Chapter 7
An Changqi used to be An Changqing’s nightmare for a long time. +++Mobile reading visit m.
An Changqing has been born good-looking since she was a child, and her facial features were not fully developed when she was a child, and she was even more indefensible. At that time, a few sisters were jealous that he looked better than themselves, but the other brothers disliked him for looking like a girl. An Changqing was unlovable on both sides, and all of them liked to bully him. For a long time, An Changqing’s childhood was gloomy and dull. The only person who offered him a helping hand was his cousin An Changqi.
An Changqi is the only child in the second room, and he was very much loved since birth. He is five years older than An Changqing. When An Changqing was eleven or twelve years old, he was already a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. Apart from An’s eldest son An Changyu, he is the eldest, and he is most liked by old ladies.
When he taught other brothers and sisters and rescued An Changqing who was locked in the wood house, An Changqing really respected and admired this brother. An Changqi has been very good to him since then. He will teach his brothers and sisters who bullied him, take him to eat delicious cakes, and prepare new and beautiful clothes for him.
If it weren’t for the year of his twelve-year-old birthday, if An Changqi tried (qiang) to abuse him, everything would be fine.
An Changqing still remembers that it was a spring day, and his birthday was on February 15th. It was around the vernal equinox that Anjia went out and feasted on outings and spring feasts, but no one remembered that the third young master of Xiangfu was born on this day. An Changqing ate the longevity noodles his mother had cooked for him, and was about to go out to get medicine, when she met An Changqi.
An Changqi smiled so amiably that day, An Changqing even remembered every word he said to himself.
He said, “Third brother, today is your birthday. I prepared a birthday gift for you. Would you like to see it?”
The innocent An Changqing happily followed him. But he didn’t want to be fooled into the unmanned wing to prepare for violence. At that time, An Changqi seemed to be a different person, with words of admiration in his mouth, but lustful eyes in his eyes. Tried to coax him into submission.
Although An Changqing was naive, but not stupid, she immediately picked up the copper candlestick and smashed him on the head, taking advantage of his pain, jumped into the viewing pool from the unlocked rear window. Because An Changqi didn’t know the water, and when someone passed by, he escaped.
Only since then, An Changqi has torn off the mask of disguise, and not only no longer stands up for him, but several times to instigate other brothers and sisters to bully him. Whenever I saw him alone, his expression was even more eager to deprive him alive. An Changqing’s life has become more sad than before. Not only have to deal with the evil intentions of the Quartet, but also try to avoid An Changqi.
It wasn’t until An Changqi was eighteen years old that he decided to marry his wife, and An Changqing’s life was better. Also deliberately forgot this past event.
It’s just that he always thought that apart from himself and An Changqi, no one in the house knew about this disgusting past.
But I don’t want An Zhike to know that. Since he knew that An Changqi was good to him, how could he not know An Changqi’s evil to him later? The reason for this change, as the head of the family, would he not know?
What’s more, when he climbed up from the viewing pool, his face was pale with cold, and he was afraid and afraid, but he didn’t dare to return to Hongyuan. He was afraid of worrying his mother, so he could only look for it with one-tenth of a million hope. An Zhike, but An Zhike didn’t even listen, so he scolded him and drove him back to Lan Hongyuan.
At first, An Changqing only thought that he didn’t like herself. Only then did he understand that he actually knew that, he just didn’t want to fight for an unimportant concubine and Anzhi, so he pretended not to know.
Hate to the depths, and only a moment of emptiness is left. Seeing An Zhike’s sudden change of face (color), An Changqing even laughed twice at this moment: “Do you think I let him go? I am not! If An Zhike is dead, you say that your second uncle and aunt will meet What is the reaction?”
His voice was light and floating, like a ghost. Xiao Zhige worriedly shook his hand and called him Shen Shen.
“What do you want to do?” Seeing that his expression was really weird, An Zhike frowned, and his tone softened: Killing sha) What good will he do to you? Why don’t you send your cousin to see the doctor first, It’s up to you what you want to do afterwards.”
An Changqing sneered, “Are you cheating like I’m a three-year-old child?”
After he finished speaking, he pulled out his dagger and slowly walked towards An Changqi who had passed out.
“Changqing!” Xiao Zhige saw his intentions and raised his hand to hold him.
