An Ning wanted to assert that it wasn’t necessary, but the dizziness in her body reminded her that the consequences of defiance were likely beyond what she could bear.
Therefore, even though she was reluctant, she had to accept An Bingfeng’s arrangents.
After An Ning was helped away by Xinghua, Li ngjun, who had been knocked to the ground, instantly felt a cold gaze land on her.
Forcing herself to look up, she saw that the owner of that gaze was the one she had admired for years.
Li ngjun now understood that the sword she had just used to wound An Ning must have already been seen by An Bingfeng.
"My... my lord, please forgive . It was a mont of impulse where I couldn’t control myself and hurt the young lady. I hope you can give a chance to make up for my mistake, for the sake of the young master."
"For the sake of An Yu?" An Bingfeng retorted, "If not for the sake of An Yu, do you think you could have stayed at the Pri Minister Residence for so many years?"
From the rear courtyard to the gatehouse of the Pri Minister Residence, there wasn’t a single female companion. Li ngjun was only allowed to stay because of her brother’s sacrifice.
Li ngjun’s brother died shielding An Bingfeng from a sword. His last unfulfilled wish was his concern for his only sister.
Therefore, An Bingfeng promised him on his deathbed that Li ngjun could reside at the Pri Minister Residence until she got married.
However, unexpectedly, just as Li ngjun ca of age, her betrothed suddenly died, leading to the cancellation of her marriage.
Later, An Bingfeng offered to find her another marriage, but Li ngjun was unwilling to marry.
An Bingfeng naturally wouldn’t focus on a woman, especially when his goodwill was already rejected.
So, all these years, even though Li ngjun remained unmarried, the Pri Minister Residence did not mind having an extra set of dishes and chopsticks.
Later, after An Yu was brought back, Li ngjun offered to take care of him. With the house full of n, taking care of a little child was inconvenient, so An Bingfeng let her serve An Yu.
He had only promised Li ngjun’s brother to protect her until she reached adulthood and got married. Her continued stay at the Pri Minister Residence was entirely due to her care for An Yu.
But having this as a form of goodwill unrequited is one thing; being owed gratitude is another.
An Bingfeng’s current status is enough proof that he has never been soone who prioritizes sentint.
Li ngjun thought she could leverage An Yu’s goodwill, but that was her gravest mistake.
An Ning was helped back to her room, and a doctor imdiately ca to examine and bandage her wound.
However, due to significant blood loss, even though the wound was bandaged, the weakness in her body hadn’t dissipated.
She leaned listlessly against the bed, devoid of energy.
"Do... do you want so water, Miss? Shall I pour you so?"
Standing by, Xinghua felt extrely awkward. She didn’t know if An Ning was thirsty, but she desperately needed a reason to leave and collect herself.
Otherwise, looking at An Ning’s face and recalling her recent kindness always left her feeling ashad.
However, An Ning didn’t give her the chance to leave.
Just as she turned to leave, An Ning called her, "Xinghua, how did I end up here?"
Knowing An Bingfeng, he wasn’t soone who would secretly take people away, but she couldn’t believe Yan would give her up willingly either.
Moreover, even if Yan agreed, there’s still An Dafu; surely her father would have tried every possible way to stop it.
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