"The fourth brother, Xiao Nuo will go to court tomorrow!"

An Min endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

This kid is full of bad water and wants to get Xiao Nuo drunk.

Hearing this familiar cold and hard sound, An Yu's hand holding the wine pot shook.

His favorite thing in the entire Marquis' mansion is Xiaoqi, a younger brother who is as beautiful as a porcelain doll, and his most feared is his older brother, who is merciless and old-fashioned.

Facing An Min's gaze, An Yu shrank his neck so he was so timid that he didn't dare to pour wine for Xiaoqi again.

Brother An Min still has his majesty. With him coming forward to shock him, the others really did not dare to drink An Nuo again.

An Xinghou glanced at An Yu lightly, thinking that this kid must have been too idle recently, and he had already started to think about what kind of errands to arrange for him.

It would be better if you can't go home once every ten days or half a month, so as not to keep this kid from pestering Xiao Nuo and causing her to ruin.

An Yu suddenly felt a chill in the back of his neck.

Although Annuo looked pretty clear after a meal, she was actually a little drowsy.

But she was used to being drunk and still maintaining a little rationality, so outsiders didn't know whether she was drunk or not.

When the meal was over, Yu walked to her side, looked at the young girl dressed in a young age and sighed and said, "Your yard girl has been cleaned up for you. You should be tired after traveling for so long. Let's take a break at home today!"

Annuo, who originally planned to return to the National Master Hall, stopped his pace, and after a while, he nodded obediently: "Listen to me!"

Yu's heart was soft when he screamed, and a little smile appeared on his cold face: "Go!"

The always strong daughter rarely becomes soft and well-behaved. Yu originally wanted to raise her hand to touch the little girl's head, but when she looked at her little girl dressed in men's outfit, she sighed in her heart and finally didn't raise her hand.

The young boy in white walked calmly towards his yard, and Yu looked at her back and his eyes turned red.

This was the first time she regretted letting the old monk take her daughter away.

Her daughter, who should have grown up carefreely, carried half of Jiang Guo's sky with her thin shoulders. Who can understand the hardships?

In the past, she could comfort herself when nothing happened to her. She worked harder for her daughter, but she lived a more free and free life than most women in the boudoir. This suffering is worth it.

However, this time her daughter was wandering on the brink of life and death many times and almost couldn't come back. Her emotions that had been tense for so many years suddenly collapsed.

Yu quietly wiped away his tears, not wanting to lose the image of the Marquis' wife in front of so many people.

A broad and powerful palm patted her on the shoulder. A middle-aged man in a dark clothes stood beside her, looking at the young boy who was leaving, speaking in a deep voice: "Xiao Nuo is an eagle, An Xinghou Mansion has trapped her for a while and can't trap her for the rest of her life."

Master Xuyun said it right. With this child's temperament, even if the child was not taken away by him, she would eventually embark on this path.

He still remembers the scene when the child was born.

The small group was watched by a group of people, and they did not cry or make a fuss. His eyes were dark. When he looked at the child, he felt that the child could understand what they said.
Chapter completed!