When Ruan Qingcheng heard An Ning's words, she was so shocked that she almost fell down. She covered her chest and gasped, her face turning purple, as if she couldn't take a breath.

Not good! Convulsion!

An Ning immediately stood up and stroked her back to comfort her and calm her down. After a while, An Ning finally put down her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief and handed Ruan Qingcheng a cup of tea for her to drink, "Miss Ruan, it's okay."

Bar."

Ruan Qingcheng burst into tears, with hatred in her eyes, and a slight gasp in her chest. She gritted her teeth and said: "If this is really the case, then wouldn't I be..."

Recognize the thief as your father.

An Ning frowned and held her hand firmly, "Let's work together to find out this matter."

Ruan Qingcheng's upper body fell on the table, her eyes closed and she nodded.

An Ning waited for her to feel better before speaking slowly: "Miss Ruan, I will investigate this matter. Now, do you want to leave or stay?"

Ruan Qingcheng said without hesitation: "Stay. I trust the girl. Although I don't know why the girl helped me, this move must be for the prince. I will be a useful person for the girl, and I will also clear my father's name."

Injustice." When he said the last four words, he was already gritting his teeth.

Ruan Qingcheng slowly stood up, picked up the fragments on the table, and touched the sharp edges, "After all, the girl is right, even if I smash it, I will tear it open like this fragment."

She stood up and bowed slightly with respect and determination in her eyes, "I'll leave it to you, girl."

An Ning sighed softly and nodded.

Everything is clear. Ye Qingcheng probably knew the prince in this way in his previous life. The author probably also arranged a sadistic script. But later, probably because of the power of the plot and the aura of the male protagonist, a person who wanted revenge was born.

, became someone's white moonlight and love brain. Even though his whole family was slaughtered, he still loved him very much. In the eyes of the author, love is supreme.

Now that she is here, such a thing will never happen again.

An Ning said goodbye: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first, Miss Ruan."

The remaining wind blows and the fallen leaves roll by. When people pass by, the place returns to silence, as if no one has been here.

In the end, I only left one sentence, "You can trust me, because helping you is helping myself."

She wanted to make them all wake up after all.

Ruan Qingcheng looked at An Ning's leaving figure, her dead eyes brightened, "I believe it."

Sometimes you don’t ask why, just ask your intuition.

After An Ning returned to the General's Mansion, he asked Xiao Jue to check the original details again and not to miss them.

And tomorrow's big drama is about to begin, and it's easy to fish in troubled waters.

Canglan, are you ready to take the challenge?

next day

"Miss, according to your instructions, Madam is setting off now and will be at the temple around noon." Xiao Jue replied respectfully.

An Ning nodded.

There is a big drama today, but my mother still can't see it.

It's almost noon, when the streets are buzzing with people.

"Miss, miss, it's not good!" An Ning heard the moonlight's voice from far away in the study.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Yue Xi didn't even knock on the door, but ran panting directly to An Ning who was grinding in the study. He stood at the door and held on to the door frame and said urgently: "Miss, it's not good, it's not good. The door... Kneel outside the door."

He was talking about a woman, saying that she and the prince were in love..." Yuexi couldn't even speak for a while.

An Ning's grinding hands didn't stop for a moment, and her eyelids didn't even raise.

"She also said that she begged the young lady to help her and the prince..." Yue Xie gasped as she spoke. After speaking, she swallowed and blinked twice, waiting for her young lady's reaction.

After a while, her lady... did not respond...

Yue Xi was about to cry but had no tears, "Miss... there were a lot of people around the door just now, and there must be more people now."

An Ning put down the ink stick and slowly raised her head, just in time to look at the yellowing leaves floating in from the outside. Autumn is the falling leaf season, and her tone was like the bleak autumn wind without a trace of ripples: "Well, let's go, go

have a look."

In another quarter of an hour, the prince will probably be here soon. This time is really well chosen.

An Ning walked to the door of the General's Mansion and saw a woman in white clothes with fluttering hair and a hairpin on her head. She was as elegant as dust and was kneeling there. If I could describe it in one word, it would be beauty, weak willow and Fufeng.

Her soft posture is like a magnolia that has just fallen and is fragrant. There are still two tears on her beautiful face, and her eyes are red. No matter who looks at her, they can't bear to have her kneeling here.

As soon as the woman saw An Ning, she immediately knelt forward and took two steps closer to An Ning. Her eyes were filled with transparent tears, her brows were lightly frowned, and she prayed with endless pain in her voice: "Miss An, the prince and I are in love, please."

Miss An, give me a place to stay." After saying that, she immediately kowtowed to the ground without pain, "Please, Miss An, give me a place to stay, please, Miss An."

An Ning clutched her chest and took two steps back, seemingly in disbelief. She widened her eyes and said angrily: "Girl, you..." She tilted her head slightly, as if she was heartbroken and did not dare to watch this scene again.

Passers-by around him were talking a lot.

"Didn't the Holy One just decree that Miss An and the Crown Prince should be married? Didn't this woman suddenly appear and slap Miss An in the face?"

"Hey, she looks familiar to me. This woman seems to have been to the Prince's Mansion early in the morning. I'm afraid she does have an affair with the Prince."

"The royal concubine hasn't entered the house yet. This is too shameful."

"Is it possible that Miss An can't even accommodate a concubine and is so jealous? What will happen in the future?"

···

Just as the people were discussing heatedly, an urgent and strong male voice suddenly came from behind, with a little worry.

"Qingcheng!"

Everyone looked for the sound and looked back, only to see a group of guards pushing aside the crowd, revealing a man wearing black python patterns. He had a handsome appearance, a face with sharp edges, and a pair of eyes with some anxiety and sharpness. He

He pursed his thin lips slightly, frowned, and walked vigorously.

Who is this if not the prince?

Cang Lan walked quickly to the woman and immediately helped her up. There was a hint of pity in his eyes, but when he saw the woman with such messy hair and such a mess, there was also some disbelief in his eyes.

His tone was stern and a bit breathy, and his voice was high and he accused: "Qingcheng, what are you doing?"

"Your Highness." The woman named Qingcheng immediately leaned against the prince and cried heartbrokenly, like a withered and beautiful flower. Her voice was full of despair: "Your Highness, Qingcheng has been nameless and useless by His Highness for more than a year.
Chapter completed!