Counterattack of an Alluring Princess

"An Si is in the palace again?" Although Concubine Yan Gui was banned, the news was very clear, and her eyes were everywhere.

After leaving An Xia, another An Si came. This Anjia is really uneasy.

Mother Lan nodded: "I heard that Wei Dezhu arranged to serve tea at the Imperial Front."

There is a mocking smile on his face, what is the future of serving tea? No matter how beautiful it is, it won't help.

"An Si is a big-hearted person, but her mind is not on the emperor." Putting down the pen in her hand, Concubine Yan got up and walked around, her complexion getting colder.

"Could it be?" Grandma Lan was also very clear: "But that girl was blinded by one eye, so she couldn't climb up."

Not many people know about this.

However, they didn't know that Yan Zhenggen would not tell his daughter about his plan for the Anjia and Zhaojia teaming up.

Xu Yi escaped from Guigu, but he couldn't find it, and Yan Zheng was not in a hurry. If he wanted to come, he had been contacted a long time ago.

Although Xu Yi's medical skills are not superb, it can comfort An Si temporarily.

A beautiful and beautiful girl who was blind in one eye was indeed unacceptable.

As long as the sight can be restored, Anske can agree to any conditions.

"This is not necessarily, there is also Zhao Jingmei, that woman is not easy." Yan Guifei is still a little worried. She has been in contact with Zhao Jingmei several times and feels ashamed.

In the villa where you settled down, you can stand firm to this day, and you can see the means.

When Zhao Jingmei returned to Anfu, she did not show any signs of dew, but she was very safe, because she was unwilling to give her daughter to the old emperor.

Although she was welcomed back to Anfu and back to the original yard, An Shucheng did not walk in.

In a short time, Zhao Jingmei couldn't make any waves.

But the aunts all over the courtyard want to see the excitement.

Mrs. An, who had been in the Wei Mansion for many days, also rushed back that day. She still doesn't know about Zhao Jingmei's return to the mansion.

When I stepped out of the carriage, I saw the butler's stiff face, and I was taken aback.

The butler stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Madam, Auntie Zhao is back."

In fact, he didn't have the heart to hit Madam An. He just lost his daughter, which is equivalent to losing his influence in Anfu, and now he is back to the enemy.

Mrs. Ann, who was already distraught, was even more shocked. She staggered under her feet and barely stood firm. It was the **** the side who had quick eyes and gave her a hand.

"It's okay!" Mrs. An held her forehead with her hand and waved her hand. This is really a wave of unrest. Fortunes never come, and misfortunes never come singly.

Seeing this, the housekeeper quickly comforted: "Madam, don't be like this, the life and death of the eldest lady is uncertain. Now you must take care of your body."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ann nodded, straightened her clothes, and stepped into the house.

Zhao Jingmei, who had heard about it a long time ago, stood with a group of aunts in the yard, saying they were welcoming, but the posture seemed to be waiting for trouble.

An aquatic-red shirt is embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the aqua-green skirt is particularly conspicuous, and the pictures of flowers and moons on the shoes are exquisite. Although Zhao Jingmei, who is already a handful of age, is gorgeous as if it can drip.

In contrast, Mrs. Ann was overshadowed.

Having been persecuted by Zhao Jingmei for many years, she suddenly saw that, Madam An lowered her eyes subconsciously, and the hand holding the maid's arm couldn't help grasping tightly.

Seeing this, the housekeeper hurriedly walked to the front and said, "Auntie Zhao, ladies and gentlemen, the madam is going back to the house today, and the boats and cars are busy, so I won't entertain you."

There was An Xia as a princess before, and these people knew that An Xia was standing behind the butler, but they were a bit thin.

Now that An Xia has lost his power and is wanted again, no one takes the housekeeper anymore.

Zhao Jingmei snorted coldly: "When did the master of our Anjia didn't speak, but the slave was in charge. Are there any rules?"

After hearing this, everyone agreed.

Mrs. An was flustered, and quickly stood there, suppressing the anxiety in her heart, and hurriedly said: "The housekeeper means what I mean."

Zhao Jingmei laughed as soon as she finished her words. She didn't expect this cowardly and timid woman to speak today. It seemed a little different.

"Since my sister is tired, we shouldn't bother us. In this case, we will go to greet my sister after lunch." As he said, he raised his neck and strode away.

Seeing them go, Mrs. An sighed softly, she was really afraid that Zhao Jingmei would continue to trouble her.

But before I walked back to the courtyard, I saw from a distance that the courtyard I lived in was occupied, and there was no place to stay. This courtyard was later won by An Xia after Aunt Zhao drove away.

Zhao Jingmei didn't know where she came out, and she smiled faintly: "I forgot to tell my sister that An Si went into the palace. There will be too many things to pack in a while, thinking about my sister's stay in the General's Mansion for a little longer. Okay, it seems unfortunate, my sister is afraid there is no place to live."

A sour tone came out from Zhao Jingmei's mouth. Madam An already didn't know how to talk, so she could only cast her eyes on the housekeeper as if asking for help.

"Madam, I'm packing up a place for you." The butler nodded slightly to signal Madam An to be relieved.

When Zhao Jingmei heard the words, she suddenly screamed: "You evil slave, when will it be our turn to make the move! Come on, let me arrest this bold slave."

