Invite the princess to enjoy the meal

Chapter 172

An Qingxi was directly taken away by Qingliu and walked towards the ancestral hall.

"Miss San, don't think that you can do evil by climbing up to His Highness the Seventh Prince. In this Marquis Mansion, the old lady has the final say."

At the gate of the ancestral hall, Qingliu stood by the gate, walking towards Anqingxi in a strange way.

After speaking, she opened the door, "Miss San, please!"

An Qingxi didn't look at her, and walked in directly, and the door closed behind her with a "bang" and the lock was locked.

With the wind blowing from the door, the dust was flying, and the light in the room was dim, with only two candles burning, giving people a gloomy feeling.

An Qingxi looked at the furnishings in the house. On the ebony table, there were several rows of spiritual tablets enshrined. From the oldness of the wooden plaques, it could be seen that they were arranged according to seniority. It's been a hundred years.

There were only a few futons on the ground and nothing else.

An Qingxi mocked lightly, saying that it was keeping the old age, rather than confinement.

In fact, no matter how much she pretended to be an invisible person today, she would not be able to escape this punishment.

The little overlord's behavior was too fanciful before, and Mrs. An and others have long wanted to deal with her.

If she uses the name of Little Overlord, she can certainly avoid disaster, but I'm afraid that the grievances will deepen, and they will be even more difficult to guard against.

That's why she changed into the clothes given by the little bully today, in order to arouse the conflict, as expected, Luo Shi really couldn't bear it.

I believe that Master An's dissatisfaction with this wife will deepen again.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest, and she wanted to slowly peel off Luo Shi's true face in front of Lord An.

She chuckled, thinking about it this way, it's not a loss to be punished today.

After looking around, she sat down on the futon, took out the herbal book given by Master, and slowly flipped through it.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps and voices came from outside.

An Qingxi raised her eyebrows and listened carefully.

"Stinky fool, do you have to get retribution? Who told you to punish my mother!" It was An Silan's voice.

"There is no stove here. If you stay here at night, you will definitely freeze to death. If you hand over what His Highness the Seventh Highness gave you, I can kindly send you a hand warmer." An Yilan lured her outside. She coveted An Qingxi's things, and took this opportunity to take them over. Even if An Qingxi regretted it in the end, the things would still be hers.

An Qingxi laughed, really thought she was so stupid?An Yilan was just tricking her into handing over the things, and when she got them, she wouldn't care about her life at all.

The people outside were still chattering non-stop, An Qingxi suddenly smiled slyly, got up and walked over.

"Hey, why is she silent?"

"Could it be frozen to death?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice pierced through, hoarse and ugly.

"Two little girls, do you want to come in and accompany us old people? I haven't seen such a fresh and tender girl in 80 or [-] years. Come on, come on..."

Hearing this suddenly, people can't help but think of the legend about the haunted ancestral hall. The Lanhua sisters screamed and fled.

Hearing the sound of "bang bang" slamming somersaults outside, An Qingxi covered her lips and sniggered, she was really daring, and she was too careless.

Feeling bored after laughing, she returned to the futon, propped her chin with her hands, feeling a little distressed, An Yilan was right, the daytime was fine, the temperature was bearable, but at night, it might be hard to bear.

She glanced at the window sill, she was taller than her, and gave up the idea of ​​climbing out of the window to escape and come back when the time came to pretend to watch the age.

It's snowing outside again, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. She pursed her pale lips, don't you want to hang here tonight?
Wouldn't that be too much of a loss?

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(End of this chapter)