After the incident broke out, Wang An suddenly has a lot of free time. It's really envy of others to spend the whole day not accompany the princess to plant flowers and weeding, or to play chess and paint, or to put his arms around the princess's supervisor to repair the roof of the house.
His princess is right. Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Sister Ann is also assertive since childhood. He is a father, and what he can do for her is to stand behind her, be her patron, and support her decision. .
Anyway, the Ning family's betrothal gift had already been returned first, if Anzhi was willing to marry, let the other party come and beg again. This kind of sincerity, the other party still needs to have it.
Therefore, he regarded An Zhi and Zelan's little actions as ignorance, turned sideways, and continued to hold the princess to watch the workers reinforce the roof.
"Huh, it's risky. Just now, my dad happened to look over. I thought he was going to grab the bag." After An Zhi slipped out of the back door, he was heavily relieved.
Zelan smiled and helped her tidy up her hair: "Uncle Si doesn't have you in his eyes now."
"Yes, he only has my mother in his eyes," An Zhi smiled, "I have been thinking since I was a child, when I grow up, I must marry a man like my dad."
Zelan nodded: "It's also good to be like Uncle Si."
Leng Mingyu on the side listened, somewhat puzzled: "But the prince is so fierce."
At the dinner table that day, Wang An looked like he wanted to stare Ning Hongzhao out of a hole.
An Zhi smiled more brilliantly: "My father has never been fierce to me and my mother."
"That's true." Leng Mingyu agreed.
"It's almost time, let's go." Zelan looked at the sky and reminded, "Third brother, remember, he will call our brother from now on."
In order to hide their identities, she and An Zhi are now dressed in men's clothing, but they can't show themselves to her brother.
"Good." Leng Mingyu nodded obediently.
From the standpoint of height alone, An Zhi is the tallest, Zelan is the shortest, and Zelan is more like the third brother.
According to the gossip they received, Na Ning Hongzhao would go to the teahouse in the Huxin Pavilion in the afternoon to drink tea.
The Huxin Pavilion was not very far from the Anwang Mansion, and the three of them arrived in less than a while.
But instead of entering the Huxinting Teahouse directly, they went to the teahouse on the opposite side of the lake and went up to the private room on the second floor with the window facing the lake.
"There." Zelan pointed to Young Master Pian Pian on the opposite side.
He also opened a private room on the second floor, and the windows were wide open. It was clear that he was the only one inside, drinking tea and listening to the storytelling in the teahouse.
An Zhi followed her guidance, only glanced at it, and then quickly turned around.
Although she had heard that this son of Ning was very handsome, she did not expect it to be completely different from the dark appearance that her father had experienced in the army since he was a child, with red lips and white teeth, so beautiful, although she can only see A profile face.
"Sister, you are blushing." Zelan propped his head with both hands and looked at her with a smile.
"Ah? Did you?" An Zhi quickly touched his face, and it took a while to realize that Zelan was teasing her, "Oh, you little naughty ghost, be careful I hit you."
Zelan spit out her tongue, and said, "It seems that Young Master Ning's appearance has passed the test."
An Zhi looked away: "Appearance is secondary, character is the most important."
"Sister is right, then let's try him first." Zelan nodded and reached out to call Leng Mingyu over, "Brother, you go look for it below..."
"Okay." After receiving the task, Leng Mingyu left with the sword in his arms.
An Zhi stood by the window, grasping the edge of the window with both hands, and looked a little nervously in Ning Hongzhao's direction.
I hope that Young Master Ning will not let her down.