Chapter 8: An Ning of the Fiancée (3)
An Ning ran out of the long corridor, and she thought as she crawled, "That mother who has loved me for fifteen years is not my biological mother at all, who is my mother? How did she die? Why hasn't anyone told me for so many years?" An Ning secretly glanced at the lotus leaves embroidered, everyone said that the lotus leaves embroidered by Chu Meier were flawless, her hands were slender and dexterous, and the embroidered things were the same as her people, and An Ning thought so.
Chu Mei'er found An Ning walking in, put down the needlework and got up. An Ning tried her best to hold back her crying expression, but she was still seen by Chu Mei'er, "What's wrong with you?" "What's going on?" Chu Mei'er asked again, she had cared so much about these two twins since she was a child, and she had already regarded them as her own children, "Tell me, mother is in charge of you." ”
An Ning frowned sourly, and muttered for a long time, "Mother, who is my biological mother? Tell me, what kind of person is she?"
Chu Mei'er's surprised expression hung in the air, "How did you know?"
"I just heard my father and Mrs. Right talking. An Ning replied.
Chu Mei'er's tears suddenly flowed, and she hugged An Ning in her arms, "Child, I didn't tell you because my mother didn't want you and Angel to live in the pain of losing your mother, do you understand?"
An Ning nodded, she got up from her arms and looked up at Chu Mei'er, "But I want to know, why did my biological mother die?"
Chu Mei'er frowned, "Your biological mother is my own sister, she died in the war in Fengwei City fifteen years ago, she is the greatest mother in the world, Chief Wei Sen has witnessed her bravery, your brother went to pick up Wei Sen back, and there is a chance for him to talk about your mother." ”
An Ning took two steps back, "Why didn't my father protect my mother well?" Tears welled down her cheeks, "Why is it that all the people are alive and the mother is dead?"
"Don't blame your father, your father still loves your mother. Chu Mei'er comforted and reached out to hold An Ning's hand.
"I'm going to brush the horses. An Ning withdrew her hand, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and left the room as fast as she could, because she needed a quiet place to cry loudly, this Chu Mei'er knew, every time she received a great grievance, she said that she would help the horse brush her hairs, and as a result, she would climb to the highest beacon tower in the ancient city every time to calm her mind.
An Ning climbed up to the cascading beacon tower, the candles lit in the platform emitted a faint light, this is where she and Angel often come to play, standing here can see the whole city, anyone born and raised here, they can recognize it at a glance. She and Angel also like to see the poplar in autumn, when it comes, hundreds of acres of poplar are spread like gold on the grassland, which is very beautiful. They designate the farthest and oldest poplar tree with their eyes, and see like madmen who runs under that poplar tree first, and the loser will be punished. It is to climb the poplar tree and hang the red ribbon in his hand at the highest place, and then kneel on both knees, put his hands together, and make the most pious dream for himself.
A bell rings to bring An Ning back from that memory, and she sees the master coachman who has taught Anwell and Andy to practice archery since childhood. The coachman walked out of the main entrance of the martial arts hall. Anvel practiced archery at the age of seven, and now he has been practicing archery for six years, and his archery skills are really poor, and he has not yet practiced what the coachman expected, and he can't even shoot a hare, let alone take over as the lord of Robb in the future. His father gave him a good sword, hoping that he would become a knight, but he insisted on learning the bow and arrow in order to show his skills in the hunting grounds, but now even Andy can't beat him. Sometimes, his father wondered if his self-righteous temper was up to the task, but Anwell's mother was Da Shan Yu's aunt and Vilogo's sister.
Vilogo married Xuanluonu to his father fifteen years ago, so that one day he will give birth to his eldest son, who will be able to inherit the position of Lord of Rob City. A year later, when there was no sign of pregnancy, Verogo sent a secret letter, and if she did not become pregnant within half a year, she would double the taxes, grain, horses, and army. Therefore, two months later, there was Anveil, and after the death of Verogo, his father did not make Anville a prince, but gave the identity of the prince to his brother An Murong. Three years ago, Xuanluonu wrote to Ji Zhou, and Ji Zhou sent a secret letter, he ordered his father to make Anwei the prince, otherwise he would command the army to attack Luobu City, and his father had no choice but to remove An Murong from the status of the prince and set Anwei as the prince.
"Coachman...... Archer....... An Ning ran down the beacon with a very brisk movement, and caught up with the coachman under the wooden house, the coachman was unloading his bow and arrows, and entered the wooden house to hang a pendant in the corner, and when he saw An Ning running out of breath, he looked up at her and asked, "Why is Miss An Ning interested in coming to my cabin?"
"Help me save my sister, my lord. An Ning's tone was heavy and distant.
The coachman frowned: "You have to learn to face the reality child, the Red Tooth people call it the king of the Xizhou grassland, how can I save your sister as an archer?"
"You can, my lord, you can be called the number one archer in the grassland, once your father was arrested, you also risked your life to save it, didn't you?" An Ning watched as the coachman picked up an arrow on the table and wiped it, she could clearly see the deep lines on the tip of the steel arrow.
A smile appeared on the corner of the coachman's mouth, and he put the arrow into the bamboo tube and said, "Saving people from the hands of wild people and saving people from the red tooth people are completely different things, I want to focus on the overall situation, Miss Anning, if you are interested in my archery skills, I can teach you, from today onwards, you can come to me at any time." ”
An Ning pursed her lips, met the coachman's gaze, and thought, "Yes, I can also practice archery, Andy can shoot a little white rabbit, and I can shoot the enemy, if I can practice the arrow to the extreme, I can also save my sister myself." ”