MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 460 Prime Minister was killed

On the evening of the first day, An Rushuang confessed that everyone still invited the doctor back as the night before.

This time, she tried her best to aggravate the word ‘please’.

Everyone answered again and again.

The doctors also left one after another, so naturally they also made an appointment for the porridge soup on the second day.

When the crowd was gone, there was only one tall and thin young man left among the doctors. He looked at An Rushuang, his mouth cracked with a smile.

"Miss, how am I doing?"

An Rushuang couldn't help but smiled: "It's pretty good. If you don't, then go back with me. Isn't it already the lease term for your place? Don't live there anymore."

Ye Chengzhi was overjoyed, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, then I would rather respect my fate."

When he was caught here at first, he was still confused. Later, when he saw An Rushuang, his heart became clear.

Anyway, no matter what the eldest lady wants to do, he will give her full support.

If Hongyu was there, he would definitely pinch his ears to ask him to support this eldest lady. He would still be a little bit more interesting, saying that something good would happen!

Just like now...

Thinking about this, Ye Chengzhi grinned, and happily followed An Rushuang to settle down.

But now that he settles down, An Yipei is sitting in the main seat with a cold face, An's is waiting, sitting aside, looking very restrained and uneasy.

She looked at Hong Yu from time to time, Hong Yu shook her head with a bitter face.

It was said that she would be back at dusk, but as soon as it was late at night, she just wanted to hide it in her heart, and couldn't help it.

Moreover, the two little guys didn't see their mother for a day, and they were aggrieved. They just coaxed to sleep.

The girl is really too much this time...

An Rushuang still didn't know that there was a grand feast waiting for her in her home. She still thought it would be solid enough to hide the An family...

After waiting to enter the door, he saw that the courtyard was bright, and the smile on An Rushuang's face couldn't help but constrict.

I thought to myself—it seemed to be exposed.

Mo Zhu was waiting for An Rushuang at the door. He couldn't help but looked complicated when he saw her, and said with a wry smile: "Girl...The old lady is waiting for you!"

An Rushuang turned to look at Mo Zhu, and asked in a low voice, "But are you angry?"

Mo Zhu nodded heavily, not only angry, but also very angry.

"Eh!"

An Rushuang looked at Ye Chengzhi behind him, then turned to look at Mo Zhu, and said in a deep voice: "Sister Mo Zhu, first find a place for Dr. Ye to stay, and it will be in my yard."

This kind of Hongmen feast, let Ye Chengzhi accompany her to suffer.

Mo Zhu was quite difficult: "Girl, your courtyard is full of pampers, how can you..."

An Rushuang waved his hand indifferently and said, "I invited Dr. Ye to show Brother Nian and Heping. You don’t care so much. You can give him to Mother Liu. Let Mother Liu arrange for him. It's not that I haven't lived in our house."

But settling down is also different now!

Mo Zhu wanted to say something. Seeing An Rushuang's persistence, he could only respond and took Ye Chengzhi to the east courtyard.

An Rushuang looked at the room in front of him, but he let out a long sigh, and strode into the brightly lit room.

When I got into the house, I saw everyone looking at me with sympathetic eyes. The first sympathetic eyes came from her beloved mother, Anshi.

An's really wanted to protect this girl, but it was really powerless.

Now that there is no official position in him, Qing Rong has moved out to live alone again. He is simply and organized.

An Yipei was idle all day long, all her effort fell on this eldest daughter who had two children but was not married.

An Rushuang walked into the door slowly, her head slightly lowered, as if she knew what was wrong.

Seeing her like this, An Yipei's anger faded slightly, but today's things cannot just pass away.

Thinking like this, he slammed the table and said loudly: "Where have you been?!"

An Rushuang clasped her hands tightly, adhering to the principle of not raising her head, and muttered, "I'm going to cook porridge."

Porridge?

How could An Yipei be so angry if it's just porridge!

He slapped the table a few times, then asked with a sneer, "Just porridge?"

An Rushuang didn't know what he knew, and Mo Zhu didn't remind her. Now if he admits the mistake, wouldn't it be more trouble to the upper body?

Thinking about it this way, she dropped her head and said nothing, trying her best to be a muffled singer.

And An Yipei looked at her like this, thinking she knew she was wrong, and shouted: "You are not allowed to go to the county guard house in the future, understand?"

An Rushuang raised her eyebrows, it turned out to be this...

Anyway, what should be explained has now been explained in the county guard's house. An Rushuang nodded and said: "Yes, daddy."

If she can’t get through the rest of the matter, Meng Li can still do it...

An Yipei was very satisfied with An Rushuang's attitude of admitting mistakes, but now he couldn't show it on his face, so he still gave a sullen face.

He also taught his children with heart and soul: "Father, this is for your own good..."

Barabala said a lot, An Rushuang nodded her head again and again, only hearing a word in her ear.

"Do you understand it?!"

An Rushuang stood up straight and said loudly, "Understood, father!"

But she didn't know what she understood.

When I looked up, I saw Hongyu staring at herself in surprise, and her own mother looked at her in surprise.

"You... Shuang'er, you really... really figured it out?"

Seeing her look confused, An's promptly reminded: "We are going to Northland in five days. Do you want to talk to him about something..."

"what?"

An Rushuang frowned, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly. He turned to look at his father: "Go to the Northland?! Our ancestors were all in Nanqi, why are we going to the Northland?"

Didn't her father say that he would die in Nanqi? How can you ignore your ancestors now?

An Yipei frowned, but still told her clearly: "I met someone outside today..."

He sighed deeply and whispered: "I was my former classmate."

An Rushuang asked puzzledly: "So what?"

An Yipei tightly grasped the handle of the sandalwood chair, the knuckles were all bluish white, and one could see the anger in his heart at a glance.

Or maybe, it's sadness.

After a while, he said solemnly: "He is on his way to the east, and I asked him why he had to leave his hometown. He said that he no longer has any nostalgia for Nanqi. The emperor is stupid and tyrannical, and the traitor is in charge, but the loyal minister is miserable. Slaughter, Nanqi today is already precarious."

An Rushuang asked in a deep voice, "It's...who was killed?"

"The current prime minister."