An Xin asked calmly, "How's the seawater transportation progressing?"
Yan Zhen: "..."
An Xin frowned and said impatiently, "I'm asking you a question!"
Yan Zhen: "..."
An Xin was upset and threw off her handkerchief to turn and leave, but Yan Zhen grabbed her and whispered, "You don't mind me?"
An Xin: "..." Why should she dislike him? What's so bad about disliking eating!
"To expedite the process, I have ordered the requisition of people from the East China Sea, which will save half the time. The first batch of seawater should arrive in the capital in five days."
An Xin paused for a moment and said, "Before that, we need to measure the depth of the lake. To know the condition of the lake bottom, we must first dive to the bottom. That is why I need to find the Heavenly Silkworm Silk."
Yan Zhen turned her around and smiled, "I know."
An Xin raised an eyebrow: "How did you know?"
Yan Zhen leaned down and kissed her lips, saying, "I need to know everything about Xin'er..."
An Xin felt a slight warmth in her heart and smiled at him, which was rare for her. The next moment, her face stiffened as she saw him shamelessly bringing his face closer again. An Xin raised her foot and kicked him!
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The silkworm silk arrived quickly, and Xu Hai, surprised, rushed to make silkworm clothes. At the same time, the royal family and important officials in the court had already moved to the temporary palace.
An Xin pushed open the door, and the room had completely changed. An Xin frowned, her gaze falling on the dressing table. She then walked over, casually opened the jewelry box, and the dust-repelling hairpin lay quietly inside.
Just as An Xin was about to take it out, a sharp shout came from behind her: "What are you doing!?" Then a figure pounced over and snatched the dust-avoiding bead away. An Xin raised her eyelashes and saw An Wan staring at her with a face full of anger.
"Give me the hairpin," An Xin said calmly.
"This is mine, why should I give it to you?!" An Wan was furious.
An Xin sneered, her gaze cool as she slowly said, "What did you say?"
Chapter Seventy-Three Where to Touch
Chapter Title: Chapter Seventy-Three: Where to Touch
An Wan felt a surge of anger and was about to retort when her eyes met An Xin's icy gaze. Her face stiffened abruptly, and she said with a slight guilty conscience, "Sister, didn't you give me this hairpin? How can you take back something you've given away?"
An Xin said calmly, "When did I say I would give it to you? Give it to me!"
An Wan suddenly clutched the hairpin protectively. This hairpin was worth five cities! How could she possibly return it?!
An Xin had no time to argue with her. She reached out to grab An Wan's hand, but before her fingertips even touched her body, An Wan cried out "Ah!" and staggered backward before falling to the ground.
An Xin was suddenly startled, then a cry of surprise came from behind her: "Wan'er!"
An Wan fell to the ground and cried out in grievance, "Mother! Mother! My sister hit me!"
Xu Ruolan hurriedly helped her up, saying, "Why would your sister hit you? Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?"
"Mother, how can you be so biased? It was clearly my sister who pushed me! Mother, is my return unnecessary? I might as well go back to wandering outside, being scorned and bullied, living a life worse than death!" An Wan cried and made a scene.
Upon hearing this, Xu Ruolan immediately softened her tone and comforted her, "Alright, alright, it was your sister's fault. She shouldn't have pushed you. Don't cry, okay?"
An Wan sobbed as she looked at An Xin and said, "Sister, if you want your hairpin back, just tell me and I will return it to you. Why did you try to snatch it? I am your own sister!"
Xu Ruolan was taken aback and looked at An Xin.
An Xin said calmly, "Since that's the case, give me the hairpin." Whether it's a false accusation or scheming, she naturally wouldn't swallow her anger if it were someone else, but the person in front of her is An Wan, the daughter her parents have missed for so long, and also her younger sister. If she insists on distinguishing right from wrong with her, in the end, it will only be her parents who will be hurt.
An Wan's face suddenly stiffened.
Xu Ruolan also said, "Wan'er, this hairpin is no ordinary item. You should return it to your sister quickly."
An Wan immediately cried out indignantly, "Mother, my sister hit me, and you didn't even say a word but instead made me return the hairpin. If you're so biased towards my sister, what's the point of having me as your daughter?!"
"I'm sorry," An Xin said without hesitation.
Xu Ruolan was suddenly startled and looked at An Xin. In the past, when she had a conflict with Ming Jiao, the daughter of the Duke of Junguo, even with all the court officials and the emperor and royal family present, her daughter never said a word of apology. She thought that was her bottom line.
Xu Ruolan knew that An Xin was a very sensible person and would not easily do anything to bully An Wan...
"Wan'er, your sister has already apologized to you. Quickly return the hairpin to her," Xu Ruolan said after a pause.
An Wan said aggrievedly, "Mother, I really like this hairpin. If my sister likes it, she can just ask the Prime Minister for another one."
Xu Ruolan exclaimed in astonishment, "You child, there is only one Bichen Pearl in the world, it is a priceless treasure, where can we find another one! Your sister is not the kind of person who asks for other people's things!"
An Wan pouted and said, "My sister isn't that kind of person, but she still took the Right Prime Minister's hairpin, didn't she? Mother, my sister hit me a few days ago without telling you, and my face was swollen for days because of it! Consider this hairpin my sister's apology."
An Xin said calmly, "Mother, please go out first. I have something to say to An Wan."
An Wan's expression changed abruptly, and she hurriedly grabbed Xu Ruolan, saying, "Sister, what can't you say in front of Mother? Are you going to hit me again? Today, Mother will see for herself that you are nothing but a seemingly upright but actually treacherous person!"
An Xin raised her hand.
An Wan instinctively shrank her neck.
An Xin's hand landed in her palm.
An Wan was shocked and hurriedly withdrew her hand.
An Xin grabbed her wrist, a warm, spring-like smile slowly rising to her lips, and said, word by word, "How could that be? I'm not the kind of person who's outwardly upright but inwardly treacherous, am I, Mother?"