Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Nangong Minglu seemed to have recovered from the shock just now, looked at Han Xiyan, and said calmly: "If you can threaten Mei Hanxiang to do something for you, I believe my brother can do it too! So, I don't need to beg you It can also save Brother Chen!"

Nangong Minglu spared Han Xiyan and ran away.

Even though she tried her best to calm herself, her steps were still a little flustered.

Han Xiyan did not chase after him.

When seeing Han Xiyan, Nangong Minglu was very scared.

However, when Han Xiyan disappeared, Nangong Minglu's defense line was completely broken.

The tears that he had been holding back desperately fell down from his eyes uncontrollably at this moment.

Nangong Minglu started to run.

She wanted to escape further.

She fled further away from Han Xiyan.

These years, he was like her nightmare, following her lingeringly.

Even in his sleep, he would suddenly jump out, point to her nose, and count her sins...

She ran desperately.

got windy.

The wind with sand and dust blew wildly on Nangong Minglu's face.

She ran harder.

She wanted to find a warm place.

Looking for a safe haven from the wind.

……

at last.

It's raining.

Bean-sized raindrops hit her body and face mercilessly.

She doesn't care at all.

The road under her feet went from silence to noise, and from noise to silence.

She has been running hard.

The lungs felt like they were on fire, and the pain was like a pinprick.

She didn't want to stop.

Pedestrians on the street looked sideways in surprise, looking at the girl running in the crazy rain.

Nangong Minglu couldn't see it.

All she could see was the bloody skin and flesh when the copper coin was removed from Han Xiyan's arm.

Only the ugly and hideous scars on Han Xiyan's arms and chest...

She finally arrived at the place she wanted to go—the simple and elegant castle in the secluded paradise.

She collapsed on the steps in front of the castle.

Many times, she sat here watching the scenery.

He chatted with Ling Haotian with a bright smile.

At this moment, the door was closed tightly and no one could be seen.

Nangong Minglu collapsed on the ground, her whole body was soaked by the icy cold rain.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number that was engraved in her heart...

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A car broke through the rain and fog, and galloped like lightning on the mountain road that was gradually splashed by the rain.

Ling Haotian held the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he was burning with anxiety.

On the phone, Nangong Minglu was crying so hard that she was so fragile that she seemed to have lost her soul.

The car screeches to a halt in front of the castle.

Ling Haotian jumped down, rushed into the rain, picked up Nangong Minglu who was leaning on the door, and kicked open the closed door.

He ordered the maid to take care of Nangong Minglu and take a hot bath.

In Ling Haotian's bedroom.

Ling Haotian held Nangong Minglu in his arms.

Nangong Minglu was wrapped in Ling Haotian's large bathrobe, making her look even more fragile and petite.

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her body was trembling in his arms.

"Why are you so stupid? You've been outside in the rain, why don't you come in?" Ling Haotian frowned and asked Nangong Minglu, his heart throbbing one after another.

"No! I just want to see you!" Nangong Minglu shook his head stubbornly, like a child.

"What happened, so sad?" Ling Haotian gently stroked Nangong Minglu's hair.

Nangong Minglu did not speak.

Dangling in front of her eyes was still Han Xiyan's scarred chest.

"Xiaolu..." Ling Haotian called softly, he saw the panic and loss in her eyes, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Han Xiyan's hateful eyes appeared in front of Nangong Minglu.

"Don't ask me! I don't want to say it! I don't want to say anything!" Nangong Minglu suddenly covered her ears and cried again.

Ling Haotian panicked and hugged her tighter, and patted her gently, "Okay! Don't say it! Don't say it! Let's not say anything..."

She cried in his arms like a willful child who made a mistake and didn't know how to end up, trembling in his arms.

Ling Haotian frowned, and stopped asking her, just patted her lightly one after another.

Tired of crying.

She could no longer make a sound.

Just sob.

Shoulders shrugged.

Every hit seemed to crash into Ling Haotian's heart.

She suddenly raised her head and asked him stupidly: "If one day, you find out that I am a bad girl, very bad, very bad, will you still like me?"