MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 392 Meng Gong

If Zhu Xianxian knew what Du Yong was thinking, he would definitely yell—all wrong!

It's a pity that she didn't know, so she could only ask: "Then...what would your general say to Shuang'er?"

Du Yong shook his head and said: "The general has explained, this can only be said to Girl Ann."

Zhu Xianxian nodded and said; "If this is the case, then you go quickly. I also want to cook a pair of antifetal medicine for Shuang'er."

Saying this, he bid farewell to Du Yong and turned to the kitchen.

Du Yong watched her leave, hurriedly walked into the house, drove everyone out, and then solemnly looked at An Rushuang.

An Rushuang is lying in the house resting, she doesn't have to pretend to be bad here, but her life is very comfortable.

However, seeing Du Yong's expression of nervousness, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Du Yong hurriedly said: "Miss An, the general asked me to tell the girl. I am afraid that someone from the Yan King’s mansion will come here these days. I hope that the girl must be careful. If there is any trouble, I must send someone to report to the general. Don’t do anything by yourself."

In fact, if Meng Li had said this by himself, it could bring the two closer together...

It's a pity that Meng Li blocked his breath and competed with An Rushuang, so he kicked Du Yong over.

An Rushuang nodded lightly, and said in a deep voice: "I know, thank you Captain Du."

With such a sentence, the following is gone.

Du Yong originally wanted to take a few words back. Unexpectedly, this girl Ann was so agile, so she smiled dryly.

Before leaving, he stopped again and asked, "You...Are you really Hoarfrost?"

An Rushuang smiled slightly, patted Anian gently, and asked, "What do you think?"

Du Yong thought for a moment before he muttered: "I think you may be, but it is more likely that you are not."

He looked serious, but said such an ambiguous answer, which made An Rushuang smile slightly.

"What's the answer to this?"

Du Yong took a deep look at her. At noon, An Rushuang was sitting by the bed, wearing a moon-white plum pattern gauze robe.

She had a pretty but pale face, her dark eyes stared at her faintly, and she looked a little bit inhumane.

Du Yong's throat tightened, his heart also tense for three points, and he took two steps back.

"If so, then you must have been possessed by the hoarfrost. If not, it can't be said to be the born with weight. I heard that the girl used to have a line of life and death, but now, what is in this shell? I can’t tell if it is frost or hoarfrost."

Hmm... This guess is very rigorous, yet bold, and fits Du Yong's single-line mind.

But An Rushuang almost didn't laugh. Her eyes were crooked and she smiled and said solemnly: "That's all you need to tell me, don't talk nonsense."

No, Du Yonghui was **** and burned on the altar. The reason was to confuse the people.

Du Yong nodded very seriously, and said solemnly: "I don't care who you are. Even if you are Baishuang, you are kind to the general. As long as you don't harm people, I won't tell others about you. Listen, you can rest assured."

An Rushuang did not expect that Du Yong could say such a thing, her lips curled up and watched him leave.

Meng Li's warning was very useful. The night after Du Yong came to spread the word, a team of people came to find safety.

All of them wore soft armor and a long sword at the waist.

The original words are like this: "Meng Gong asked us to find the girl to talk to. The sedan chair is already outside, and the nurse is also prepared, and Miss Lao will take the child with her."

The implication was that he would not let any of them go.

Zhu Xianxian hurriedly sent Hongyu to find Meng Li. She was a half-doctor after all, and she followed An Rushuang on the sedan chair with her.

Under such a situation, struggling again is nothing but hurting others and self.

The first time Anian saw such a scene, he blinked a pair of big eyes, looked at this, and then looked at that, not afraid of the evil spirits on these officers and soldiers.

It really deserves to be Wan Rou's child.

The woman who can kick the prince into the lotus pond with one foot still has a somewhat sturdy nature.

An Rushuang touched Anian's little head and smiled slightly.

Zhu Xianxian was sitting in the sedan chair, and seeing her like this, he couldn't help but become anxious: "Why are you not in a hurry? If it's normal, then General Meng should come directly to pick you up. Now how come you have become Meng Gong's subordinates. ? I think it's not easy."

"Well, it's not easy."

An Rushuang nodded in response.

At this time, the emperor hadn't given him a marriage, but Meng Li still wanted to **** his family-friendly daughter. If so, wouldn't it be that he hit his way to death?

"Then what about you, in no rush?"

Zhu Xianxian really couldn't understand her emotions.

An Rushuang raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a calm appearance.

"What's the use of being anxious now? Even if you are anxious, you have to wait until there are spectators! Otherwise, how can you make others happy?"

She is the last person to see others disappointed.

Zhu Xianxian was stupid for a while, stammering: "Wh...what?"

An Rushuang smiled softly and stopped responding.

She reached out and picked Anian's chin, and Anian giggled in the sedan chair.

The officers and soldiers outside listened to the laughter inside, and they couldn't help being confused-this girl, it seemed really strange!

The sedan chair was walking fast—fortunately, it was a sedan chair. If it were a carriage, An Rushuang would vomit now.

After an unknown period of time, at least An Rushuang and Anian slept full on them.

As for Zhu Xianxian, her eyes became red.

The sedan chair finally stopped shaking, and there was a slight noise, and someone outside also whispered: "Miss Ann, we are here."

An Rushuang hugged Anian and walked out slowly with the support of Slim.

A black-armored man was standing outside the sedan chair with his head slightly bowed, looking respectful.

Looking around, there is no such thing as a maid who looks arrogant and domineering.

It seems that the person calling him is indeed Meng Gong. Thinking about this, An Rushuang looked at the person and said, "Lead the way ahead."

The black-clad man respectfully replied, "Yes." He got up and walked to the main house.

An Rushuang walked along the corridor with him. After a while, he saw a detached courtyard in the distance, which was extremely magnificent.

The courtyard in this courtyard is paved with blue bricks, which looks extremely stable. Above the independent courtyard, there is a golden silk wooden plaque with three large characters "Guanyueyuan" on it. The doors and windows are all made of dark sandalwood with tangled branches. The pattern, with a faint sandalwood fragrance.

And in this room, there is also a vast air. On the front seat, there is a man and a woman sitting, and it seems that they have reached the age of no doubt.

It should be Meng Li's parents, An Rushuang thought in her heart.