The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 100

Knowing that An Changqing was going back to settle down, Xiao Zhige felt uneasy after thinking about it, and finally went with him. +++ Catino Novel Network www.mtlnovel.com

An Changduan didn't expect this evil spirit to follow, and he felt a little nervous and secretly happy for a while. Although I don't understand the meaning of Xiao Zhige's move, the Northern War King and the Northern War Princess returned to Anfu together, which is a good thing for today's Anjia.

The three of them arrived at the gate of Anfu with their own thoughts.

The old lady led Li and another (gan gan) person waiting at the door to greet him. An Zhike pretended to be ill but pretended to be decent. At this time, he could not get out of bed, so he did not appear.

An Changqing exchanged a few words with them politely, and then proposed to see An Zhike.

An Zhike stayed in bed to recuperate, and Li took them to the main hospital. Although An Zhike pretended to be ill, he was in a difficult situation these days. His heart was anxious, and his face (color) was really sick. Seeing An Changqing and Xiao Zhige coming, although their faces were weak, they still struggled to get up and salute.

If you were to be someone else, and seeing his sick appearance, you might have to feel unbearable and avoid courtesy. An Zhike can communicate smoothly with each other when he has stepped down.

But it happened that An Changqing and Xiao Zhige looked like a blind man, as if they hadn't seen his sickness, and waited for An Zhi to salute. Waiting for him to stand up while being served by the servant girl, An Changqing slowly said, "You don't need to be polite, you don't need to be tired if you are sick."

An Zhike's face (color) was blue and white, and she was helped by the maid to lie down on the (bed chuang), and said bitterly: "I know you hate me, and this is what you should. Then you mother and son left one after another, and I suddenly felt regretful. I am young. Shi (Xing Xing) love is too strong, and you have a rift with your mother, no one is willing to bow your head. I have resentment in my heart, and even angered you and Yuer...

As he said, he put his fist to his lips, coughed a few times, and his face was haggard and sincere: "...This was my fault. As a father, I didn't fulfill my responsibility. You should blame me. It’s just that now that I’m getting older, I’ve got a serious illness, and regretted the past. I cheekily called Chang Duan to find you, hoping that one day you can and can forgive me..."

The serving maid did not know when she had quietly retreated. At this time, there were only An Zhike, An Changqing and Xiao Zhige in the room. An Changqing used to know that he was shameless and profitable, but he didn't expect him to have such an acting skill that reverses black and white.

Had it not been for his mother to tell him about his early grievances, An Changqing would have said that he would not be really soft-hearted.

He stared at An Zhike who was on the sickbed, his lips moved, and he whispered softly: "The words of Prime Minister An are right..."

An Zhike's eyes moved slightly, thinking that he was moved by himself, but he didn't wait for him to be happy, so he listened to An Changqing continue to say: "You are kind to me, but there is no support. Knowing that our mother and son have been bullied and harmed and ignored, it is indeed unworthy. As a father. In what position does Prime Minister An ask me for forgiveness at this time?"