Author: Luo Wuxiao

Shen Tangluo's lukewarm words sounded heartbreaking to Nangong Qun.

In just an instant, Nangong Qun's handsome face was stained with a layer of sadness that was so thick that it couldn't be dispelled.

His dry throat rolled twice, and his vision slowly blurred.

Shen Tangluo's stunning face was reflected in a pair of warm pupils.

But the memory gradually emerged in his mind fifteen years ago, when Shen Qianyan was lying in a pool of blood, her eyes full of pain, but she couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes.

That woman who never wants to bow her head or submit to weakness will never show weakness or shed a single tear even if she is faced with life or death.

After being together for three years, he didn't know why she was so stubborn.

Perhaps, Luo'er is right, he is a ruthless and righteous person at heart.

He was the one who injured the child in her belly at the beginning, and it was he who left the Xuanling Palace in embarrassment when he saw her covered in blood.

After a long while, Nangong Qun finally found his voice, took a deep breath, and said in a low tone: "Luo'er, your mother's origins, frankly speaking, even your father doesn't know."

"When she was injured and left, my father never saw her again."

His eyes darkened, he paused and then said: "Five years ago, she sent you to Xuanling Palace, but she never stayed even half a minute. She probably didn't want to see her father again. After all, she missed it."

"So, Luo'er, where were you in those ten years before you went to Xuanling Palace? You and..." He seemed to choke, "How did you and her get along?"

where?

Shen Tangluo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cold and cruel aura filled the room.

"If father wants to repent, he should find her himself and tell her face to face instead of pretending to be affectionate in front of me."

After a pause, she raised her eyes and added very heartily, "However, father also knows that she doesn't want to see you, so why bother to say more?"

"Boring." Shen Tangluo's eyes were cold and a touch of sarcasm appeared on his lips.

She put down the tea cup, stood up, and walked out of the hall.

Seeing that she didn't even need dinner, Nangong Qun frowned, his eyes helpless and complicated, "Luo'er, my father asked Mo'er to come back to you because he wanted to tell you that Xuanling Palace is your home after all..."

Shen Tangluo paused as he left, without turning around. He tugged his lips and sneered, saying in a deep voice: "Have you had enough of your father's sad drama? I have never done this, so please don't bother me if you have nothing to do. "

After speaking, she strode away without looking back.

Nangong Qun's expression was dazed, and he sat stiffly and stunned for a long time...

Outside Xuanling Palace.

The night was as dark as splashed ink, and a rustling wind rose from the bottomless clouds and mists under the sky and rolled in.

At the top of this natural moat that makes the world marvel at the color change, an ice-blue stone bridge falls across the sky.

At this moment, Nangong Fei had changed into blood-stained white clothes. She staggered and followed quietly behind several disciples in white clothes.

The usual gentleness and elegance were gone, and the look hidden in his eyes was gloomy and vicious.

Nangong Yi followed her with his head lowered, clenching his fists, and a look of struggle on his frustrated face.

Just as he was about to step onto the Tianqian Bridge, Nangong Yi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the leading disciple's sleeve, "Senior Brother, Yi'er really doesn't want to leave. Can you let me see my father again?"

With a small face, she promised seriously, "I will go back and admit my mistake to my father, and I swear never to provoke Shen Tangluo again."

The disciple in white looked embarrassed, "Junior sister, this is the palace master's order, asking me to escort you to the Yan family in Yunfu. Senior brother doesn't dare to disobey."

Nangong Yi's eyes turned red, and she burst into tears again, "I don't want to be expelled from Xuanling Palace..."

The disciple in white patted her shoulder and said comfortingly: "Junior sister, don't worry too much. Senior brother always treats junior sister with love and kindness. There is nothing wrong with going to senior brother."

Another disciple also echoed, "Yes, Junior Sister, Master's move is not heartless. When Senior Brother returns in the future, Junior Sister can still come back at any time, right?"

Nangong Yi shook his head, "No, senior brother, you don't understand that my father abdicated his mother's position as his wife for Shen Tangluo. It shows that he must be serious this time."
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