Rebirth: Doting on the Crown Princess

Yes, so charming, especially that red little mouth, every word that comes out of it is so comfortable and touching, it is simply a beautiful interpretive flower.

Just as I was thinking about it, the flower in front of me spoke again, with a tender voice full of grievance: "Sister..."

There were tears in her eyes!

An Qingran looked at her steadily. She clearly remembered all the past events. In her previous life, she was coaxed around by the little girl in front of her. At that time, she believed her words so much that she felt that she was her sister. She

She was following her all day long, calling her sister, relying on her like that, and she felt that she should take care of her.

Therefore, she took good care of her, always taking care of her, and trusting her, but in the end, she climbed into King Kang's bed, when she was the most helpless and vulnerable...

"Sister, what are you thinking about?" An Yanran's little hand pulled up her sleeve, which made An Qingran feel sick in her heart, and she suddenly shook her off.

This made An Yanran's little face change suddenly. She said in surprise: "Sister, do you dislike Yan'er?"

After An Qingran heard this, she came back to her senses. She felt that her reaction was a bit excessive. Now she was still a little girl of eleven years old. She wanted to see if she had changed a little in this life.

He couldn't help but said: "Yanran, why do you say that?"

"Sister, can I come in?" An Yanran's face was full of pity and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Of course!" An Qingran turned aside and let her in. An Yanran entered the room and stood there awkwardly. She looked at An Qingran and said, "Sister, Yan'er only knew what happened today, and she felt guilty in her heart.

I don’t know who to tell, but my father is currently in Dongnuang Pavilion with my mother, and Yanran doesn’t dare to disturb her, so she has to look for her sister!”

An Qingran sat down and pointed to another chair: "Sit down!"

She tried her best to control her tone, otherwise she was afraid that she would go crazy. After all, nothing happened now.

An Yanran sighed: "I heard the slaves talking about my aunt... But I think that my aunt usually takes care of such a big house and has so many things to do. There are times when she can't take care of them. Besides, those servants are usually too lazy to do anything.

What's weird, I always thought that my mother was a loving person, but my aunt couldn't take care of everything, so she started to dominate her behind the scenes. Today, they even dared to give leftovers to the guests. It's obviously not a matter of laziness, but of being stupid.

Oh...my aunt would never ask them to do this. Think about it, how could it be possible for my father to be so rude in front of the prince? Sister, do you think what I say makes sense?"

An Qingran knew in her heart that she was explaining for her own aunt. She didn't want to speak and just nodded.

An Yanran immediately beamed: "I knew my sister was a sensible person..."

"When you say this, you are saying that my father is a confused person?" An Qingran said sharply.

Hearing this, An Yanran was startled: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"What?"

"Sister, do you hate Yanran anymore? Sister would never talk to Yanran like this before..." An Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at her pitifully.

An Qingran knew that her tone was unkind, so she smiled: "It's okay, I'm just tired!"

An Yanran nodded and murmured: "Sister, can you explain to mother? My aunt definitely did not deliberately deduct Dongnuange's monthly salary, nor would she arrange for someone to send moldy cakes...