An Changqing turned her head to look at him, her eyes blank, there was nothing in it, and she was dumbfounded. Xiao Zhige’s heart was gripped, his palm was on his side and he was gently caressing, and he whispered in his ear: “I’m still here, don’t dirty your hands.”
With the palm of his hand moved down, Xiao Zhige pressed heavily on his shoulder, half (qiang) hardly pulled out the dagger in his hand and threw it in the grass, before holding the Wujin spear, he approached An Changqi.
“Master!” An Zhike subconsciously stopped, but was frightened by the fierce (sexual) eyes that he swept over, and he stayed on the spot for a while.
“Don’t worry, Xiangguo, I will keep him (sexing) life.” Xiao Zhige smiled, like a debt collection Shura, swinging a gun and cutting off An Changqi’s leg.
An Changqi, who had passed out, woke up again with severe pain, clutching his crotch and screamed, then rolled his eyes and passed out completely, and the withered grass was sprayed with blood.
Xiao Zhige closed his gun and looked at An Zhike, who had an extremely ugly expression, and implicitly threatened: “I have ordered me to stay, and the rest will be handed over to An Xiangguo. If you want to come to Xiangguo, he doesn’t want to go with me Confrontation in front of you?”
An Zhike knew that this time, Chang Qi had acted misbehaving. What’s more, the 3**m scandal of cousin coveting his cousin was caused, and Anjia’s century-old reputation would be destroyed. For Xiao Zhige’s threat, he could only grit his teeth and admit it.
He looked at An Changqi, who was bleeding like a lot of blood, and he could only throw his hand at the two hastily, and hurriedly asked someone to come and lift someone.
Without outsiders, Xiao Zhige pityed (touched Mo) (touched Mo) An Changqing’s cheek, and sighed: “Why is this stupid? You just killed him like this. Wouldn’t it be cheaper for him? An Zhike carried the scapegoat.”
“I teach you how to vent your anger.” Xiao Zhige lightly touched the corners of his red eyes: “Never let An Changqi live for three days, but also make An Zhike uneasy. Okay?”
An Changqing looked up at him, her eyes gradually red. It’s just that he gritted his teeth stubbornly and refused to cry, only his teeth were tight and his eyes were wide open. It’s like trying to compete with someone.
Xiao Zhige sighed, pressed his face on his shoulder, and stroked his back with a strong palm: “Cry if you want to cry.”
An Changqing opened her mouth and breathed, but the tears in her eyes fell in strings, wet Xiao Zhige’s shoulders. Xiao Zhige patted him on his back once, and although his movements were strange, they were extremely gentle.
After crying silently in his arms for a long time, An Changqing sucked his nose and pulled back a little, and said dumbly: “Thank you.”
Xiao Zhi gently rubbed his red and swollen eyelids: “You don’t need to say’thank you’ with me.”
There was a faint sound of rapid footsteps in the distance. Xiao Zhige looked down at him, thinking that he didn’t want to be seen in this embarrassed appearance, and asked: “Go back first?”
An Changqing shook her head: “Go to see my mother first, she will be worried.”
Ignoring the people who came afterwards, the two left from the other side. An Changqing’s eyes were still red and swollen, and did not immediately go to Lan Hongyuan, but took Xiao Zhige to the other side of the viewing pool, which was rarely visited by people.
He was silent for a while, then suddenly pointed to a side room opposite the pond and said, “An Changqi just tricked me there.”
Xiao Zhige’s eyes were deep, and he squeezed his hand tightly.
An Changqing’s hands were extremely cold, and her voice trembled, but she didn’t stop: “But he didn’t take advantage of it. I took a scoop on the head and recuperated for more than half a month.”
It seems that I just need someone to listen to. An Changqing continued: “I have never thought about it. It is his son. Why does he hate me so much? I thought it was because of my mother’s birth, but now I want to understand… ”
He came to a conclusion blankly: “He never thought of me as his son.”
Otherwise, which father would let his son be insulted by his cousin and ignore him?
Xiao Zhige frowned, he was not good at comforting people. After thinking for a long time, I could only say: “When I was born, there was a bad omen. My father tried to drown me. But my fate was too big and I didn’t die. Later, my mother and concubine forced me to die and begged and saved my life. .”
