An Qing looked at the worried Qiao Yiran who turned around and took a deep breath, as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He sighed silently.
The original owner's father determined that he had suicidal tendencies that could not be grasped in his head.
She is also very sad.
After silently sending away Qiao Yiran, who had all kinds of worries and delusions of being victimized, An Qing lay on the soft couch, not wanting to say anything else.
Qiao Yiran and An Qing's plan was very effective, but within a few days, not only the seventh prince was enthusiastic about Wang Yarong, but also the third prince, fifth prince, sixth prince, and ninth prince also visited frequently and fawned over Wang Yarong in various ways.
Not only did it strengthen her temper, it also made her heart bigger, wandering between several princes.
The Seventh Prince had always regarded Wang Yarong as his, so naturally he could not tolerate this situation.
He gnashed his teeth with hatred in his heart.
He was no longer as calm as before, but instead warned with sarcasm: "Princess Xin'an has been very busy recently.
I have heard from the several times that I have come here that the princess is not in the mansion as promised by her elder brothers.
I heard that even the Nine Emperors Brother gave you a priceless jade.
You really have both sides."
Wang Yarong was pinching the flower's hand for a moment, and the bright smile that had been hanging on her face recently had lost a bit.
She looked back at the Seventh Prince with a hint of provocation, and said mockingly: "Your Highnesses are the same as the Seventh Prince.
It's just that I fell in love with Xin'an.
As the saying goes, fate is determined by fate.
How can Xin'an refuse this rare fate?"
The seventh prince's fingers tightened little by little, and the smile on his face froze.
His expression was a little ferocious, and his eyes were full of light.
He grabbed Wang Yarong's drooping sleeves and pulled her in.
Next to him, he then leaned close to her ear and said coldly: "You are just a merchant's daughter, don't forget your identity."
Wang Yarong's face turned pale.
A pair of apricot eyes glanced at the Seventh Prince lightly, and her words were sarcastic: "Speaking of which, I still have to thank you, the Seventh Prince.
You killed all the witnesses.
Now no one knows Xin'an's identity.
Xin'an is Peace of mind."
Wang Yarong has been coaxed by several princes these days, and she has been angry for a long time.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at the seventh prince.
She didn't care about his words and threats at all.
Instead, she had a look of contempt on her face.
She had long lost her previous attitude of being humble and petty. .
Wang Yarong now thinks very clearly: many people want to take advantage of her identity.
Even if the Seventh Prince exposes it, there will be others to protect her.
She is no longer the one who had no way out before.
She is confident.
Wang Yarong's careless attitude made the seventh prince very angry.
He stared at Wang Yarong bitterly for a while, and finally silently clenched his fists and threw away his sleeves and left.
The seventh prince left the palace angrily, and the seemingly secret conversation between the seventh prince and Wang Yarong was reported back to An Qing and Qiao Yiran in the small garden of Wutong Garden, drinking tea and playing chess.
An Qing opened the tea bowl, blew on the hot tea, took a sip slowly, thought about it for a while, and said slowly: "Dad, we can't delay, we can't hesitate to find the fourth prince, otherwise the heat will be over."
Qiao Yiran's eyes were still staring at the chessboard, but there was a hint of worry in his mouth, and he sighed: "Why haven't we found the whereabouts of the fourth prince yet?"
An Qing closed the teacup and placed it on the small table: "My daughter has heard many ladies talk about the secret history of the palace before.
I heard that the mother of the fourth prince became a monk in the Qingyue Nunnery to pray for the country's fortune.
Dad, tell me, he Could it be somewhere?"
An Qing recalled the original plot, vaguely remembered some secret history, thought about it, and said slowly.
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"That's true.
If that's the case, then daddy will go find him."
Qiao Yiran's eyes lit up, as if he remembered something, and he immediately expressed his stance. tgt ttrgt: