Quick Wear Peace

Dong Yong was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to go to the palace. He had no choice but to resign from his post and return home to recuperate.

When the Seventh Princess and Dong Yong saw the familiar butler, they knew who had sent them.

"My young mistress cares about you and asks you to take good care of yourself. After all, you still have a child. With maids and servants around, you can save some energy."

The seventh princess was holding a child in her arms. The child was born in heaven and brought down with her when she came down to earth.

Looking at the child in her arms, she knew that she would definitely need help in the future. They didn't have much money, and the gold hairpin was in the national treasury.

I had no choice but to agree, "Thank my sister for me."

She didn't expect that Aning would still care about them at this time. She thought they would never see each other again.

After that, the Seventh Princess never saw An Ning again until she was about to die, when An Ning came back to see her.

"Do you regret it?"

An Ning stood in front of the bed. The face that the Seventh Princess was most proud of had aged, and her body was full of illnesses of varying sizes. She had no peace in her old age, and the pain in her body constantly tortured her.

The seventh princess tried hard to put on a smile.

Regret?

She didn't know, but she knew that people can really recall some forgotten things before they die.

When she was the seventh princess in heaven, she was loved by her parents and her sisters. No matter what she wanted to do, they always stood in front of her.

It all seems so vivid in my mind, as if it happened yesterday.

After going through many things, she realized that mortals also have their own troubles, and life is not always smooth.

The children quarreled, the elder brother did not love the younger brother, and the younger brother did not respect the elder brother.

All of this was something she had never encountered before.

Later, Dong Yong changed and no longer cared for her as much as before.

All in all……

She regretted it, regretted it...

Tears blurred his eyes.

Blurredly, she seemed to see the faces of her father, mother, and sisters appear before her. They smiled at her and slowly stretched out their hands, as if they wanted to take her home.

He slowly stretched out his hand and murmured, "Father, Mother, Sister..."

She really regretted it...

I shouldn't have disobeyed your advice and acted recklessly.

"Bang." His hands fell weakly on the bed, he slowly closed his eyes, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

An Ning shook her head and sighed.

So, don’t be love-brained.

When he walked out, he saw Fu Guanbao, whose appearance remained the same as before, staring straight at Dong Yong who was squatting beside him.

He simply couldn't imagine that this was the Dong Yong who had been described as a gentleman in the past.

With white hair, old face and calloused hands, he looks like a tree that is almost lifeless.

Standing next to Fu Guanbao, I thought they were a grandfather and his grandson.

After Dong Yong resigned from his official position, he still had some property on him, but none of it was taken away.

However, both he and the Seventh Princess needed constant use of expensive medicinal herbs to maintain their body functions, as well as the hungry children.

In desperation, he had to go to his old friend to borrow money. At first, people were willing to lend him money, but Dong Yong had no ability to work and had no way to get gold and silver.

From then on he did some things he would not have done before, but the gold and silver were simply not enough to sustain their lives.

He could only sell the mansion, and later on, he could only sell the slaves.

The son was unfilial. He would make a big fuss over a little money every day and even stole the money they had for buying medicine.

Physical and mental fatigue, coupled with physical discomfort, makes people age very quickly.

"Go check it out, sister...let's go."

An Ning came to Dong Yong and spoke softly.

Dong Yong was stunned for a moment. "...I know."

Looking up, he could see the faces of the two people clearly. The passage of time seemed to have no effect on their deep journey.

If they had chosen the first path, would everything have been different?

But there is no if in this moment, and there is no chance to do it again.

An Ning took Fu Guanbao away.

Dong Yong squatted for a while, held the railing beside him, and slowly stood up. After his limbs regained consciousness, he slowly returned to the room.

Staring blankly at the person lying on the bed who was no longer breathing.

Everything that happened afterwards had nothing to do with An Ning.

"My lady, I really didn't expect that idiot Dong Yong has changed so much."

I touched my smooth face and it was still full of collagen.

Fortunately, he followed his wife to practice at the beginning, otherwise, he would have become like Dong Yong.

His eyes were full of gratitude, and he held An Ning's hand very sincerely, "Thank you, my lady."

"If you want to talk, just talk."

An Ning pulled her hand away.

Just thank you, why are you stroking his wrist with your hand?

"To thank you, my lady, I will serve you well at night."

Fu Guanbao ignored An Ning's disdain and approached An Ning with a smile.

"Thank you, but forget it."

An Ning quickly took a few steps forward, not because she was shy, but mainly because he never stopped.

"My lady, I will definitely be obedient."

When Fu Guanbao heard this, he took a few quick steps because it concerned his own happiness.

"Hmph." An Ning snorted coldly.

A man's mouth is deceptive.

"Miss..."

Time passed little by little, An Ning and Fu Guanbao traveled to many places and saved many people.

As the sun sets, the orange-red sunlight dyes the entire sky red, as if it were on fire.

Fu Guanbao lay on An Ning's legs, looking at the sky, and he felt the energy draining away from his body.

"My dear, you can't look for anyone else in the future. You can only be mine."

Fu Guanbao's appearance has not changed at all, except for his most proud point, which is that the skin care products he always got from An Ning were not wasted.

"..."

"Why don't you say anything? Are you going to look for another dog? I know you like good-looking people the most..."

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he felt, as if An Ning was a big scumbag.

Thinking of An Ning, no matter if she meets a good-looking person, whether it is a man or a woman, she always likes to stand there and stare at them.

The whole vinegar jar seemed to be overturned and filled my heart.

The whole person smells sour.

He is almost dying, and I don’t even know how to say something nice to comfort him.

She shed a sad tear.

"Will not."

An Ning quickly interrupted Fu Guanbao and asked him to continue, not knowing what else he would say.

She just looked at him twice more.

Besides, everyone loves beauty, so why can't she appreciate other people's faces?

"That's a deal."

Fu Guanbao put his hands down without shedding a single tear.

"Yeah." An Ning nodded helplessly.

"So lovely."

Fu Guanbao murmured.

"Yeah." An Ning raised her head.

"My dear, will we be together in the next life..."

"Will do."

An Ning looked at the orange clouds floating leisurely by and spoke slowly.

A gust of wind blew, ruffling An Ning's hair, as if responding to An Ning's words.

After An Ning buried Fu Guanbao, she embarked on her own journey, but there was no chattering person by her side.