Princess Anle: I'm Tired

Princess Anle started right off with a smooth combo of words.

Yang An almost couldn't hold it together.

He knew this dog of a woman was just playing with him.

He automatically blocked out those words, adjusted his emotions, and pleaded sorrowfully, "Princess, save me! Someone is trying to kill me, someone is trying to kill your most loyal subordinate!"

Lan and the other female officials glanced at him.

They said nothing.

Qin Guo'er burst into laughter and scolded with a smile, "You dog, you're just a nuisance! Loyal? You're just putting gold on your own face!"

That already devastatingly beautiful face.

When her smile bloomed, it looked even more stunning. It was as if in that instant, all the flowers, spirit fish, and scenery in the back garden lost their luster in the face of her smile.

Leaving only her blooming in solitary magnificence.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Yang An had to confess that this dog woman was indeed beautiful, and for some unknown reason...

Ever since he first saw her from behind.

His heart had been feeling a bit itchy, giving him a strong urge to get closer to her.

Yang An suppressed these thoughts and hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "My life belongs to you, Princess. I am absolutely loyal."

From the very first day they met at Yunling Mountain.

Princess Anle had seen through Yang An's lawless and disrespectful nature. She didn't believe half a word coming out of his mouth.

Tossing all the fish bait in her hand into the pond water.

She clapped her small hands, looked back, and scolded playfully, "If even half of what you say is true, I would be satisfied. Tell me, didn't I just fish you out of the Yunzhou Prison? Why are you asking me to save you again?"

"Thank you for saving my life, Princess!"

Yang An was someone who knew how to be grateful. He was immensely thankful for Qin Guo'er sending Assistant Magistrate Wu to save his life. Then, with a solemn expression, he said, "But Princess, this matter doesn't seem to be over yet."

"How so?"

Qin Guo'er reached out her hand, and the palace maids serving beside her carefully wiped it clean.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

The evil old times.

Even wiping one's hands required someone to serve them.

Yang An grumbled inwardly, then recounted the tragic deaths of Wang Gou'er and Zheng Huaiyi's families, as well as his encounter with assassins at Zheng Huaiyi's house.

"Are you trying to say that besides Lin Yeping, there is someone else trying to harm you?" After listening, Qin Guo'er walked towards Yang An with her back to the sunlight.

Her silhouette cast a shadow over Yang An.

When she got close.

Yang An, who was bowing down, inadvertently caught a glimpse of her bow skirt swaying gently with her steps. Beneath the hem of the skirt, a pair of beautiful, jade-like feet faintly appeared.

She was wearing socks woven from white brocade.

Looking whiter and smoother than snow.

Yang An didn't dare to look too much and reined in his thoughts. He raised his head and replied, "Yes, Princess! From Sun Ming's matter to the incident at Wang Gou'er's Wang Family Bank, and even my brother-in-law Li Yan getting his legs broken, it's possible that someone has been pulling the strings behind the scenes!"

"Oh, then do you know who exactly is trying to harm you?"

Qin Guo'er asked deliberately.

Yang An said, "On the way to the Princess's estate, I suspected Lin Hao. After all, my brother-in-law's injury was the beginning of everything, but now Lin Hao has died by my hands."

"Yet the men in black still exist."

"So Lin Hao cannot be the true mastermind behind the scenes. Excluding him, there are no other candidates. After all, our Yang family are all good-natured people. We rarely even get angry with others, let alone offend anyone."

Qin Guo'er said, "Have you never thought about it? What if your brother-in-law's injury wasn't the beginning at all, and the other party's scheming and layout started much earlier?"

Hearing this, Yang An was stunned, and a hint of bewilderment appeared on his face.

Looking at his dumbfounded appearance.

Princess Anle felt a bit annoyed, not knowing if he was truly stupid or just pretending, and if he still cared about that cheap woman in his heart.

A name slipped from her vermilion lips.

"Zhao Guizhen."

To be honest, ever since dying once.

And awakening the memories of his past life, Yang An, who was essentially living his second life, had long thrown this nominal fiancee to the back of his mind.

Now that she was mentioned.

The relevant memories slowly returned. He remembered how he used to hover around her, acting like a spineless simp for two or three years.

A strong wave of nausea surged in his heart.

After saying the name Zhao Guizhen, Qin Guo'er narrowed her eyes and stared intently at the changes in Yang An's facial expression.

Seeing his face turn dark, leaving only disgust for that Zhao Guizhen.

Not only did the anger in her heart dissipate, but Princess Anle was also so amused that she repeatedly patted Yang An's shoulder with her small hand, "Giggle, so pitiful, your fiancee was stolen away by someone else."

Dog woman!

He thought Qin Guo'er was mocking him.

Yang An kept a straight face while cursing angrily in his heart.

