Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Nangong Minglu hesitated for a moment, stepped up the steps step by step, and followed Han Xiyan into the hall.

The hall was dimly lit because the sunlight was blocked by tall trees.

Han Xiyan stood against the light, in black clothes, cold and lonely.

The lonely and indifferent back made Nangong Minglu feel a sour feeling gather at the tip of his nose.

The scars on Han Xiyan's body appeared before her eyes again, lingering.

Nangong Minglu smiled bitterly, it would be great if she had amnesia now!

After a long silence, Han Xiyan suddenly asked her coldly, "Do you know where this is?"

"I don't know!" Nangong Minglu said honestly.

"This is my home! If my parents were still alive, I should have grown up here happily instead of living a life of being dependent on others."

Are you under the fence?

Nangong Minglu felt very uncomfortable.

I'm afraid it's the dove occupying the magpie's nest!

Because of their mother and son, she and her mother wandered for so many years.

However, Nangong Minglu didn't refute him. She always felt that she owed Han Xiyan a lot, and she didn't want to provoke him.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Han Xiyan asked again.

"I don't know!" Nangong Minglu replied honestly.

"Because I want Rong Baichuan to suffer!" Han Xiyan answered every word, gnashing his teeth!

"What?" Nangong Minglu almost suspected that he had heard wrong.

Han Xiyan actually called her father by his first name, and even said that he would make her father suffer!

Her father is his adoptive father!

He loves him even more than her and her brother's adoptive father!

"Nangong Minglu, do you know? I called you here just to destroy you! Because I think, in this world, there will be nothing more painful for Rong Baichuan than you being completely destroyed by me." What happened!" Han Xiyan walked to Nangong Minglu's side, clamped her jaw, made her look directly into his eyes, and said coldly.

"Snapped!"

Nangong Minglu forcefully knocked off Han Xiyan's hand clamping her chin, and took a few steps back, "Han Xiyan, you're crazy!"

"That's right! I'm just crazy!" Han Xiyan forced himself in front of Nangong Minglu, staring at her fiercely.

At such a close distance, Nangong Minglu could almost feel Han Xiyan's warm breath.

Nangong Minglu saw madness in Han Xiyan's eyes.

The madness to destroy everything.

However, she didn't know why.

It's her who has been fighting against Han Xiyan!

It was she who had been hurting him all the time!

Why should he hate her father?

"Why?" Nangong Minglu took a few steps back, holding back his trembling, and forced himself to ask him calmly.

"You don't know yet, do you? Rong Baichuan is the most despicable and shameless liar in the world! He is a hypocrite!" Han Xiyan's eyes shone with intense hatred and cruelty.

"Shut up! Han Xiyan, you are not allowed to say that about your father! He is your father too! How can you say that about him?" Nangong Minglu shouted angrily.

Yes.

She had hurt him.

He was scarred by what she had hurt.

However, she did everything, why insult her father?

"Father?" Han Xiyan repeated these two words mockingly, with hatred surging in his eyes like a storm, "How could he be my father! My father's name is Han Zhi! Kill my father's enemy, he is my father-killing enemy!"

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but Nangong Minglu felt as if thunder was rumbling above her head, and lightning flashed in front of her eyes.

Han Xiyan said that her father killed his father.

—He must be mad!

That's right!

He must be crazy.Nangong Minglu watched Han Xiyan step back with pity.

She has to get out of here, she can't stay with this madman.

"You don't know yet, do you? Your hypocrite father, coveting my mother's beauty, conspired to cause a car accident, killed my father, and took my mother—"

Han Xiyan's eyes were frantic, and every word and every sentence was filled with deep-seated hatred.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!—" Nangong Minglu covered her ears and shouted with all her strength: "You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense! I don't believe it! I don't believe a single word—"

She doesn't believe it!

She doesn't believe it!

Her father is the most upright and kindest person in the world, how could he do what Han Xiyan said?

Han Xiyan is so hateful!

In order to get revenge on her, he actually made up such a big lie!

He is so damned!

Nangong Minglu stared at him angrily.

Han Xiyan calmed down amid Nangong Minglu's loud screaming.

He stared at Nangong Minglu with cold eyes.

It's like staring at your own prey.

Suddenly he rushed over, picked up Nangong Minglu by the waist and carried it on his shoulders.

"What are you doing? Let me down." Nangong Minglu struggled vigorously on Han Xiyan's shoulder.

Han Xiyan ignored her, just wrapped her arms tightly around her, and carried her to the second floor.

Kicking open the door of the bedroom, as if carrying a millennium of resentment, he threw Nangong Minglu on the bed forcefully.

"Han Xiyan! What do you want to do?" Nangong Minglu got up from the bed in panic, wanting to jump out of bed and escape.

Han Xiyan slapped her hard across the face, her head was thrown hard, and she fell on the bed again.

Han Xiyan bullied himself and pressed him over.

He who hated, the anger in his eyes was like an erupting volcano.

Nangong Minglu struggled desperately, almost desperately.

He's crazy!

He is really crazy!

She desperately restrained her trembling that was impossible to restrain, and resisted desperately under Han Xiyan's ruthless suppression.

"Crack! Crack!"

Another two slaps were slapped hard on Nangong Minglu's face.

Nangong Minglu was dizzy from the beating, a faint fishy smell gushed from the corners of his mouth, and his hands that were protecting his clothes loosened a little.

With a squeak, Han Xiyan tore Nangong Minglu's t-shirt abruptly from his chest, revealing a tight pink suspender.

Nangong Minglu was in despair.

The profound sense of humiliation made her lips pale and transparent, tears fell uncontrollably one after another, and her slender body trembled under the pressure of Han Xiyan.

Han Xiyan's hand landed on the pink camisole, but he didn't tear it off.

His eyes fixed on the top of Nangong Minglu's heart.

There.

A pink scar as long as the index finger was clearly printed on the crystal white skin above the chest, which was extremely glaring.

Han Xiyan felt as if something flashed through his mind, so fast that he had no time to catch it.

At the moment when his subordinates' movements stopped for a moment.

Nangong Minglu seized the opportunity.

With all her strength, she aimed at Han Xiyan's eyes and hit him.

Han Xiyan dodged quickly.

But she also had to relax Nangong Minglu's hands and feet.

Nangong Minglu took the opportunity to forcefully turn over and get out of bed, rolling to the ground.

Without hesitation for a moment, she leaned forward and knocked down the vase on the bedside table.

The vase shattered, and the fragments scattered all over the floor.

Nangong Minglu picked up one of the sharp fragments, aimed at his left wrist and cut it off...