章節 16: Please fix the date of marriage
After hearing Shangguan Yong's request, the Emperor once again thought of An Jin's figure. The Emperor's harem did not lack beautiful beauties like the flowers. However, there were not many beauties as beautiful as An Jin.
The Emperor looked at Shangguan Yong, the valiant general in front of them. Originally, a beauty was a beauty when paired with a hero, but it was a pity that such a beauty like An Jin. Shizong sighed in his heart.
Shangguan Yong did not have the courage to speak for a long time, and only dared to look up at the Emperor.
He shook his head and said to Shangguan Yong: "I've given you my permission, you don't need to wait for another month. You can marry the second young miss of the An clan on the day you choose."
Shangguan Yong was satisfied with Emperor Shi Zong's words, he quickly kowtowed to thank the Emperor and said: "Thank you for your grace Your Majesty."
"Let's go." After the Emperor had allowed Shangguan Yong to leave, his mood seemed to have worsened. He watched as the imperial guards brought his horse over, then mounted his horse and said to the officials beside him, "Today's matter has really displeased me and the rest of the officials. However, it concerns the reputation of a woman.
The civil and military officials who were following beside the Shizong hurriedly cupped their hands and bowed, "This official obeys the decree."
Grand Preceptor Xie rode his horse away, not even sparing a glance at Grand Preceptor An as he kneeled on the ground.
Grand Preceptor An knelt on the ground. He couldn't even stand up after a few moments, but he was eventually helped up by two servants in the estate. After being led into the estate by a servant, Grand Preceptor An took a deep breath, his voice trembling as he instructed the servants, "Close the gates!"
The Residence of An had been closed all day, causing a flurry of discussion among the passersby as they walked past the entrance. Since the Residence of An had always been crowded, when had it ever closed so early?
By the time Grand Preceptor An walked back to the garden, the fury in his heart had already been suppressed. Now that the incident had occurred, he could only let the servants in the estate watch the show, which would do no good.
"S-old master," née Qin stood up when she saw Grand Preceptor An walk into the garden.
"Hmph," Grand Preceptor An gave a cold snort.
With Grand Preceptor An's snort, An Jinge didn't dare to cry anymore. She half sat on the ground, the makeup on her face dyed black by her tears.
"Father!" An Yuanzhi wasn't afraid of Grand Preceptor An, as he had been neglected in this mansion since he was young. Aside from his own mother and now An Jinxiu, the rest of the people here weren't his family. "This isn't my sister's fault!" An Yuanzhi said Grand Preceptor An.
"Yuan Zhi, shut up." An Jinxiu pulled An Yuanzhi along as she stood in front of An Yuanzhi. Before she could plan for An Yuanzhi's future, she couldn't let this little brother of hers recruit her father's loathing. "It was this daughter's fault, "An Jinxiu apologized to Grand Preceptor An." This daughter didn't know that important guests would come to our home today. If daughter knew … "
"You can go with Yuan Zhi," Grand Preceptor An waved his hand at her. "Go see your Lady Xiu."
"Yes, father." An Jin bowed towards Grand Preceptor An before glancing timidly at née Qin.
"Go on," Grand Preceptor An waved his hands towards the brother and sister. "You don't need to worry about the matters here."
"She doesn't need to care?" An Jinge's current flustered mood had already died down. She didn't even need to wait for the maidservants to help her up before she climbed to her feet. She shouted at Grand Preceptor An, "If it wasn't for her and An Yuanzhi barging in, how could this have happened?!"
"Shut up!" Grand Preceptor An hadn't yet lost his temper when née Qin gave an order to her in a low voice.
"Father, Mother, Yuan Zhi and I will be leaving first." An Jinxiu took advantage of the silence of An Yuanzhi and left the censer together with An Yuanzhi. The scene between the family of three must have been really good to watch, but An Jin also knew that there were some scenes that her own father definitely wouldn't want her and An Yuanzhi to see. There was a difference between the two. Although her father was quite amiable towards the two of them, if it was necessary to abandon them, he wouldn't even bat an eye.
"Sis!" An Yuanzhi wanted to talk to her as soon as he came out of the Fragrant Garden.
