The wife and husband are not late

Chapter 712 No such blessing

However, Funing didn't want to talk about it.

Because, the feeling on the young master just now made Funing feel more terrifying than General An!
Yes, it is horror!
An Zhenyuan obviously only said one sentence, but Funing just didn't see the casual smile on his face. If An Zhenyuan came in early in the morning, Funing had followed behind him and never left, Funing was not sure. , Is this An Zhenyuan the young master of his family, and, besides, he still needs to practice clothes?
sky!When did An Zhenyuan take the initiative to mention cultivation?

Funing was sweating all over because he was frightened, by An Zhenyuan's expression just now, he felt that An Zhenyuan had changed!Could it be because of the roar of the lady in the morning?Shout out the young master?
If so, that would be great!Funing thought excitedly, if the young master suddenly grew up, he wouldn't have to be so angry.

For a certain Ning who grew up with his young master, there is only such a little hope. When Funing thinks about it, he feels that he is too pitiful.

But Funing didn't dare to procrastinate, what if the young master just got into a whim, if he was late in preparing the training clothes, and An Zhenyuan changed his mind again, what should I do?
After all, Funing has seen An Zhenyuan's only hobby that hasn't changed is gambling. A while ago, he became obsessed with singing. He was in the troupe every day. Funing didn't dare to tell Mrs. An. , If he said it, he wanted to die.

As a follower, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

If Funing knew that what he saw in the theater troupe, he thought that An Zhenyuan's charming dance was just a whim, and his young master once performed in front of His Majesty the Emperor, I wonder if he would bang his head against the wall.

Come to think of it, this is why An Zhenyuan didn't let Funing know, it's not good to kill someone.

In fact, Funing was in the theater troupe, and after watching An Zhenyuan twist a few times, he felt ashamed and hid his eyes, he didn't want to continue watching.

Funing naturally didn't see An Zhenyuan transform into a man after that scene, really, it's a pity, otherwise he wouldn't be frightened by An Zhenyuan today.

An Zhenyuan in the room seemed to be calm, but he was very nervous inside. He clasped his fingers, and he was waiting. He had been waiting for several years. Now, An Zhenyuan was most nervous.

At this moment, Mrs. An felt that she was dreaming. After hearing the reason for the eldest princess's visit, Mrs. An covered her right hand with the long-sleeved shirt of her left hand, and then Mrs. An pinched the inner thigh fiercely with her right hand.

That position, if you pinch it hard, it will really hurt terribly.

However, on the face, Mrs. An quietly looked at the eldest princess in front of her, and said lightly,
"Princess, is what you said, true?"

The eldest princess was able to say a few more words to Mrs. An, and took a sip of weak tea. A trace of regret flashed across the elegant and luxurious face of the eldest princess,

"Yuan'er is a good boy, unfortunately, the one in my family is ignorant, let's forget about their marriage, I hope Yuan'er knows not to be sad.

Princess Anping is not here now, if she is, she will find that her mother, who has always been indifferent in her eyes, loves An Zhenyuan as much as Mrs. An, as if this is her own "daughter".

The eldest princess said the words again, Mrs. An was sure she had heard correctly, and pinched her thigh again, then said with a bit of sadness on her face,
"I can only blame Yuan'er for not being so lucky..."

Mrs. An's sad words made her feel like she was about to burst into tears. The eldest princess was really uncomfortable looking at it.

(End of this chapter)