Earlier, Qing An didn't care.

But this time, she couldn't see unless she was blind.

"Daddy, are you looking for me?" Qing An asked.

Qing Yan saw that Qing An was taking the initiative to ask, his expression was slightly stunned, and it seemed that there was something unspeakable.

After a moment, Qing Yan sighed and fell into a moment of hesitation.

He didn't know what to say, but he had come all the time, and it seemed a little difficult not to say it.

After some psychological struggle, Qing Yan still spoke: "An An, my father is here for your marriage today. ”

Qing'an was listening, she didn't think much about it, and was fiddling with it in her hands.

Hearing Qing Yan say this, her eyes fell on Qing Yan's body and said, "The marriage has been decided, is there anything else Daddy wants to command?" ”

Qing Yan shook his head and said, "I know you don't want to marry Ji Ziheng, and your mother did that, and I also quarreled with her." Actually, I understand what your mother meant, but I still don't want to go in my heart, and I feel very sorry for you. Over the years, I have been mistakenly thinking that your mother died after giving birth to you, so I hold a grudge against you and ignore you. But I didn't expect it, but it was Aunt Zheng who did it. ”

At this point, Qing Yan clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

In the past few days, he has been discussing with his mother and divorced Aunt Zheng's femme fatale. However, her mother was always worried about the Zheng family and refused to agree to anything.

In this way, he didn't do anything for the mother and daughter except for letting Aunt Zheng stay in the small courtyard.

For a while, there was a kind of guilt in my heart.

Qing An was looking at it, and his perception of Qing Yan had a little more new changes.

Before, Qing Anzai always thought that Qing Yan's dislike for Aunt Zheng was only temporary.

But now it seems that Qing Yan's feelings for Aunt Gu are real.

"Daddy, it's over, you don't have to think about it so much." Qing An comforted.

Qing Yan is not sorry for himself, but for his daughter who is really dead. Speaking of anger, she was more sympathetic. Because of Qing Yan's mentality, he has already killed the real Qing Anzai. It's a pity that she wants to live, and of course she can't tell the other party the truth.

As for whether she should forgive, of course, it is not for her to think about it, what she has to do is to do what she has in her hands.

Qing Yan shook his head and vetoed: "No! An'an, I'm sorry. I've missed it once and don't want to make a mistake again. You don't want to marry Ji Ziheng, your father won't force you, even if you fight this black yarn hat......"

"Daddy!" Qing Anzai interrupted Qing Yan's words without hesitation, and did not let him continue, "You said 'the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker', since it has been decided, then it is my life." As for the rest of the day, I'll try to get by. There are some things that don't have to be said. ”

When the words fell, she looked at Qing Yan, her expression becoming more and more heavy.

Qing Yan saw it in his eyes, his eyes drooped slightly, and he sighed silently.

The meaning of Qing Anzai's words just now is already very clear, she does not regret marrying Ji Ziheng. But even so, Qing Yan was still a little uneasy.

Seeing Qing Yan sitting there, he fell into silence again, and Qing An stepped forward and sat opposite him.

She looked at Qing Yan and said with a soft smile: "Actually, there is no one in my daughter's heart, and I don't hate Ji Gongzi." The daughter is going to marry after all, and the other party has no requirements for anyone. On the contrary, if the father's hat can't be kept, the daughter will be married in the future, but I am afraid that the husband's family will look down on her. ”

Although the views she said did not correspond to what Qing An had in mind, this was in ancient times, and there were some realities that had to be accepted. Whether she can live well in the future is closely related to her mother's status to a large extent.

Having said this, Qing Yan also understood what Qing An meant.

He looked at Qing Anzai, with mixed feelings in his eyes: "An An, you say that, let me feel guilty for my father." ”

When the words fell, Qing Yan's eyes turned red.

Qing An could see that Qing Yan was saying from the heart.

Qing Yan talked to Qing An about Aunt Gu when she was young, and saw that the sky was a little dark, so she left Hanxiang Courtyard.

After Qing Yan left, Liuli couldn't help but come forward and ask: "Miss, you obviously don't want to marry Ji Gongzi, why don't you take this opportunity to let the master talk to the emperor?" With the position of the lord alone, the emperor would not be willing to give up his black gauze hat for such a trivial matter. ”

Qing'an heard this, she glanced at Liuli and sighed helplessly.

Qing Anzai did not answer this matter, but walked straight to the side.

Seeing that she ignored her, Liuli hurriedly followed: "Miss, you can talk to your slave." ”

Qing An listened to it, but she was also helpless.

She paused, her eyes fell on Liuli's body, and said, "Liuli, there are some words that will go to Jifu in the future, don't say any more." Otherwise, it's a great sin to lose your head. ”

When Ruri heard this, she hugged her head in fear.

Qing An was watching her panicked appearance, knowing that she had listened to her words.

She pursed her lips and smiled, so she said with a straight face: "A companion is like a tiger, and more is better than less." Sometimes, you don't even know where to offend the emperor. ”

Nearest the king nearest the gallows?

Liuli's eyes drooped slightly, and then she looked at Qing Anzai's eyes with a somewhat complicated expression.

To put it bluntly, the young lady still takes too much fancy to the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

Qing Anzai's eyes narrowed slightly, she seemed to think of something, and raised her head to open the dressing box. I saw a piece of jade pendant in the box, and the warm luster was exactly what Nan Zhao gave to him at the beginning.

Her fingers brushed lightly from above, and she promised Nan Zhao the same thing at the beginning.

But now it seems that they really have no fate, and they haven't even seen the last side.

By now, Qing An has completely understood Qing Buli's mood that day. Sometimes, identity is always involuntary.

After a while, Qing An put the jade pendant into the jewelry box again. Only this time, she put the jade pendant at the bottom and locked it with a lock.

Liuli saw it in her eyes, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

In her opinion, by doing this, the young lady can be regarded as completely letting go of the little prince.

She didn't know what kind of mood the young lady was in, but she felt too sorry for her own young lady in her heart.

Three days is just a blink of an eye.

When the sound of gongs and drums outside came, Qing Anzai had already put on a wedding dress, wearing a phoenix crown on his head, and red makeup on his face.

She sat upright, her expression flat, without the slightest joy of being a bride.

Liuli looked at Qing An in the mirror, and admired it sincerely: "Miss, you are so good-looking." ”

With her words, Qing An slowly raised his head.