An Xin suddenly turned around, staring at her coldly and said, "I hate people who are noisy, so shut up!"
An Wan suddenly opened her eyes wide.
An Xin turned and walked away.
An Wan lowered her head and remained silent.
"Wan'er, although we are outsiders, we must speak the truth. Your sister is arrogant and haughty. The Right Prime Minister abandoned Miss Mingjiao and took a liking to your sister, now spoiling her rotten! Who is the Right Prime Minister? In our Dayi, the Right Prime Minister is a figure who can control everything. Like a lotus in the clouds and a flower on the road, the Right Prime Minister's beauty is in no way inferior to the Left Prime Minister's. Second Miss, you are far superior to your sister in both appearance and temperament. The reason she didn't tell you must be because she was afraid that the Right Prime Minister would abandon her and like you..." The speaker was Shen Lingzhi, the daughter of Pinghuai Magistrate Shen Chuan. Her appearance was quite ordinary, and when she said these words, she was naturally full of jealousy. Who wouldn't want to be favored by the Left and Right Prime Ministers? Just take the Right Prime Minister for example, if he liked you, he could really spoil you rotten. Tell me, which woman in the world doesn't like to be pampered?
An Wan paused abruptly and looked at Shen Lingzhi, saying, "You're saying the Right Chancellor likes my sister? My sister was once married to the Grand Tutor, so why would she still be favored by the Right Chancellor?"
Shen Lingzhi snorted coldly: "The Right Prime Minister's temperament has always been unpredictable. If he likes you, he naturally won't mind any of your past. If he doesn't like you, even if you are innocent and beautiful as a flower, you still won't catch his eye!"
An Wan asked hesitantly, "Is the Right Chancellor... very beautiful?"
Shen Lingzhi sighed, "The Right Prime Minister is more than just handsome! Alas, because of your sister, he comes to your house often, and you'll be able to see him soon!"
A bright light flashed in An Wan's eyes, and she said, "I'm going to see my sister. You guys go ahead."
Shen Lingzhi paused for a moment, then a smug smile appeared on her lips.
Upon seeing An Xin, Xu Ruolan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Xin'er, are you alright? If the Right Prime Minister hadn't sent someone to tell you, I wouldn't have known that you were almost assassinated..."
An Xin helped Xu Ruolan up and said with a smile, "Mother, I'm fine. No one ambushed me. It was just a robber along the way, and I chased him away with one punch."
Upon hearing this, Xu Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I didn't have a good night's rest, but I didn't dare to go to the Right Prime Minister's residence to inquire. Fortunately, you will be fine with the Right Prime Minister."
An Xin has a headache. Will nothing serious happen? Things will only go wrong with him!
An Xin casually picked up the teapot, poured a cup of water for Xu Ruolan, and was about to go back to her room to rest when An Wan, dressed in a flamboyant manner, came over and diligently handed the tea that An Xin had just poured to Xu Ruolan, smiling and saying, "Mother, is the Right Prime Minister very good to my sister?"
Xu Ruolan was taken aback, not expecting An Wan to suddenly ask this question. However, it was best to say as little as possible about the Right Chancellor's affairs. Besides, it was truly impossible to tell whether the Right Chancellor's kindness towards An Xin was just a passing fancy or if he had truly fallen in love.
"Shh, don't say things carelessly," Xu Ruolan whispered.
An Wan was indignant. Why couldn't she say it?! Why couldn't she mention the Right Chancellor? The Left and Right Chancellors were so famous; even if she couldn't meet them, she couldn't even think about it?
An Wan then looked at An Xin and asked, "Sister, do you like the Right Prime Minister?"
An Xin thought to herself that this younger sister was incredibly noisy!
Her side was aching slightly, and she didn't want to say anything more, so she looked at Xu Ruolan and said, "Mother, I'm tired, I'm going back to my room first."
Xu Ruolan asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor?"
An Xin smiled and said, "It's alright, Mother, don't worry."
An Wan said angrily, "Sister, you haven't answered my question yet!"
Xu Ruolan hurriedly pulled An Wan aside and said, "Your sister is tired. Let's talk about any problems after she has rested."
An Wan stamped her foot and said, "Mother! I'm her sister, why can't she tell me? Is she worried that I'll steal the Right Prime Minister from her?"
Xu Ruolan's expression suddenly changed, and she said seriously, "Wan'er, don't talk nonsense!"
An Xin pretended not to hear and walked away on her own.
Dewdrop followed carefully behind An Xin and whispered, "Miss, why aren't you angry when the Second Miss said that? Miss wouldn't be as petty as her."
The dewdrop remained silent in response.
Dewdrop pouted and said, "Anyway, the Right Prime Minister only has Miss in his heart, he wouldn't fall for anyone else!"
An Xin stopped and said, "Stand here and don't move."
Dewdrop was startled and asked blankly, "Miss, what happened?"
An Xin glanced at her indifferently and said, "Did you understand?"
The dewdrop nodded blankly.
An Xin then turned and walked away.
Dewdrop wondered why the young lady had suddenly made her stand here. Why?
An Xin pushed open the door, and a strong fragrance wafted out, making her take two steps back.
Her room, after only one night away, was completely different! The things were still the same, but inexplicably they all smelled of perfume.
An Xin frowned and walked towards the bed.
Although the quilt on the couch had been tidied up, the fragrance was even stronger. Just thinking about how An Wan had lain here all night, An Xin felt a surge of anger rising in her heart. She casually pulled the quilt to the ground and lay down on the couch. The fragrance seemed to fill every inch of air, surrounding An Xin.
An Xin closed her eyes and then opened them again. She then got off the bed, went out, turned around the corridor, and knocked on another door.
A moment later, the door slowly opened, and An Jin walked out rubbing her eyes. Upon seeing An Xin, she instantly woke up and hurriedly shrank back, only revealing her eyes as she stammered, "Xin, Sister Xin'er, what brings you here?"
An Xin said calmly, "Move aside."
An Jin hurriedly took a step back, opened the door, and An Xin stepped in. Her gaze fell on An Jin's bed, where the soft couch was still in a mess. Obviously, the little guy had just woken up, and the air was still filled with sleepiness. An Xin walked over, casually pulled the quilt aside, and fell asleep.
An Jin, still wearing her white undergarment, stood small by the door, dumbfounded.
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This time, An Xin slept more soundly. When she opened her eyes again, it was already afternoon. People who are injured probably need to sleep more.
As soon as she got up, An Jin ran over and said happily, "Sister Xin'er, you're awake!"