Then, he heard Qin Guo'er say with a smile, "If you put the matter of your fiancee being stolen away into this series of events..."

This matter is also related to Zhao Guizhen?

That's unlikely...

Wait!

Who was the person hooking up with Zhao Guizhen again?

As a not-so-familiar name surfaced, Yang An abruptly raised his head and looked at Qin Guo'er's eyes, which were brighter than black gems. A shiver ran down his spine, and he said urgently, "Cui Wenyan! Cui Wenyan, the son of the Provincial Governor Cui Wanzhou!"

"He is Lin Hao's cousin!"

"The night Lin Hao injured my brother-in-law, he was among the people accompanying him. It's very likely that he is the one harming me from behind the scenes!"

Sure enough, this dog was a smart one.

With just a few casual hints, he could figure things out. Qin Guo'er became increasingly satisfied with Yang An.

After his excitement, Yang An's brows remained furrowed.

He still couldn't quite understand. "Princess, if the culprit is really Cui Wenyan, would he strike a deadly blow against my family just out of jealousy? Isn't that a bit too much? Moreover, isn't Zhao Guizhen already with him? Since he already has the person, is there still a need for Cui Wenyan to drive our family to extinction?"

Qin Guo'er corrected Yang An, "First of all, you have no evidence. You cannot prove that the culprit behind the scenes is that insect named Cui. You can only say it might be him, or it could be his family, or even the Provincial Governor Cui Wanzhou himself."

"Secondly, don't think of people too simply. No matter who set up this trap, someone with such ability would not be a fool acting out of jealousy."

She paused, her tone carrying a bit of arrogance. "Lastly, if a woman's value comes only from her beauty, unless she is beautiful enough to reach even one or two fractions of my level, she is nothing more than a pretty piece of clothing in the eyes of the powerful."

"Therefore."

"Why did that insect, or those insects, target your family? You should perhaps ask yourself for the answer to this question. An innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth."

As she spoke.

Qin Guo'er reached out a fingertip and lightly tapped Yang An's chest.

It made Yang An's heart feel a bit itchy.

Furthermore, with this slight touch, an even greater desire actually sprang up from the bottom of his heart, a desire for more contact with Princess Anle. His hand seemed to develop a mind of its own, reaching out to grab her hand.

Before he could grasp it.

Qin Guo'er, refusing to let him touch her, withdrew her hand and said in an unfriendly tone, "You dog, what are you trying to do?"

Yang An was greatly alarmed.

He hurriedly suppressed that inexplicable desire.

Afraid that Qin Guo'er would pursue his earlier offense, he followed Princess Anle's previous words and changed the subject. "Princess, you know I'm just a commoner. My family is completely destitute. Bringing trouble upon myself because of wealth is absolute nonsense!"

"Even if my family had some treasure, I would have used it long ago."

"Otherwise, how could I have been bullied by Wang Gou'er and his gang? If I hadn't suddenly awakened and killed them, my family would have been ruined long ago, and the grass on our graves would be several meters high by now."

Lan rolled her eyes.

Thinking that Yang An was intentionally hiding the treasures stashed in his home because he didn't want the princess to know, she said bluntly, "Young Master, you can afford to be a bit more honest with Her Highness. Not everyone in the world covets your family's fortuitous encounters and treasures."

Yang An felt not only helpless but also a bit numb.

"Is it possible that I am actually being completely honest?"

"I, too, wish that when I returned home, my brother-in-law Li Yan would suddenly tell me he is a Dharma Idol expert, and my sister would tell me that we are the lost direct descendants of some great aristocratic family, allowing me to live a life of idleness and villainy from then on."

"But the problem is, I am really not."

Qin Guo'er stared at Yang An, scrutinizing him carefully. After a moment, she sighed, "Forget it. You dog, you have never been honest. Whether you know or not, you wouldn't say it anyway. Talking so much has made this princess tired."

Tired?

What did that mean?

Does it mean I can leave? But we haven't even talked about how to deal with Cui Wenyan yet! I can't leave yet!

Yang An didn't understand. He then heard Lan order the palace maids to bring over a soft couch, but Qin Guo'er stopped her. Staring at Yang An with a beaming smile, she said, "No need."

Meeting the dog woman's gaze.

Yang An thought to himself, Could it be she wants me to go get it? So he very sensibly offered, "Princess, I will go fetch the soft couch for you!"

"This princess said there is no need."

Her long dress fluttered.

The next instant, Qin Guo'er's beautiful foot, clad in a snow-white brocade sock, came into intimate contact with the side of Yang An's face, and with a heavy thud, she kicked him to the ground!

What is this damn dog woman trying to do now!

Yang An was shocked and angry.

However, before he could even get up.

Qin Guo'er had already smoothed out her palace dress and sat prettily right on his stomach.

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