The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Zhao An's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the wooden door in front of him in disbelief. He still couldn't react, how could this be possible, how could this be possible...

An Le really gave up on him, he is like this, she still doesn't want to see him?

Hearing the cheerful response from the servants inside, Zhao An quickly raised his hand, knocked heavily on the wooden door in front of him, and said loudly, "Qingqing, Qingqing, don't leave, I have something to tell you."

"Will you open the door, open the door?"

However, An Le's voice was no longer heard inside, and she seemed to have left.

Zhao An raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door again, but before he had time to knock again, several servants' voices came from inside. Their tone was mocking, and their pride could be felt through the door:

"Didn't you hear what our princess said, bad luck."

"Go, go, go, don't keep knocking, if you keep knocking, we will really go out and beat you!"

Zhao An stood in front of the wooden door, his face was pale and pale, his internal organs seemed to be stirred by something, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, and scenes of the past appeared in front of him.

No, she wouldn't treat him like this, she wouldn't treat him like this, impossible, impossible!

After a pause of only a second or two, the knock on the door rang again violently.

"Anle, come out, come out to see me, I have something to ask you!"

The wooden door in front of him was slowly opened, but what appeared in front of him was not An Le, but a few servants of Prince Qing's Mansion, with weapons in their hands, they walked out of the door with a smile and said to him:

"You are really persistent."

"It's a pity, our princess left long ago, and left after saying that sentence, without even listening or asking more questions."

The leader had a sneering smile on his face, looked at his distraught look, raised his chin slightly and said:

"Do you think it's the same as before? Today is different from the past. Wake up earlier, and don't come to Prince Qing's mansion to add bad luck."

However, Zhao An ignored their words, he stepped forward and tried to push them aside to look inside the door.

"What are you doing!? Stop him!"

"I want to see An Le, I want to see him let me go, you don't have to let me go!"

After a few people pushed and pushed, An Le and Jiang Fu really walked out of the door slowly.

The moment he saw An Le, Zhao An was indeed happy.

He was even a little proud of himself.

Sure enough, An Le would not give up on him. What happened before was nothing more than losing his temper. She couldn't bear to see him really suffer.

But in the next second, seeing Jiang Fu's smiling face appear, the smile on Zhao An's face disappeared, and he became resentful instantly, and he blurted out:

"Why are you here, bastard!"

An Le originally just wanted to say a few words to him to beat the dog in the water, but he didn't expect him to say that about Jiang Fu, and his expression changed instantly.

So before Jiang Fu could say anything, she stepped forward, and at a speed that Zhao An didn't even have time to react, she raised her hand and slapped her.

"Hiss—" Several servants of Prince Qing's Mansion stood aside and watched, and it was unknown who gasped first.

"You hit me, Anle, how dare you hit me?" Zhao An's face was slapped away, and Anle's slap was 100% forceful, which made him a little dizzy, and he paused for a moment. He raised his head and asked in disbelief.

"What's wrong with hitting you? It was you who hit you." An Le raised his hand, facing him to the other side, and slapped his face again.