Princess An had just finished preparing the lunch list for guests in the backyard, and as soon as she entered the room, she heard him going crazy here.

She held the servant who was standing beside her, helped open the curtain herself, walked in slowly, sat next to him, and sighed quietly.

King An was still angry, but he still didn't dare to scatter the fire at his wife, especially when his wife sighed.

A while ago, because of the attack from the third brother, she suddenly became sentimental. She stuck to him all day long and kept resting. Her smile became much less. Her originally smooth and flat corners of her eyes began to dye her fine lines, and she looked much more haggard.

He almost didn't need Princess An to say anything else, but he was defeated and held his beloved wife's hand and asked, "Do you really want to marry An Zhi?"

Princess An looked at him with her eyes soft as water, but her tone was faint and even a little powerless: "I'm just thinking, when can we parents accompany our children?"

"What are you worried about? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Didn't we also come from young?"

Listening to Princess An's sudden sigh, Prince An's heart sank, and even felt a little sad.

Although he said a few words, his mind could not help but feel that he and Princess An would have gray hair and could not walk. Even a hundred years later, he felt at ease, and he was left alone in the world. How should he handle himself?

"Yes, children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

Princess An sighed again.

King An's heart pounded violently, and he had a bad premonition. He looked up suddenly. Sure enough, she held his hand and looked bright, "So, let the child decide on this matter for himself, okay?"

Princess An's advice has always worked for Prince An, but it is concerned about his own treasures. He is still struggling to death: "Yes, Ke Anzhi is still young, how can she know how to distinguish between good or bad people?"

"I can't let her hide in our arms all my life, how fragile she is.

A tiger father has no dog daughter, it only depends on whether you want to let her go and see it on her own."

Princess An paused and smiled Rourou, "But no matter what, we are behind her, right?"

King An was greatly moved and hugged Princess An in his arms: "Yan'er, you're right."

Princess An finally breathed a sigh of relief indescribable detail, and was about to give the door a successful gesture.

Unexpectedly, King An, who was holding her, suddenly let go of her, stood up, and said with great interest: "But this kid from Jin Kingdom is too far away, I have to refuse, and then find a few wish-full men for An Zhi near our mansion to choose her."

"Ah," Princess An's smile froze, and she hurriedly grabbed Prince An who was about to go out, "But, there may not be anything nearby that suits your daughter's wishes.

And I think the Prime Minister's son looks good and talks and is the new top scholar in the Jin Dynasty. He just doesn't know what kind of character he is, so why should he also be included in the inspection?"

"But he is in the Jin Kingdom, too far away."

"Can we be far away from the capital?"

"But this..." "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

"But I hope my children and grandchildren will be blessed before my eyes."

Princess An was really amused and crying. She pulled his arm and tried her best: "Oh, Prince, just let your daughter decide for herself. She is already a big girl."

"But..." King An was very entangled. He was determined not to give in. But if he didn't give in, Princess An even used the trick of acting like a little daughter.

"I don't care. Anyway, they are coming from all the way. You are not allowed to drive people out of the door directly. Don't forget that they are the prime minister and son of the Jin Dynasty. Whether they refuse or not, they still have to pay attention to the influence of the two countries."

Princess An was helpless, so she snorted, and she let go and sat down without caring about it.

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you, don't be angry."

"I listen to your daughter."

"Yes, yes, all the lady said."

...Listen as the sound inside became less and less, Zelan and Anzhi looked at each other and sneered back to Anzhi's room.

As soon as the two came back and sat down, Zelan couldn't wait to ask: "Sister, do you like that Ning Zhuangyuan?"
Chapter completed!