Right, this kind of gaze is the same as when An Yu looks at An Ning sometimes.

That is... like a brother’s gaze.

Sikong Wuyou didn’t dwell on it for long because he saw An Yu.

They should be more familiar with each other than with Lu Er, yet when they saw each other, neither acknowledged the other, just hastily passing by.

But An Yu, after returning, still looked back in the direction of Sikong Wuyou’s departing carriage.

This man had the audacity to steal Ningning away while she was still young.

It was also his fault for arriving a step too late.

If he had been there, he certainly wouldn’t have let anyone take his sister away so easily.

But now it was too late, the engagement was already decided, and An Yu knew that if the marriage were canceled, the damage to An Ning would be greater than to Sikong Wuyou.

So, as her brother, even though his heart was troubled, he could only suppress his anger and resist the urge to beat Sikong Wuyou up.

"Giddy up..."

An Yu tightened the reins in his hands, commanding the steed to gallop forward.

An Yu was only thirteen at most, and shorter than adults, so the horse he rode was also slightly smaller, just right for him.

However, at the fastest speed of the galloping horse, An Yu saw several dark shadows ahead rushing this way, each with qinggong skills apparent, coming swiftly as if returning over snow.

An Yu knew some hand-to-hand combat, but only for fitness, so he was easily captured without much struggle.

An Ning had just reached the doorway when she saw Mrs. Yan sitting there waiting.

The sweet, complete smile on An Ning’s face instantly vanished, and her steps became hesitant.

She didn’t know how to explain to Mrs. Yan!

Should she say An Yu was taken away by An Bingfeng?

But An Yu had been in town for several days already, and she had never thought to tell Mrs. Yan this news. Would Mrs. Yan believe her now?

The unavoidable can’t be dodged.

An Ning hesitated, not daring to approach, but Mrs. Yan spotted her at once.

"Child, what are you doing standing here? Why not come home?" Mrs. Yan walked over from a distance, glanced at her, then looked around before asking, "Wasn’t Lu Er with you? Where is he?"

An Ning replied, "I came back first, he should be arriving soon."

Mrs. Yan was puzzled, "What’s up? You two didn’t come back together?"

An Ning said, "Wuyou was worried about me, so he personally brought me back."

Upon hearing Sikong Wuyou’s name, Mrs. Yan’s expression turned serious at once, "So... Lord County Magistrate came too, where is he?"

"It’s not appropriate for a man to come over, he left after taking me to the back of the village," An Ning said.

Mrs. Yan chided her, "You silly girl, you don’t pay attention when it’s needed, and pay too much attention when it’s not."

When they hadn’t been engaged, logically, they shouldn’t have met.

Yet, the two of them were almost inseparable and even ate and drank together every day.

Now that the engagement was set, they were finally legitimate, yet she sent away the person just as he was about to arrive home!

This child doesn’t know what’s important at all.

Who knows if Lord County Magistrate would be offended.

After all, Sikong Wuyou’s status was much higher than An Ning’s, and being engaged or not makes a difference, otherwise, Mrs. Yan wouldn’t be so worried.