Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

"Uncle Han wasn't killed by my father!" Nangong Minglu said slowly, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

"He admitted it himself, he said he was sorry for my father!" His lips were pale, and his back was stiff.

He will never forget Rong Baichuan's remorseful expression!

So what if you regret it?

Can you erase the mistakes you made once you regret it?

"On the day Uncle Han got into a car accident, he was drunk, and Dad was with him... But Dad didn't send him home... Dad regretted it, he always hated himself, why didn't he send Uncle Han home that day... What he said It’s regrettable, it’s just guilt, Dad didn’t intentionally kill Uncle Han!... Uncle Han is his best friend, how could he kill him?”

Because of the pain, Nangong Minglu's face became paler and paler, and her words were broken.

Han Xiyan was stunned.

Nangong Minglu pushed him away, staggered back to the hall, picked up the recording pen from the ground, and pressed the play button.

"... On that day, Xiaoyan's mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Your Uncle Han was in a bad mood. He invited me to drink with him..."

"...He was very drunk, I wanted to see him off, but he refused, got into the car forcefully, and closed the door. At that moment, I saw the tears in his eyes, and I thought, he must miss me See him crying, let him go..."

"...The car just drove out of the parking lot, and there was a car accident..."

"...I watched my best friend die in my arms...

"...If I insist on sending him, he won't die..."

"...Since your Uncle Han died, I have been blaming myself all the time, I have never been really happy..."

"...Xiaoyan's mother, knowing that she will die soon, begged me to marry her and let me become Xiaoyan's real father, so that if she leaves, Xiaoyan won't be left alone..."

"...Xiaolu, I never knew that you hated Xiaoyan so much, I always thought that I gave him the best of everything,..., I'm sorry for him..."

……

Rong Baichuan's painful voice was speaking slowly and deeply.

All of Han Xiyan's thoughts seemed to have been emptied, and Rong Baichuan's deep and hoarse voice seemed to come from outside, so illusory, so unreal.

Could it be that this is the truth of the matter?

Is it because of this reason that Rong Baichuan is ready to accept his punishment?

"...If this is fake..." It seemed that something blocked his throat, making him unable to complete a sentence.

"You have lived with your father since you were a child. Can't you see clearly his principles, his temperament, and what kind of person he is?"

Nangong Minglu saw the hesitation in Han Xiyan's eyes, and hope ignited in her eyes.

"Let's go see Dad! Let him explain it to you in person!" Nangong Minglu looked at Han Xiyan hopefully, his eyes so bright.

She took his hand.

His palms were cold.

Her palms were wet with cold sweat.

"Go to the hospital first!" He got into the car, saw the injury on her arm in his eyes, and his heart throbbed one after another.

"Go see Dad!" She pursed her lips and said stubbornly.

"I'll buy you some clothes first, and then I'll go to the hospital to treat your arm injury!" Han Xiyan started the car, and his tone of discussion was no longer in a tone of discussion.

Nangong Minglu reluctantly acquiesced.

No matter how anxious she was to get Dad out of there, she had to change clothes first.

During this time, she has been holding on to the clothes with her uninjured hand.

Thinking of the madness he had just lost his mind, Nangong Minglu blushed in embarrassment.

Han Xiyan looked at the road ahead without squinting, pretending he didn't see it at all.

The car kept driving fast and galloped into a commercial street.

Nangong Minglu looked at the shops on both sides of the road in amazement, and couldn't believe that in such a modern city, there are such ancient buildings and quaint shops.

The speed of the car started to slow down.

Nangong Minglu opened his eyes wide, and couldn't believe what he saw more and more.

She has never been here before, but everything in front of her is so familiar.

Just like...

Just like when she was seven years old, she was walking with her mother on the streets of an ancient town in Yunnan...

The quaint shop also has such a dark red and antique tone, and it also has such a window...

Everything is like turning back time, she seems to have returned to the year when she was seven years old, and returned to the streets of the ancient Yunnan ancient town...