The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1208: He is the executioner

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This is none other than An Zishang. Ever since he personally went to Prince Rong and poisoned the Da'an family, An Zishang has been seriously ill. He has no children, only two daughters, and he relies on these two daughters to help him. The An family has flourished, and what is rare is that the two daughters are also very competitive. One became Princess Rong, and the other married into the East Palace. Although because the young An family married into the East Palace, Prince Rong and the An family had a rift. But he didn't care at the time. After all, Zhong Mingwei had greater hope of ascending the throne as emperor. He valued being married to Zhong Mingwei more than Prince Rong's estrangement, so for a while, he was very proud.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and he didn't last long. Zhong Mingwei lost power. He was panicked. Until Zhong Mingwei was deposed and demoted to Ninggu Pagoda, his heart was completely cold. Naturally, he He set his sights on Prince Rong again, but how could a person as narrow-minded and unyielding as Prince Rong tolerate such a double-headed person? So under the instigation of his wife and Da'an, he decided to raise the butcher's knife against his youngest daughter, Xiao'an.

At that time, he had suffered, but this suffering did not last long, because if he did not hug Prince Rong's thigh tightly, the collapse of the An family would be sooner or later. He had already made a mistake once. You absolutely can't make the mistake a second time, so if you can gain Prince Rong's trust by just sacrificing a daughter who is a concubine and has no use value, then why not?

But if at that time, if he had known that Prince Rong’s legs were not so easy to hug, and that Prince Rong would never regard the An family as his own, then he would have sent a killer without hesitation ?

But before he could figure it out, the news of Xiao An's death reached the capital from Ninggu Pagoda. With just a piece of white paper and two lines of ink characters, his youngest daughter passed away in a hurry.

That day, faced with the news of Xiao An's death, he cried bitterly until late at night. He regretted, felt guilty, and grieved. It was clearly written in black and white on the paper that Xiao An died in a flash flood, but he knew clearly in his heart that it was his own hands. He was the executioner after forcing his youngest daughter to death!

The lady saw him crying bitterly, but she just sneered three times, and told him not to forget to send the white jade nine-link chain that cost one thousand taels of silver to the Prince Rong's Mansion in person, as a gift for the young prince's 100th birthday. .

He looked at the white jade nine-link chain worth a thousand taels, and then looked at the thin piece of paper. He felt absurd and regretful, but the next day he still respectfully sent the white jade nine-link chain to Rong. Prince's Mansion.

"I heard that **** is dead?" He remembered that Da'an was sitting in the Nuan Pavilion, dressed in jewels, slowly eating Buddha Jumping over the Wall. When he said this, he didn't even blink his eyelids.

"She is your sister." He has never hated his eldest daughter so much. Even at that time, the eldest daughter gave birth to Prince Rong and the eldest grandson of Long Live Ye, and even the An family was in glory. , but he just couldn't express his disgust.

"Dad, do you remember that she is his daughter now?" Da'an pursed her lips at him sarcastically, with that look as if he was watching a joke, "When daddy killed his daughter in the past, Don’t you remember that you still have her as your daughter?”

How did he answer later?

Oh, he couldn't answer at all, and then ran away amidst Da'an's ridicule.

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"My name is indeed Lin, but I don't know who you are?" Xiao An looked indifferently at the old man in brocade robes who stood in front of him with tears streaming down his face. There was no hint of familiarity or warmth in his tone. "Looking at your attire, I know that you must be a respectable person. However, from following you to calling you by your nickname, this is definitely not something that a distinguished person can do. This gentleman, also Please respect yourself."