The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 99

An Changduan didn't expect that he would not even bother to maintain the superficial harmony, so he would put the grievances of the two families on the bright side. +++Mobile reading visit m.mtlnovel.com Since the prince was deposed, the Northern Warlord has become a hot topic, and the Northern Warlord Palace is even more popular. In contrast, Anjia seems to be lonely.

It’s no secret that the prime minister An Zhike had a good relationship with the prince. Especially in the past two years, Emperor An Qing (body shen) was not as good as one day, and An Zhike began to blatantly approach the prince. His daughter An Xiange was sent to the East Palace to be a good wife. It's just that this idea was just put forward, something went wrong in the East Palace, and then the prince was abolished. Anjia's chips were all empty.

There are many people waiting to see the lively Anjia, but they are still afraid of the Northern War Palace and dare not do anything on the bright side. Regardless of the rumors, An Zhike is still the decent Yue family of the Northern War King.

Only in this way, An Jia had to get on the big ship of the Northern Warlord.

The Northern War King had never had a good face (color) facing An Zhike, and they could only put their ideas on An Changqing. So there was the drama of An Changduan's chance encounter.

It's just a thousand counts, and it didn't count that An Changqing didn't even save a bit of face.

Chang An stood on the bow ugly, and heard the voice of the second son of Uncle Xiaowen's family: "If the princess's words are publicized, I'm afraid it will be criticized."

An Changqing said, "My parents are not kind, and my brothers are not in harmony. The grievances between me and An's family have long been rumored in Yejing. Since I was not afraid of criticism before, why should I be afraid of it at this time?"

Hearing the words, the children of the aristocratic family who traveled with him were taken aback, and then smiled and toasted to him. Wenchang Hou Shizi said with emotion: "If I can afford to be the same as the princess, my mother may not have to be scolded in the back house every day."

Hou Wenchang was well-known in Yejing, and his wife and concubines in the eighteen rooms were not good at all. Mrs. Wenchang Hou came from a family of poets and calligraphers, and her (sexual xing) sentiment was gentle and could not suppress those wives and concubines at all.

Hearing this, other people poured wine on him one after another, persuading him to want to open a little bit, and when he went out in the future, it was all right to take Mrs. Hou out to open the mansion.

In short, everyone who drinks and chats is just like An Changduan on another painted boat.

An Changduan could only retreat angrily, and when he returned to the table, he saw the unexplained eyes of his companions and gave him another breath.

When I returned to Anfu, An Zhike had to ask him to ask him about it. An Changduan was suffocated in his heart, and deliberately repeated An Changqing's words as they were, and then said: "Father, An Changqing clearly has its wings hardened. Seeing the gap, he wants to retaliate against us. Why should we get hot Put your face on other people’s cold (fart pi) shares?"

"Do you think the situation at home is still the same as before?" Anzhi looked at him with a hatred of iron and steel: "I have done a lot for the prince before, and I have offended the three princes to death. If I get married with the Northern War King again Qiu, no matter which one of them becomes the throne in the future, there will be no day when I settle down!"