Chapter 1275: Chapter 1275: Responsible or Not?
Then… could his Ningning be in danger at this mont?
Although An Dafu had his doubts, he was a seasoned veteran who wouldn’t act impulsively.
So, when he first realized sothing was amiss, he didn’t rush into the room but leaned against the door, carefully listening to the sounds inside.
If there really was an outsider in the room at this mont, they wouldn’t remain so quiet after he left.
However, after listening at the door for quite so ti, An Dafu didn’t hear anything and had to leave.
As he left, he couldn’t help but bla himself, thinking he’d watched too much TV in the past and let his imagination run wild.
Given their modest ho, how could such a dramatic scene of an intruder barging into a boudoir occur here?
An Dafu was unaware that such a situation had indeed taken place in their ho.
On the kang, An Ning lay stiffly, not daring to make the slightest move.
Even though An Dafu had been gone for a while, Sikong Wuyou hadn’t released her.
An Ning was annoyed.
“When does Lord County Magistrate plan on letting go?”
Only then did Sikong Wuyou release An Ning, flipping off the kang with a graceful and dashing move.
However, An Ning wasn’t in the mood to admire it.
“I apologize,” Sikong Wuyou said.
Regardless of the circumstances, he had indeed been reckless today, and it was no wonder the young lady was angry.
An Ning secretly rolled her eyes.
That apology was as empty as a blank check, utterly useless.
Nevertheless, An Ning quickly thought of a way to retaliate.
“I didn’t know Lord County Magistrate has such tastes!”
From An Ning’s teasing gaze, Sikong Wuyou had an intuition that this was not a complint.
However, he was at fault, so he remained silent.
But An Ning wasn’t about to let him off the hook.
“In the dead of night, with the moon dark and the wind high, the Lord barges into a woman’s boudoir uninvited—could this be the esteed family teachings of the Lord’s household?”
It was clear that when An Ning said this, Sikong Wuyou’s expression turned noticeably darker.
Turning his head, the shadows in his eyes gathered into a storm. “Miss An should understand that words can cause trouble, and not everyone or everything is open to scrutiny and criticism!”
He didn’t care about himself; after all, his soul was already tainted, and he’d been cursed too many tis, another insult wouldn’t matter!
However, insults against the Royal Residence weren’t acceptable.
The prestige of the War Prince Residence was not sothing anyone could challenge.
An Ning was clearly startled by him, and when she regained her composure, she refused to lose her montum, “Does the Lord think I’m wrong, or does the Lord believe that invading a woman’s boudoir and tarnishing her reputation is right?”
“I’ve already apologized!” Sikong Wuyou repeated.
“Then does the Lord think, if an apology was all it took, why would there be a need for a governnt office?” An Ning pressed on relentlessly.
“What does the lady propose then?” Sikong Wuyou also realized that An Ning was doing this on purpose.
An Ning nonchalantly threw off the quilt, got up from the kang, and stood in front of Sikong Wuyou.
The young man in front of her was tall and well-built, his face as elegant as jade, while An Ning only reached his waist.
Yet her aura was not lacking at all.
“The Lord just embraced my body and slept on my kang, damaging my maiden reputation. I am a decent family’s daughter, not like those casual singers out there. Now that things have co to this… does the Lord not intend to take responsibility?”
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