anger, and then raised her eyes with a pitiful expression, "Brother An is the best, Murong Ming is also a ungrateful person, he really deserves to die. Wait until I get married. After giving it to Brother Qi, I will intercede for you and let you become King An."
Murong An's lips curved slightly, and his eyes were always so gentle when he looked at her, "Okay."
After finally coaxing the crazy woman to sleep, he had a chance to come out for some air.
After coming out of the house, I went to a remote corner and leaned against the wall to rest for a while.
"Don't move."
At this moment, a knife hung above his head, and a man in black appeared on the wall. His face was covered, but his eyes were as sharp as the tip of a knife staring at him.
"Don't talk, just follow me."
After Murong An made eye contact with him, she climbed over the wall and followed him.
We arrived at a secluded forest.
Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two people were stretched very long.
"You shouldn't have come..."
"Shut up!"
"Why did Murong An do this?"
"Are you worthy of my sister and Tang'er by doing this?" Zhou Yi grabbed his collar and roared in a low voice, wishing to kill him.
"Are you worthy of Lin'er?"
"Bastard thing!"
In the woods, Zhou Yi beat the man wildly and did not stop until he was tired.
"How is Lin'er? Have you grown taller after four years of absence?"
Zhou Yi looked at the man lying on the ground like mud, could he still laugh?
Anxiety, hatred, and disgust fill my heart.
"I thought you only had the woman Shen Qiuyue in your heart!"
"I didn't expect Prince An to know that he has a son!"
Murong An covered his chest and stood up, "Why did you come to the border town? Did your father ask you to assist in the negotiations between the two countries?"
Zhou Yi wished he could punch him again, "What I do in the border town has nothing to do with you."
"Let me tell you, Lin'er doesn't have a father like you."
"If you still have Lin'er as your son in your heart, then kill Shen Qiuyue, otherwise Lin'er will never forgive you in this life." After saying this, he turned around and left indifferently.
Murong An: "..."
It's quiet at night.
Zhou Yi returned to an inn.
"Uncle, have you gone to see your father?" An eighty-nine-year-old child was sitting on the bed. His expectant voice was heard as soon as he entered the door.
A pair of bright eyes stared at him, full of expectation, "Have your father mentioned me to you?"
Zhou Yi felt distressed when she saw the child. She cursed Murong An and Chen Qiuyue in her heart for not having a good death. She came over and touched the child's head, "I didn't go to see him. Lin'er should go to bed early. Let's go to Prince Lie's Mansion together tomorrow."
Murong Lin's eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were dull, as if the glittering gems were sprinkled with a layer of dust. After a long time, he slightly curled his lips and asked, "Does your father really not want me anymore?"
"No, he just has something to do..."
Zhou Yi couldn't bear to tell her child the truth, "Lin'er, we agreed before coming here that uncle will take you to the border town to see your aunt and little brother. Little sister, you have to make me obedient."
"Let's go to bed quickly."
"Don't think about those irrelevant people anymore. Follow uncle from now on. Uncle will take care of you."
"Um."
The child hid his disappointment, said no more, twitched the corners of his lips and lay down to sleep obediently.
But at this moment, the window was suddenly violently destroyed.
Zhou Yi glanced at it, his pupils dilated and he roared: "Lin'er, run quickly..."