Chapter 370: Loyal to whom

With that said, An's drove everyone out of the house and sent Mo Zhu to guard outside, only to look at An Rushuang seriously.
"Tell me seriously, is your father now having an affair with those two princes?"
Hearing her question, An Rushuang raised her brows and couldn't help asking: "Where did you say this, mother?"
An's face was a little uneasy, sitting next to An Rushuang, and whispered: "Qing Rong, suddenly came out at this time and asked your father to resign... Don't you think something is wrong?"
Big brother came back and asked Dad to resign?
An Rushuang was startled slightly and couldn't help asking, "What else did the big brother say?"
An's sighed heavily and frowned and said, "I was very happy, but he forced me to tell your father about resigning. Although the emperor and the courtier were once the emperor, these people were not harmed by your father. Now that I resign and go back, I don’t know what it looks like to others!"
Relatively speaking, An's prefers Mohe, but this kind of thing cannot be solved by her alone.
An Rushuang couldn't help but think of what the Meng daughter just said-Meng Zhiqiu.
What do they know?
An Rushuang's face was calm, his heart was banging, and all his suspicions fell on Anian's identity...
If the eldest brother knew, how did he know?
An Rushuang guessed wildly in his heart, and sweat oozes from the palm of his hand.
Seeing that she was wrong, An asked her quickly: "Shuang'er, what's wrong with you?"
Saying this, stretched out his hand to probe An Rushuang's forehead.
An Rushuang took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed An's hand, shook his head and said, "Mother...I'm fine, you don't have to mention this to your father. I will first ask Big Brother, what is going on?"
She must ask clearly about this matter.
An's heart was a little worried, and he sighed: "I also asked him over and over again, why did we resign and move to Yandi, but he just didn't say anything!"
"what?"
An Rushuang's eyes widened involuntarily.
"Move, move to Yandi?!"
She stammered.
An’s annoyed nodded: "Yandi is at the border. I heard that the customs are very rough, and the products are barren, and the wars are like cows. If your father and other literati go to Yandi...Hey! It’s not Qingrong. Thought!"
An Rushuang only felt that between these things, there seemed to be an intangible and invisible line, but it connected everyone together.
She dropped her slender hands on her lower abdomen subconsciously, and murmured, "I'll ask the big brother."
But after going out, she went straight back to Liuxi Pavilion.
Calm down, she thought about it for a while, but there was only one answer-this road didn't work.
In the evening, An Yipei returned home, he staggered down the sedan chair, his face pale as frost.
Seeing that the whole family was waiting for him, he didn't show any surprise. He just sat slowly and said in a low voice: "Today, the emperor posted a statement."
An Qingrong couldn't help asking: "Is there only a verbal order? Who is the new emperor?!"
An Yipei squeezed the tea cup in his hand and let out a sigh of relief: "The third prince."
As he said this, he frowned: "Shengdu, I'm afraid it will be messed up."
Everyone looked at each other, but they were very clear in their hearts.
But most people were thinking-the emperor must be sick and confused, so he would give such an oral statement.
A young and powerful second prince sealed the throne, but the third prince wandered around the street like this, only knowing that he had fun, was pushed to the throne.
To be honest, the third prince was dumbfounded when he heard this verbal order.
What kind of throne is this, it's obviously a reminder!
An Qingrong couldn't help but said, "Has all the ministers passed?"
An Yipei shook his head and looked at him: "You are here for this too today? You have to be clear, don't care about the chaos of the city, you only need to stand firmly under your feet and be loyal to the throne."
He was very clear about An Qingrong's mission. He never asked about his son's departure and return, but if the emperor and the minister had different ideas, only one of them would lose.
He didn't want him to lose too badly.
An Qingrong looked at the crowd, let out a sigh of relief, and straightened up.
"There are no outsiders here, so I just said it straight. This time I went to Yandi for a mission. If you believe me, then go to Yandi with me. This grand city will eventually become chaotic."
An Yipei slapped up the table and said solemnly: "When the court is in chaos, there will be chaos everywhere! If you keep talking nonsense, I will tie you to Dali Temple!"
"grown ups!"
Meng Zhiqiu stood up abruptly and said with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Why don't you believe in your husband! He is your biological son, how could he harm you and this family! I am an outsider, and I know his hard work, presumably my father? I understand more in my heart!"
"Zhiqiu, shut up!"
An Qingrong glanced around at the crowd, only to say: "Father is right. But what if the loyalty is wrong?"
"If he ascends to the throne, it is destiny."
An Yipei slowly said, "I don't know why you are so hostile to him. Shan'er is now his imperial concubine. You, an older brother, are going to leave your biological sister directly!"
Don't say it was Zhu Han's anger, and he was also extremely puzzled. Why did the emperor know that the hearts of the officials in the court are mostly toward the second prince, but still want to make such a move?
They didn't understand, they were puzzled, but there was nowhere to explain or ask.
An Qingrong looked at An Yipei, then turned to An Rushuang, and said lightly: "I don't know who my father is talking about. I only have one sister in An Qingrong. I never thought of abandoning my family, but yours Shan'er, that's not necessarily the case."
An Rushuang couldn't help but froze, raised his head to look at An Qingrong, and saw that the pain that couldn't be removed in his eyes was deep, and his heart moved slightly.
What did the brother know?
An Yipei frowned, raising his hand to hit it off!
An Qingrong did not hide, but stood still and looked at An Yipei stubbornly.
"Father! Can you listen to me?"
An Rushuang spoke suddenly.
"You want to plead for him, what are you going to say? Shan'er is a vicious person? Shan'er wants to kill the family?!"
An Yipei does not know how to express the sadness in his heart. He has only one wish, that is, the family is tidy and stable.
"No."
An Rushuang chuckled, "I knew you would not believe it, so I won't say it either."
"I just want to ask, who does Dad want to be loyal now?"
When she raised this question, everyone was silent.
The emperor has passed away, and the new emperor has not yet ascended the throne, but is already an elephant waiting for him.
Who should be loyal to?