As soon as the surrounding people rushed up, the butler was **** and sturdy.

"You, what are you doing, let go of the housekeeper." In contrast, Mrs. An's words were even weaker.

"Huh, elder sister, this minion is too ignorant of the rules. I should deal with him for the following offences. Why? He ran into the master like this is your sister's advice?" In a word, Zhao Jingmei robbed Mrs. An for nothing. countable.

At this moment, Mrs. Ann's face turned pale.

Zhao Jingmei had the housekeeper locked up in a water jail, and Madam An was trembling with anger, calling for help, but since An Xia lost power, no one had helped her.

What's more, An Si entered the palace.

"It's getting late, so my sister won't bother my sister to rest." After saying that, Zhao Jingmei took her away.

Mrs. An was left standing alone in front of the locked courtyard, and the huge Anfu had no place for her, even she was still a wife.

"Madam, or let's go back." The little girl beside her shook Mrs. An's arm. She was young and had never seen such a scene before, so she was afraid of going back to Wei Mansion.

Mrs. An shook her head and did not speak. She was the married daughter and the wife of the Taishi. Both fame and fate were closely related to Anfu.

She can't go.

If An Xia is here, she must be speechless.

The small courtyard was locked, and Mrs. Ann had to take the girl to the previous residence. In a very remote location, there were only two huts, which were extremely simple, and the windows had been damaged a lot.

Standing in the house, the wind blew in and the whole body was cold and trembling. It felt better to be warmer than standing outside the yard.

It’s just that from beginning to end, Taishi An never appeared...

All this, of course An Xia didn't know, but it quickly reached Bei Mingxiao's ears.

"Master An is too ruthless." Rong De said. He is now driven out by Bei Mingxian and is temporarily living in Prince Xiao's Mansion. Although he wants to see An Xia, he is worried about whereabouts. Right in the house.

Bei Mingxiao nodded, and never thought that An Xia would have done so excessively. An Xia had an accident on his front foot. He did not think about his father and daughter's affection and it can be understood that he was afraid of hurting the Taishi Mansion. Now he even ignores the relationship between husband and wife. It's really too much.

But this kind of thing is another family chore. Although they can't get used to it, they can't do anything about it. They just think that if An Xia knows the treatment of her mother, she will be unhappy, and there is a layer of worry in her heart.

If this is not the case, I don't know how many house fights there are in the capital, but the movement of the house behind the settlement has been in the hands of Prince Xiao.

Without him, just think of a person.

An Xia, who was still enjoying the easy time on the mountain, surprised everyone when she learned about this. She was not angry, nor did she have any anger. She just shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Love is harmful, my mother can't hold it down, or else. How can I forbear it for so many years? Forget it, Zhao Jingmei just makes things difficult, and may not dare to do anything extraordinary."

Bei Mingxiao nodded. The housework is most taboo against outsiders. Now Mrs. An has not suffered any major damage. When the time comes, she will send someone to Anfu's servants to make some money and tidy up her residence.

Seeing that Mrs. Ann's yard was cleaned up again, coal was added, new clothes and furniture were added, a few good women ran to Zhao Jingmei to give a small report.

The housekeeper was still in the water prison, and Mrs. Ann was so angry that she hid in her room and cried.

As for these new clothes, new quilts and coal, Mrs. An didn't know where they came from. She only thought it was An Shucheng and was still reading old love.

I feel better again.

It's just that as soon as Zhao Jingmei came back, Mrs. An was no longer in charge of Anfu's backyard, and she fell into a leisurely life.

I thought about An Xia even more.

In the dead of night, An Shucheng was looking at the zhezi in the study, his face was a little blue, and more and more of his zhezi had been impeached in the past few days.

The more so, the more he hated Anxia.

It really raised a scourge.

"Come here." An Shucheng was angry and threw the zhezi hard.

"Master!" The servant came in and replied with his head down.

"Where is the housekeeper?" An Shucheng frowned when he saw a strange face came in.

The subordinate hesitated: "The butler ran into Mrs. Ann and was **** in a water cell."

Then he lowered his head severely.

"Madam..." An Shucheng was angry at the thought of An Xia, and said that Mrs. An was even more angry. An Xia was Mrs. An's daughter. How could he not anger her.

With a big wave: "Go, go to Mrs.'s yard."

Mrs. An couldn't believe it when she heard the call that the master is coming. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, tidyed up her clothes, and came out: "Master..."

"Pop!" Before he could say anything, An Shucheng raised his hand and slapped Mrs. An: "Zangmen star!"

Then he shouted again: "Do you still have an old man in your eyes? Do you think that if you have the Wei mansion to support you, you can do anything wrong?"

He didn't mention the housekeeper's affairs, and screamed.

"Master..." Mrs. An was so dizzy from the beat, she covered her face with tears raining down her eyes, she couldn't believe it.

"From today, I will cut off Madam's food and clothing costs." An Shu said in a deep voice to the woman next to her, "Without the old man's order, you are not allowed to step out of this yard."

He was furious, his position in the court was shaky, and he had no bottom in his heart.

"　 Dang!" The door was closed and locked. Across the door, only Mrs. An's sobbing was heard.

In the courtyard, Zhao Jingmei smiled, charming and charming: "Fighting with my old lady, I am still a little tender."</p>