Chapter 133 Chapter 133
Looking at the young man's watery eyes, An Chuxia's heart softened for a moment, but thinking of this little guy's thoughts, she hardened her heart again.

The voice said softly: "Shi Yu, you stay here, if you want to do something, go to my brother, he will give you money to let you leave.

If you want to stay in Zhuangyuan Mansion, everything here is still up to you, and you can always regard this place as your home. "

An Chuxia's firm eyes let Shi Yu know that she would not change her mind, and walked out of An Chuxia's room in frustration.

That night he sat alone in the pavilion next to the bamboo forest where Mutan had left and drank all night.

It wasn't until dawn that he returned to the room and took out a lake blue plain dress with brocade and cloud patterns from the cabinet, and a blue soft fur brocade cloak which was placed on the bed.

These two colors of clothes are what An Chuxia wears most often. He specially picks out brocades from the warehouse when he returns home, and sews them by himself stitch by stitch while sitting under the lamp.

Shi Yu's eyes flickered, and he picked up the needle and thread attached to the cloak to do the final finishing work. After finishing, he folded the two clothes and put them on the bed, and stroked them gently for a while.

Then he took out from under the pillow the red amber hairpin that he begged for from An Chuxia, and chose to leave without saying goodbye just like Mu Tan.

The next day, everyone got up early to see An Chuxia off. There were three carriages parked at the door, one was for An Chuxia, and An Zixi followed to drive.

Looking left in the middle car, I sat in the front seat, and there was Liu Xiang in it, and Liu Xue with a trace of reluctance on her face.

In the end, the carriage contained the things they needed on the road, as well as Mrs. Wu and her son Da Zhuang, whom they had bought from a middleman last time. The mother and son voluntarily went with them.

The mother and son are smart people. Once An Chuxia leaves, An Jinchen and Runsheng are not often in the Zhuangyuan's mansion. They are likely to become servants without a master. It will be a matter of time before they are sold again.

This can explain why Liu Xue followed even if she didn't want to go to another place to suffer.

If a pretty girl like her is sold to a middleman again, it's hard to say where she will be sold next time.

An Chuxia looked back and forth among the people who saw her off, with a wry smile on her lips, and then walked back to the mansion under the strange eyes of everyone.

When she returned to the gate again, she had an extra burden in her hand.

"Xia Xia!" An Jinchen looked at his sister with red eyes.

An Chuxia put her hand on her brother's arm and patted it lightly. No matter how many comforting words she said at this time, it would not alleviate the sorrow of parting.

"Brother! Don't worry about me, take care of yourself.

If you have something, how can I be a parent officer for the people in Wei County with peace of mind. "

An Jinchen took a deep breath, suppressed the sadness in his heart, tried his best to steady his choked voice and said, "Sister, don't worry about brother, I will take care of myself."

"Sister An!" Gu Fangmiao who had just shouted was speechless.

Gu Shi also patted his granddaughter with tears in his eyes, and scolded angrily: "Nothing, your elder sister An is going to be a local official to accumulate qualifications, so that she can become a high-ranking official when she comes back.

Don't cry and let her leave, I don't trust you. "

After Gushi finished speaking, he turned his back and raised his arm to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Seeing that his proud student was about to leave, Gu Tongsheng said with reluctance in his voice: "Be a good official, you still have a long way to go, don't delay your future by greedy for those yellow and white things."

"Yes! The students respect the teacher's instruction!" An Chuxia replied respectfully.

Three senior brothers, Mo Ziluo, Chen Han and Wang Libin, also came to see them off early, and said to An Chuxia, "Junior sister, write to us about what happened there, maybe we can help."

"Okay! From now on, brother and Miao Miao will need some senior brothers to take care of them!" An Chuxia entrusted.

"Junior Sister, don't worry, the senior brothers will live up to their trust."

Runsong had already reported to the Guards, and now the two brothers were like older brothers, reluctant to look at An Chuxia.

He was also ashamed to express it to An Chuxia wantonly like An Jinchen, so he stood there silently and looked at her.

An Chuxia also smiled at the two of them and said, "Take care, two brothers. After I leave...the family still needs to take care of the two brothers."

Brothers Runsong and Runsheng replied, "Xia Xia just needs to be a good official with peace of mind. With our brothers helping Ah Chen with family affairs, nothing will happen."

Runsong walked up to Zuo Wang and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Take good care of her. If something happens to her, we brothers won't have to do it in the future."

Zuo Wang looked at the seriousness in Runsong's eyes for a moment, and saw the importance of Mrs. An in his brother's heart. I'm afraid something happened to her. Not only could he and Runsong's brother fail to do it, but there might be more serious consequences.

After saying goodbye to everyone, An Chuxia got into the carriage and waved goodbye to everyone. An Jinchen and Gu Fangmiao followed behind the carriage, watching their important person leave with reluctance.

At this moment, the tears could no longer be held back.

On the second floor of a street, there was a man in red, who also stood there watching the carriage leave, clutching a blood amber hairpin tightly in his hand.

At the same time, on the day when An Chuxia left the capital, Xiao Yiling from the Third Prince's House angrily threw the wine glass in his hand on the floor, and the mellow aroma of wine wafted in the hall.

The palace servants lowered their heads to their chests, afraid that raising their heads would offend the moody third prince, who would treat himself as cannon fodder to vent his anger.

The third prince thought that not long ago, he ordered his subordinates to let the female officer who was sentenced to galloping horses in the street be a sinner herself.

If a few more people were killed in the process, then her reputation would be ruined this time, and there would be no chance of turning over.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly delicate woman can jump on the horse and kill the horse that is running wildly.

After that, she personally took out the compensation money, which was going to be distributed to the people who were injured that day and the hawkers who damaged the goods.

It's a shame that the female official sat on the long street for a whole day, and none of the people and vendors went to collect the compensation money.

Now in the wells of the capital city, it is rumored that the female official made decisions for the people, so she was forced to go to other places~
How could they go to collect her compensation money.

The land rogue wanted to go get it, but recalling the scene where those local thugs were beheaded, they shrunk their heads and hid in the shadows one by one.

This time the third prince's plan not only fell short, but his subordinates did not complete the finishing work well, and Emperor Qing'an's eyeliner also noticed the clue.

Being punished by Emperor Qing'an to contemplate behind closed doors for three months is equivalent to a three-month confinement and not letting him go out. How could this not annoy the always arrogant third prince.

But no matter how annoyed he was, he would not dare to do anything under Emperor Qing'an's nose at this time, after all, he is not yet the ruler of this dynasty.

He could only throw wine glasses in his mansion angrily.

(End of this chapter)

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