"This is not a good place to talk." An Jinxiu quickly whispered, "Let's go back to Mother and tell her. Can you still walk on your legs? "
An Yuanzhi looked around cautiously. Other than Zi Yuan, he didn't see any tails following him and An Jin.
"Don't look anymore." An Jinxiu laughed, "If you look at them like that, do you think they're still following you? I'm asking you, can you still walk on your legs? "
An Yuanzhi shook his head and said indifferently, "This small injury is nothing."
An Yuanzhi limped as he walked. It was obvious that his leg was in extreme pain. If it weren't for the fact that they had to pay attention to the difference between a male and a female when they were seven years old, An Jinxiu really wanted to help him walk this way.
"I'm really fine." An Yuanzhi actually jumped two times in front of An Jinxiu when he saw her frowning. This was to prove that he wasn't trying to be brave. However, the pain from his jump caused An Yuanzhi to suck in a breath of cold air and grimace.
"You!" An Jinxiu held on to An Yuanzhi, who was about to fall, "You don't want this leg?!" For the first time since her rebirth, An Jinxiu's face sank.
This time, An Yuanzhi didn't feel like An Jinxing was putting on airs with him. He could feel that his sister was feeling sorry for him. This feeling was very strange to An Yuanzhi. Although she cared about him, because of the An clan's rules, she was rarely able to be of any concern to him.
This was the first time An Yuanzhi experienced the feeling of being cared for by his own sister. For a moment, a young boy looked at An JinXiu and his face actually turned red.
"It hurts?" Seeing An Yuanzhi like this, An Jinxiu couldn't think of anything else. She was wondering if her little brother's injuries had worsened.
An Yuanzhi took a step back, gently wiping away An Jinxiu's hand, and said, "Let's go see how Mother is doing." With these words, An Yuanzhi walked in front of An Jinxiu with quick steps. The strange feeling made An Yuanzhi uncomfortable.
An Jinxiu followed behind An Yuanzhi with Zi Yuan as she kept mumbling to herself, "Your leg is injured. Slow down a bit!"
This pair of brother and sister had deep feelings for each other, but here in the Fragrant Garden, it was as if they were in winter.
After sitting there for a long time without speaking, Grand Preceptor An beckoned for An Jinge to come closer. He said to the servants on his left and right, "All of you can withdraw."
The servants hurriedly left the Fragrant Garden. They were servants of the master's household, and it would be best if they didn't know anything about it.
"Old master," née Qin saw An Jinju walk to Grand Preceptor An's side, afraid that he would personally hit her in his rage. She gave a sorrowful cry.
Grand Preceptor An raised his eyes to look at née Qin, his eyes filled with disappointment.
"It's this woman who taught a girl to be incompetent," Née Qin grew even more flustered by Grand Preceptor An's glance.
There were no men of the An clan attacking women, not to mention that this was only his daughter. Grand Preceptor An only said to her, "You are the direct descendent of my An clan. Your father and mother have always pampered you, but your father never thought that you would have such a temper, just like a shrew in the countryside!"
An Jinge opened her mouth to shout at him, but Madam Qin was one step faster than him. Before he could say anything, she slapped her in the face and scolded, "You still have the face to speak?!" All these years of effort have gone to waste! "
An Jinge was stunned by née Qin's slap. Although Third Miss An was a strong person, she had never received a single slap from née Qin ever since she was young. Shocked, An Jinge didn't know how to cry and didn't know what to do. She could only cover her painful face and glare at née Qin.
"Go back to your pavilion," Grand Preceptor An said after sighing. "Without my permission, you won't be able to take a step out of the pavilion in the future."
Was he trying to imprison her? An Jinge stomped her feet, "Why?" She asked Grand Preceptor An if he was going to be punished. Shouldn't An Jinxiu and An Yuanzhi be punished together? Why would they be punishing her alone? Could it be that what happened today was her fault alone? Speaking of which, wasn't it her mother who faked An Jin's embroidery?
"Hurry up!" Grand Preceptor An's voice suddenly grew stern. The Grand Preceptor had his own authority in court, but never like this before when he was facing his own daughter. This time, he couldn't be a kind father to her.
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