Since she can't fight head-on, then she will try another way? An Yi stood up silently, stared at her toes with her eyes hanging down, biting her lips without saying anything, not fighting back or explaining, full of grievance and helplessness.

Xie Mantang looked at her for a few times, but did not continue to find fault. After a moment of silence, he said again: "Why don't you keep up? If you can't keep up, don't know how to talk? Are you stupid?"

An Yi looked at Xie Mantang innocently and aggrievedly and said silently, you are stupid, your whole family is stupid.

The warm afternoon sunlight shines in a slanted into the corridor and falls on the floor tiles carved with lotus flowers. The lotus on the floor tiles bloom one after another in the light and shadow, making them illusory. Only one person can own such a famous corridor made of such a unique and precious floor tiles. An Yi, who was walking on the corridor, suddenly knew that she was about to see who this noble person was - the late emperor Yuanhou, the current queen mother, Lian Hua.

In the early years, when the late emperor and Queen Mother Lian were newlywed, the late emperor built a Lotus Pavilion for her. There were curved corridors in the hall and strange bricks under the corridor. The lotus flowers bloomed one after another in the light and shadow. The beauty walked on it, as if she was walking on a lotus. This precious and rare floor tiles were a symbol of the honor and favor of the Queen Mother, but also a symbol of her later shame. After the late emperor inherited the throne, the Queen Mother was defeated by the imperial concubine Wei, and was deposed, and lived in the Lotus Pavilion to recuperate. The former Lotus Pavilion was as illusory as the lotus blooming in the light and shadow. Every day and night, she reminded her of her glorious past and dim future - how much she was at the beginning, how miserable she was later.

If the Queen Mother Lian had a good son and successfully fought a bloody way among her brothers to inherit the throne and respect her mother as the Queen Mother, I was afraid that these lotus flowers would be filled with blood.

An Yi carefully avoided these lotus flowers that bloomed in the light and shadow, and her mood was quite complicated. No wonder Xie Mantang would be willing to spend such a lot of money to make her move to talk to Wu Jing, no wonder Wu Jing was so confident in dealing with people, no wonder Wu Jing and Tan's wife always had a unique look in their every move. Wu Jing, who dared to refuse the summoning of the empress dowager of the dynasty, must have had a particularly wonderful story in her early years?

So is she considered a great success? She accidentally made herself stupid, and then strangely gave her good luck to live again. She accidentally met a miracle doctor with a deep background, and accidentally achieved her wish by using the miracle doctor's power. Don't be too lucky. An Yi suddenly became frightened. Will she be in trouble if her good luck is too far?

Xie Mantang looked at An Yi carefully, but in a daze, and avoided the lotus that bloomed one after another in the light and shadow, and rushed towards him. He stood there waiting and watched her hit his chest. Then the long-lost faint fragrance of medicine instantly filled his nose and chest like an illusory lotus blooming in its splendor.

Before An Yi looked up at the stutter, "Hmph!" He snorted coldly and said, "Put your ignorant and ignorant force, don't look and talk randomly. If you deal with it properly, it will be your benefit!"

Not only did she not scold her but also reminded her that her brain was burned out? An Yi couldn't figure it out.

"Don't be rash! Others are not as good-natured as me. I won't say you if you hit me." Xie Mantang said this seriously with his face. Because of An Yi's unconcealed gratitude, he felt that all the hundreds of pores on his body were ironed: "Look at how careful you avoid these lotus-carved floor tiles, but can you recognize these floor tiles?"

An Yi shook her head and said, "No, I just think it must be very precious." Since she is An Yi, who grew up in a small family and has limited knowledge, and since Wu Jing has never mentioned this past to her, she should not know the famous floor tiles and the owner of the floor tiles, unless the owner of the floor tiles has no intention of covering up her identity and wants her to know about this past.

"It's indeed unparalleled. It's right for you to cherish it so much. It's not an exaggeration to be cautious or careful at the foot of the emperor." Xie Mantang stood tall and stood tall, and his long and thick eyelashes were coated with a light golden color by the sunlight that shone in, making his expression look particularly solemn and solemn.

He was reminding her that the person she was about to meet was noble and unparalleled, and she should try to be cautious as much as possible. An Yi suddenly felt that Xie Yaoren was barely a good person, at least not treating her too badly.

"Are you here?" A middle-aged woman wearing an autumn-scented cotton jacket and skirt, white and gentle, and elegant temperament stood quietly in front of the door at the end of the corridor. She smiled and looked An Yi from top to bottom, and asked Xie Mantang in a low voice: "It's her?"

"It's her."

"Does she know?"

"I don't know. Aunt Wu has never mentioned her past." Xie Mantang carried An Yi on her back and whispered to the middle-aged woman: "Aunt Jiang, she has been growing up in the mountains and wilderness since she was a child and is used to wildlife. She doesn't know the rules. I'm sorry, please give her more advice."

There are very few people who can take care of him like this. Aunt Jiang looked at An Yi very unexpectedly and nodded gently: "Go and leave it to me."

An Yi didn't know what they were saying, but seeing that the middle-aged woman's expression and eyes were not malicious, she smiled slightly at the woman. Her smile was shy and sincere, which made people feel good. The woman also smiled back and ended her conversation with Xie Mantang, saying, "Miss An, please follow me."

At this time, An Yi felt particularly nervous and looked at Xie Mantang, who was standing in front of the door and not planning to enter. Why didn't he accompany her in?

Xie Mantang glanced at her with contempt. Haven’t you always been very brave? This time it won’t work? Keep being arrogant and arrogant.

Even though the beauty still had a lot of charm when she despised people, An Yi hated Xie Mantang's eyes when she despised her the most, and her nervousness faded a little when she was angry. She realized that she had no choice but to retreat and could not retreat again. So the education of the ladies who had already penetrated into the bones of the Anhou Mansion came back. She straightened her back, lowered her head slightly, looked at her eyes without squinting, and walked into the house with the same pace as Aunt Jiang.

Didn’t you say you were good at the mountains and fields and didn’t know anything? Why was your demeanor so elegant and upright, and you could move forward and retreat appropriately? Aunt Jiang was slightly surprised and became more and more kind to An Yi: “My surname is Jiang. If Miss An doesn’t dislike her, she can call me aunt.”

An Yi hurriedly bowed: "Hello Aunt Jiang."

Aunt Jiang pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't be frightened by Lord Xie. Our old lady is the most kind old man. Her favorite is the sweet-mouthed and polite little girl." Seeing An Yi's eyes lingering on a large screen in the hall for a while, she tentatively said: "Miss, do you think this screen is good?"

An Yi smiled and said, "No one has the blessing of Jiang Daozi's Mo Lian to be able to see recent works, let alone paintings with such a huge size, which is truly the only one in the world." It is true that you should be low-key and steady, but you cannot regard her as a country bumpkin who knows nothing.
Chapter completed!