Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Fangrong was stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Wu to ask this question, and she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Which young master do you like? I can give you some advice."

Jiang Wu asked tentatively, and Fang Rong's expression suddenly dimmed. She sighed softly and said quietly: "I don't think about these things in my mind."

"Then what do you think of Anichi?"

Jiang Wu asked, and Fangrong's body suddenly stiffened in place.

Jiang Wu could see clearly that Fangrong's eyes were shining, and she was obviously worried.

dark one?

That is His Highness's personal bodyguard. He has always been reluctant to contact women and does not allow women to get close to him.

She didn't even know what An Yi looked like.

"Could the County Lord be joking?"

Fangrong reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth and showed an ugly smile.

"Fang Rong, you are not young anymore, and your age is not too young either. You will get married soon.

Moreover, An Yi is His Highness's most capable assistant. If you can marry him, your future will be limitless. "

Jiang Wu said gradually and seductively.

"But, An Yi is just a secret guard. If he doesn't keep it, he will die in a foreign land when he goes on a mission."

Fangrong lowered her head and whispered. She actually had a lot of worries in her heart.

"Don't worry about this. He has martial arts skills and is the most trusted person by His Highness. He only needs to perform well and he will definitely become His Highness's confidant. When the time comes, he will not be allowed to carry out those dangerous tasks and will be given a leisurely life." Isn’t it great to have an official position?”

Jiang Wu continued to encourage, how could Jiang Wu not guess what Fangrong was thinking?
"This is good, that's right."

Fangrong hesitated.

"Okay, Fangrong, you don't have to worry too much."

Jiang Wu patted Fangrong on the shoulder and signaled her to rest early.

Fangrong sighed helplessly.

The night was dark, and Shen Fu made a special trip to visit Jiang Wu. He was a little surprised to hear that Jiang Wu wanted to bring An Yi and Fangrong together.

"You married Yuerong, and now Fangrong is getting married too. Who will take care of you in the future?"

Shen Fu frowned, wondering what Jiang Wu was thinking about?
"Yue Rong is older. I plan to wait until Yue Rong comes out of the palace to find a husband for Fan Rong. As for Fan Rong, I have decided to let her marry An Yi first. After Fan Rong gets married, we will do it. arrange."

Jiang Wu said.

An Yi is a loyal man, and Fang Rong is also a good girl.

The two are a good match.

"But would An Yi and Fangrong's identities be inappropriate?"

Shen Fu said worriedly, but Jiang Wu shook her head and smiled: "What does it matter? Relationships can also be cultivated slowly."

Jiang Wu can understand why women in ancient times were not active enough in marriage.

Because all this requires the words of elders and matchmakers to facilitate it.

Shen Fu thought for a while, so he found An Yi the next day and decided to stop him from being an assassin and instead let him become a guard with a sword in front of the emperor.

He was directly promoted to several official positions.

An Yi felt incredible after hearing this.

"Your Highness, did you do something wrong in the humble position? Your Highness does not want the humble position to be by your side?"

An Yi immediately knelt in front of Shen Fu, looking terrified.

"This is what I mean, An Yi, can you promise me?"

Shen Fu asked in a serious tone. After An Yi hesitated for a moment, he immediately kowtowed and thanked him.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Shen Fu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, and then left.

An Yi wonders why Shen Fu suddenly changed his mind?
But in everything, he could only obey Shen Fu's orders.

Fang Rong, who was on the other side, was very worried. As she was walking, she met An Yi who was coming back. "Miss Fangrong, An Yi has something to ask you."

An Yi stood there, staring at her with a pair of piercing black eyes.

Fangrong raised her head and glanced at An Yi, who was dressed in black and looked quite cold and serious.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Fangrong responded.

"Do you know why His Highness suddenly transferred me to serve the Emperor in front of the palace?"

An Yi frowned, always feeling that Fangrong should know some inside information.

"How do I know? It's not what I meant!"

Fangrong had a cold face and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Fang Rong! I've heard rumors in the house recently." An Yi didn't know what Fan Rong meant?
Someone actually spread a rumor in the mansion that Fangrong was in love with An Yi, so they begged the county boss to ask Shen Fu to promote him.

This incident became more and more bizarre as it spread, so Anichi wanted to ask himself what was going on?

"An Yi! I don't care what rumors there are in the house, but don't forget your duty. Since you are the emperor's sword-wielding guard, you should complete the tasks entrusted to you by His Highness. You should not have any thoughts. Just don’t think about it!”

Fangrong's attitude was very firm, and An Yi was a little impatient.

"Where is the County Lord? I want to see the County Lord!"

An Yi knew that he and Fangrong would always get into a fight without even saying a few words, so he simply went straight to Jiang Wu's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Wu sitting at the table, drinking tea leisurely.

A flash of surprise flashed across An Yi's eyes, and then he quickly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and shouted respectfully: "I see the county master!"

"Get up, what do you want to ask?"

Jiang Wu put down the cup and stared at An Yi with burning eyes.

An Yi pondered for a moment, and finally asked: "What I want to ask is why you transferred a humble position to the capital, and why you suddenly changed your original intention and planned to let your subordinate marry girl Fangrong?"

Fangrong's status was clear. She was the county lord and An Yi's master, but Shen Fu suddenly changed his mind and asked him to marry Fangrong.

Anichi really didn't understand.

"I said, what is going on in your head? You can't even understand this kind of thing?"

Jiang Wu couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said helplessly.

An Yi remained silent and said: "I don't want to take a wife because of my humble position."

"why?"

Jiang Wu asked in surprise.

"because."

A trace of pain flashed in An Yi's eyes, and he seemed unwilling to mention this matter more.

"Anichi! Who is hiding in your heart?"

"No, An Yi only has the Lord in his heart."

An Yi's expression was a little complicated, he lowered his head and said in a somewhat ethereal voice.

Jiang Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she wanted to read some clues from An Yi's face, but An Yi still refused to let go.

"An Yi, you don't have to hide your affairs from me. I know everything, but I hope you can tell me, what kind of girl can make you miss her so much?"

Jiang Wu coughed slightly and said awkwardly.

"Subordinate."

An Yi gritted his teeth, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

"Okay, I won't force you. I don't want to be a matchmaker anyway."

Jiang Wu shrugged. She really did good things, which was chilling. She thought she would be a good mistress, but she turned out not to be as good as those matchmakers.

"The subordinate has retired."