Chapter 1208: He is the executioner

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This is not someone else, it is An Zishang. Since he personally went to Princess Rong to poison Da An's family, An Zi Shang has become seriously ill. He has no children under his knees and only two daughters. The door flourished, and it was rare that the two daughters were also arrogant. One became Princess Rong and the other married into Donggong. Although Xiao An ’s married into Donggong, Prince Rong and An ’s had a suspicion, but he was at that time. But he didn't care. In the end, when Zhong Mingwei became the emperor, he had a greater hope. Compared with Prince Rong's estrangement, he valued Zhong Mingwei and climbed into his in-laws, so for a while, he was very proud.
It ’s just that the good times did n’t last long, and it did n’t take long for him to be proud. Zhong Mingwei lost his momentum. He panicked until Zhong Mingwei was abolished and demolished to Ninggu Tower. His heart was also cold, and naturally he looked again When it was thrown on Prince Rong, it was just a person with a narrow mind and a must-see, like Prince Rong, how could he tolerate the two ends of his first rat? So with the encouragement of his wife and Da'an, he decided to raise the butcher's knife to his daughter, Xiao An.
At that time, he had suffered, but this kind of suffering did not last long, because he did not hold the thigh of Prince Rong tightly. The collapse of An ’s door was sooner or later, he had been wrong once, and he absolutely could not It's wrong again for the second time, so if you only sacrifice a daughter who was born out of no use, you can return to Prince Rong's trust, so why not?
But if at that time, if he knew that Prince Rong's legs were not so easy to hold, and Prince Rong Yong would never regard An's as his own, would he not hesitate to send a killer?
Just before he could figure it out, the news of Xiao An's death passed from Ninggu Pagoda to the capital, but with a blank sheet of paper and two lines of ink characters, his maiden walked through this life in a hurry.
That day, in the face of the death of Xiao An's, he wept bitterly until late at night. He regretted, guilty, and grieved. The words written in black and white clearly showed that Xiao An's died in a torrent, but his heart was clear. His daughter, he is the executioner!
The wife looked at him and wept bitterly, but only sneered three times, and told him not to forget to send the Baiyujiu series, which was made of a thousand or two silver pieces, to the Prince Rong's palace personally to be a gift for a hundred days.
He looked at the Baiyujiu series, which was worth two thousand and two, and looked at the thin piece of paper, only to feel ridiculous and regretful, but the next day he still sent the Baiyujiu series to the Prince Rong's palace respectfully and respectfully.
"I heard that the was dead?" He remembered that Da An was sitting in the Nuan Pavilion, wearing a pearly jewel, slowly eating Buddha and jumping over the wall. When he said this, he didn't even blink his eyelids.
"She is your sister." He had never hated his eldest daughter like this, even when the eldest daughter gave birth to Prince Shishi, long lived grandson and grandson at that time, even with An's door, there was light on the face, but he It's a disgust that can't be said.
"Dad now remembers that she is her own daughter?" Daan's lips sneered at him, and his eyes seemed to be reading a joke, "Dad did not remember when he used to kill his daughter. Is there her daughter? "
How did he answer later?
Oh, he couldn't answer at all, and then he fled and fled in Daan's sneer.
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"I do have Lin in my name, but I don't know which one you are?" Xiao An's looked at the old man in Jinpao standing in front of himself with old tears in his voice, not half familiar and half warm in his tone, "Look You will know that you must be a person with a head and a face when you are dressed up, but from the tracking just now to the direct name of the nanny, this should never be a move that can be done by an identity noble person. This gentleman, please take your own weight . "