Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 559
When Lei Yu received the letter from Menzi, he hurried back immediately.

Yuan Hua received the letter and saw that the handwriting was indeed Nangong Wuchen's, so she didn't suspect him, and felt a little relieved.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when An Ran went to the Xiliang Kingdom to make peace.

The marriage team had been waiting outside Fengyi Hall early in the morning.

"An Ran, the road is high and the water is long, you must take care of yourself."

An Ran was sitting in front of the dressing table in Fengyi Hall, An Yi held a wooden comb in her hand, and helped her comb her hair one after another.

Through the bronze mirror, An Ran looked at Anyi with slightly parted lips, and nodded slightly.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that her sister wanted her to leave.

She was leaving today, but she couldn't see the slightest bit of reluctance on An Yi's face.

It's an illusion, after all, she is her only sister.

Ever since she was a child, Anyi has doted on her very much.

Even when her father was dispatched to the frontier, her elder sister deliberately kept it a secret because she was worried that she would be sad.

It's really inappropriate for her sister to treat her with such good intentions, but she is speculating about her sister's intentions.

"Sister, I can't bear you."

Slowly turned around and held Anyi's hand.

An Yi felt the warmth from the back of her hand and paused slightly.

She looked down at An Ran, and when she met her slightly sad eyes, her heart froze suddenly.

An Ran was reluctant to part with her, so how could she be reluctant to part with An Ran.

It's just that An Ran has learned a secret that she shouldn't know, no matter how reluctant she is, she can't keep An Ran in the imperial city of Gulan Kingdom.

She was worried that if she softened her heart for a moment, she would stay safely, and the two sisters would turn against each other sooner or later.

She didn't want to see such a result, so she knew that only sending An Ran far away was the best result.

Thousands of thoughts in my heart were turned into nothingness in an instant.

An Yi held An Ran's hands backhanded, with a slight curve on the corner of her mouth.

"An Ran, my sister also misses you." An Yi gently patted the back of An Ran's hand: "But it doesn't matter, although Gulan and Xiliang are far away, it's not so far away that you won't see each other for a lifetime. Don't worry, be busy with your sister." After a while, I will visit you."

An Yi's voice slowly entered An Ran's ears.

She heard the meaning of prevarication in An Yi's words, and the eyes that looked at An Yi dimmed a little: "I see."

Closing her eyes, An Ran turned around slowly, and sat quietly facing the bronze mirror.

Now that she has no father, even her own sister doesn't want her anymore.

The only person who still cared about her now, apart from her concubine and master, was probably the only one left, that brat Nangong Yiran.

Thinking of Nangong's burning, An Ran's heart suddenly warmed up.

She received a reply from him a few days ago, he asked her to go to the Gulan Kingdom with peace of mind, and leave the rest of the matter to him.

After reading Nangong Yiran's letter, she realized that the boy who was three years younger than him could actually make her feel inexplicably at ease.

She believed in him, believed that he would not just watch her marry the little emperor of Xiliang Kingdom.

Time is passing little by little.

With An Yi's help, An Ran put on a bright red wedding dress.

Fair skin, set off by the red wedding dress, makes the skin look particularly fair and translucent.

An Yi looked An Ran up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)