The day for the gathering at Duke Yansheng's house was getting closer and Wei An had been living in Zhennan Palace.
The old princess asked Zhuang Feng to send Wei An back to Dingbei Palace.
Zhuang Feng was full of reluctance.
He was as aggrieved as a little leopard.
He stood beside his parents with red eyes: "I won't go, whoever wants to go can go."
Everyone has a temper, but the old Princess Zhennan never regarded him as a human being.
She didn't pay any attention to whether he was willing or not.
She was only focused on bringing him together with that annoying Wei An.
The half-grown boy is already familiar with human affairs.
Whenever he thinks about spending his whole life with a girl like Wei An, he is filled with injustice and anger: "Why would anyone want to marry that cunning and overbearing girl's mother?
Haven't you heard?
, in Puci'an" Princess Lin of Zhennan always had a gentle smile on her face.
She glanced at her silent husband, beckoned her son to her, and shook her head gently: "It doesn't matter what she did.
What matters is that she is your grandmother."
"My heart and soul."
She touched Zhuang Feng's head and said in an unhurried tone: "You are married on the fingertips."
Zhuang Feng's face turned purple in an instant, and the humiliation in his heart almost burst out of his body.
They have been like this since they were young.
They were clearly obedient and adopted from the clan to inherit the incense of Zhennan Palace, but the old princess made it seem like she came to their house to beg for food.
She always had to keep a low profile in everything, as if What the banker took was not the honor and title given by the Holy Spirit, just like what his father took was not the ancestral property inherited from his uncle.
Princess Zhennan wanted to say something more, but King Zhennan coughed twice and stared at him impatiently: "You can just send it away if you ask me to give it to you.
Where does all this nonsense come from?
All the rules and etiquette you have learned have gone into the dog's belly."
"Following your grandmother's orders is filial piety, and caring for your cousin is your brother's duty.
You don't even understand this."
Zhuang Feng had always been afraid of his father, and with a livid face, he finally went to the old princess's yard to ask for the guard.
Wei An himself did not come out.
A woman was sent out and told him: "My eldest brother will come to pick him up.
There is no need to work for my cousin.
It is not good to mobilize troops.
If it delays my cousin's study, it will be my fault.
Thank you very much."
Brother’s kindness.”
In his rage, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and he stood there in shock.
This is not Guardforce’s style.
How can Wei An be a person who thinks about others?
He accidentally remembered the kite again.
Wei An seemed to know the origin of the kite, and even knew that the kite was originally given to Sheng Lan by him.
The old princess looked at Wei An with some scrutiny through the curtain: "An An, he is your cousin."
Wei An knew that her grandmother had always wanted to pair her up with Zhuang Feng.
This was the way that the old princess had paved for her.
Her refusal now made the old princess sad and suspicious, so he smiled and leaned against her.
On the shoulder: "Grandma, my eldest brother no longer scares me.
He even came to pick me up himself."
Her requirements for people are actually so simple.
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As long as she doesn't scare her anymore and just smiles at her, she will be so satisfied.
Does the old princess feel aggrieved for her?
She is sad in her heart, but she is unwilling to look down on her face.
Xing, nodded along with her words: "Yes, if you don't like our An'an, it's because your eyes are bad."
Only then did Grandma Chen and others pack Wei An's things, hitch the carriage and pack the boxes.
The King of Zhennan personally met with Wei Kun, a younger member of the in-laws' family, and gave him a meeting gift.
He also asked him if he had thought about where he would work as an errand, etc.
He was very satisfied with Wei Kun's progress and retreat, and smiled and asked Zhuang Feng to walk to the door.
Zhuang Feng hadn't recovered from Wei An's change.
Wei An seemed to have really changed his temper.
He really didn't even look at him from beginning to end, as if he was just a stranger.
Until the Wei family's carriage was far away, he still felt that he might not have woken up.
He couldn't believe that the troublemaker didn't cause any trouble in his house.
He couldn't believe that cousin Shenglan didn't suffer any more humiliation this time. .
Wei Kun personally came to pick up Wei An and reminded her outside the carriage: "Grandma is in a bad mood these days, so be careful."
Bad mood Wei An immediately figured out the reason why Mrs.
Wei was in a bad mood.
Last time, Wei Kun vaguely mentioned that Zhu Fang had trouble with Wei Yumin because of her aunt, and she beat and beat her at home to make Wei Yumin look bad.
Now, It seems that it may have gotten worse.
These upper-class people never kill without a knife.
They kill without blood.
They always know where to stab them most painfully.
She came back to her senses, but before she could respond, the carriage shook violently.
The tea cup on the middle table rolled to the ground, and even the wall box slipped out.
Lan He rushed over with quick eyes and hands to hug Wei An. , his voice was rough and a little panicked: "Miss, are you okay?"
The back of Wei An's hand was red from the scalding tea, but he didn't have time to cry out in pain.
This was Zhuque Street, and horse racing was prohibited.
People from the Five Cities Military and Horse Department patrolled back and forth from time to time.
Even those dandies didn't have the guts to mess around here. , it’s so good, why does the carriage bump so violently while walking?
Wei Kun tried to control himself but still had a trembling voice: "Xiao Qi, are you okay?"
Wei An hurriedly agreed, and then heard Wei Kun telling the groom outside: "Let's go another way."
As if he had been greatly frightened, Lu Weikun hurried forward very quickly.
Although he took a long detour, he still returned to Dingbei Hou Mansion quickly.
The back of Wei An's white and tender hands was extremely red and swollen.
Lan He and Nanny Wang, who had just got off the carriage, surrounded her and wanted to see her wounds first.
Wei Kun stretched out his head and found that her hands were already swollen.
Somewhat panicked, she hurriedly ordered Nanny Wang: "Quickly take Miss Seven to the Third Madam's room.
She has ointment for burns there."
But he hurried straight to He'an Yuan.
What made Wei Kun so anxious?
Wei An was a little stunned, and turned around to ask Aunt Wang and Lan He: "Did you hear it just now?
There seemed to be crying outside the carriage?"
Aunt Wang was in the carriage behind at that time.
She was not focused on Wei An like Lan He.
She nodded with some doubts: "There seems to be crying, the sound is quite loud."
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She then shook her head: "But that's Zhuque Street.
How could something happen there?"
On Zhuque Street, there are only two mansions in Shengjing.
One of them is the Sheng family of Marquis Weining.
Unfortunately, something happened a few years ago and the mansion was repossessed.
Nowadays, the only family that can make such a big fuss on Zhuque Street is the Feng family, the current Marquis of Rongchang and the commander of the Shenji Battalion
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