Although neither of them is worthy of being a father, but speaking of it, Emperor An Qing is not a thing.
An Changqing turned his face in amazement. After seeing his serious expression, his gloomy mood suddenly became clear. Think about it, Xiao Zhige was born in the royal family, his biological mother died young, and he could not be favored by the emperor. At the age of twelve, he went to the border to join the army. The dangers and the sufferings of the border are probably only known to him.
It’s just that the king of the Northern War is clambering in his bones and never acts for outsiders.
In comparison, what he has experienced is really nothing. Grabbing Xiao Zhige’s sleeve and wiping his face, An Changqing smiled: “He doesn’t consider me a son, so I can only treat him as if he doesn’t have this father. It’s not worth it to be sad for him.”
“Yeah.” Xiao Zhige rubbed his thumb over the mole under his eyes, and said, “There is still me.”
The King of Northern Warfare is hard to say, but the simple three words fall on An Changqing’s heart. An Changqing stared at him in a daze, thinking in a daze that if she didn’t fear him so much in the previous life, and went to him if she was wronged, she would think that this man would stand behind him when he was upset.
He (shen) leaned slightly and hugged him with his arms outstretched, feeling the beating heartbeat of the man, and said “I’m sorry” in a low voice.
Xiao Zhige only thought he was still wronged, and patted him lightly on the back.
“Shall I take you to meet my mother?” An Changqing nuzzled in his arms and raised her head.
Xiao Zhige looked down at him, the young man in his arms raised his eyebrows, and the end of his eyes was still red with grievance, but the corners of his mouth were already smiling, his voice was soft with a hoarse tail, his expression (color) was close and trustworthy.
“Okay.” Xiao Zhige’s expression softened unconsciously in Microsoft’s heart.
An Changqing arranged her appearance in front of the pool, and after confirming that she could not see anything, she took Xiao Zhige to Lanhongyuan.
Lanhong Garden was not built much, it was originally a small building. Because of the lack of care in the local area, it has become more and more dilapidated over the years.
Before Xiao Zhige entered the door, he frowned. An Changqing has long been accustomed to such a dilapidated scene (color). Before stepping in, he gave a clear and cheerful call to mother.
An Xianyu, who was embroidering with (Milk Nai) in the courtyard, first saw him and eagerly greeted him. When he saw Xiao Zhige beside him, he stopped in fear and looked at An Changqing hesitantly. , I don’t know what to call it.
An Changqing saw her fear, and knew that this timid (sexual xing) could not be changed in a short while, and did not force her, and said softly, “Where is the mother? I brought the prince to see her. ”
“Well?” There was a cough in the room first, and then a thin woman walked out with the help of the door frame. The woman wore a heavy green (color) cotton robe, and there was no hairpin on her head. She was originally a very ordinary person, but when she raised her head and looked over, the facial features (yanyan) were beautiful and haggard, and the dilapidated courtyard was lost (color). Even the bloated and old cotton robe became pleasing to the eye.
Xiao Zhige looked at the woman, and then at his own princess who strode past her arms. He secretly felt that the rumors were true and that An Changqing had looked exactly like his mother. Only a pair of Danfeng eyes looked like An Zhike, without the feminine and cowardly (color), and a bit tougher and more expensive.
Suddenly, An Changqing saw her biological mother who had been dead for many years, she couldn’t help but threw herself into the arms of her mother. She was excited and aggrieved, and she shed a few strings of tears before realizing it. Xiao Zhige was still watching. .
He secretly wiped his eyes with embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, “I’m eighteen, mother don’t call that name again.”
Yu (touching Mo) (touching Mo) has a loving expression on his face: “No matter how old it is, it’s the mother’s’here’.”
An Changqing’s face (color) was slightly red, and she had to change the subject, and brought Xiao Zhige who was standing at the door over, and said embarrassingly: “Mother, this is the Northern War King. I will bring him to see you.”
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Here: My father doesn’t care about my mother or me qaq
Xiao Zhige: My mother died a long time ago, and my father doesn’t care about me.
Here: my dad still watching others bully me qaq
Xiao Zhige: My father helped my brother bully me.
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Here: my father is really not a thing qaq
Xiao Zhige: My father is not a thing either.