Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

Then he burst into tears and rushed towards Nangong Ye, feeling that Mu Nan was getting closer, An Lingqing became more anxious, and quickly buried his head deeper into Nangong Ye's chest, his hands tightly grasped Nangong Ye's lapel, shaking it Head, praying not to be seen by Mu Nan.

Feeling the embarrassment of his little daughter-in-law, Nangong Ye seemed to enjoy this feeling very much. He raised his eyebrows lightly, put away the folding fan and lightly stopped Mu Nan from throwing himself into his arms, then turned his wrist and thumped On top of Mu Nan's head, his calm tone was a bit majestic, "Stand up and talk."

Mu Nan cried out in pain, but he just sighed secretly the familiar pain, stretched out his hands to cover his head, raised his head and looked at Nangong Ye with moving eyes, and cried loudly again , "Master! It's really you!"

Frowning slightly, Nangong Ye tapped Mu Nan on the head with the folding fan again, and said flatly, "Virtue."

Unexpectedly, Mu Nan was knocked on the head, not only did not complain, but he grinned, holding his head, full of excitement, "Master, Master, Master! Mu Nan finally found you, you don't even know that Mu Nan almost died I can't see the young master and young mistress anymore!"

Hearing Mu Nan's voice, An Lingqing wanted to talk to him longingly, but felt embarrassed when he thought of his own appearance, so he could only hold up a piece of Nangong Ye's clothes, and then squinted his eyes to secretly look at Mu Nan.

But at this time, Mu Nan seemed to have just seen An Lingqing, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he asked loudly, "Master! Who are you holding? Where is Young Mistress?"

Hearing Mu Nan's words, An Lingqing was so frightened that he withdrew his sneaky gaze, and remained motionless, fearing that Mu Nan would recognize him. Thinking of that would really ruin his image.

Nangong Ye didn't pay any attention to Mu Nan's questioning, what's more, he narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to gently caress An Lingqing's back, then played with the pink bead flower on his head, not answering Mu Nan's question.

When Mu Nan saw this posture, he immediately rushed up in anger, and without thinking much, he slapped the table and shouted, "Master, you dare to steal someone behind Young Mistress Xiaoqing's back! How dare you cheat on me?! I want Kill you for Young Mistress Xiaoqing!"

Hearing Mu Nan's unsatisfactory words "Hong Xing is out of the wall", Nangong Ye almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but while talking about Mu Nan, he rolled up his sleeves, and then paused for a moment as if he remembered something , pointing at An Lingqing and continuing to shout, "No, I will kill this vixen first for Young Mistress Xiao Qing!"

Before it was too late, Mu Nan reached out and grabbed the skirt of An Lingqing's back. Before Nangong Ye could escape with An Lingqing, he felt that An Lingqing's hands were gripping his skirt even more tightly. Nangong Ye frowned unhappily, and said to Mu Nan, "Let go! We haven't seen each other for a few days, don't you even understand the rules!"

Unexpectedly, Mu Nan did not compromise in the slightest. He stared fiercely at An Lingqing's back with the face of an adulterer, then raised his head full of disapproval and anger, and gouged out Nangong Ye, and said loudly, "Master Nangong! What are you doing?" You can be sorry for the lovely young mistress! And you even scolded me for this vixen, are you my young master? I want to uphold justice for the young mistress!"

When the words fell, Mu Nan let go of his hand and wanted to hit Nangong Ye with his whole body. Nangong Ye protected An Lingqing with one hand and stopped Mu Nan with the other, but Mu Nan moved his limbs like crazy, making Nangong Ye Ye was also a little embarrassed for a while, after all he wanted to protect An Lingqing and not hurt Mu Nan.

Finally, Nangong Ye pushed Mu Nan back with a folding fan, and said loudly, "Enough! You first see who he is!" Mu Nan ignored Nangong Ye's words and continued to reach out , only thinking that he must seek an explanation for his beloved young mistress Xiaoqing.

Feeling the big movement, An Lingqing quietly revealed his eyes but saw Nangong Ye frowned helplessly, stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows with some distress, An Lingqing turned his head and called out sweetly, "Mu Nan Brother, don't embarrass the young master anymore, it's me..."

After finishing speaking, An Lingqing saw that Mu Nan immediately stopped his movements and looked up at him, but the next moment he was completely stunned. When An Lingqing saw Mu Nan's appearance, his face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and he turned his head Turning around, she stretched out her hand to pull up Nangong Ye's front skirt, buried her head in Nangong Ye's chest, and covered his hot face with the cloth.

Mu Nan shook his head subconsciously in a daze, looked at An Lingqing's back full of doubts, then raised his head to look at Nangong Ye, after a while he finally choked out, "Master, where did you find the vixen, Why do you look so much like Young Mistress Xiao Qing?"

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Ye was also a little stunned. He didn't realize what to say, but Mu Nan suddenly contorted his face and said to him viciously, "Master, don't you go find the young mistress, get someone who looks like him What are you doing with the same person! Although this shows that you have not forgotten your young mistress, this kind of behavior is not only unforgivable but even more abhorrent!!"

An Lingqing turned his head in astonishment, opened his mouth, but finally did not say anything, and Nangong Ye saw that Mu Nan was about to go crazy again, finally he was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry.

What a dork!

Lifting the folding fan and hitting Mu Nan hard on the head, Nangong Ye stretched out his hand and pulled him to sit on the bench, somewhat helplessly and somewhat angrily said, "What a stupid piece of wood! I really don't know what Song Yitong likes about you Yes! Give me a good look, who is this?"

When Mu Nan heard Song Yitong's name, his body stiffened for a moment, but then he was attracted by the face that was close at hand. He couldn't help reaching out to touch An Lingqing's face, and then sniffed it closer. Then he looked up at Nangong Ye in confusion, and said blankly, "This vixen even smells like young mistress..."

This time he was really choked speechless, Nangong Ye rolled his eyes and ignored Mu Nan, but softly asked An Lingqing what he wanted to eat, then put the food in his mouth, and slowly fed him.

Seeing this scene, Mu Nan couldn't help being even more stunned. He widened his eyes, pointed at An Lingqing with a trembling hand, and asked in a daze, "Master, are you feeding a vixen?!"

Now Nangong Ye was completely annoyed, he slammed his chopsticks on the table, frowned and said in displeasure, "Enough! One vixen on the left and one vixen on the right, you can't even recognize your own master, I think you are really Stayed hopeless."

After being scolded by Nangong Ye like this, Mu Nan finally had a look of frustration on his face. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Aren't I worried about Young Mistress Xiaoqing? It's the bad guy who kidnapped Young Mistress, and why? Don't let me go to the young mistress, I don't know if the young mistress has been bullied... Woo... so sad..."

I don't know why, Mu Nan whimpered and cried again while talking, crying full of grievances and sadness, An Lingqing finally stopped worrying about his little face when he heard his crying, and stretched out his hand to push Nangong away The porridge that Ye fed him jumped off Nangong Ye's lap.

Walking to Mu Nan and holding his hand, An Lingqing said softly, "Brother Mu Nan, don't be sad, An Ling is here, no one bullies me, and neither does the young master, uh..." ', don't be sad."

Mu Nan wept sadly, tears blinded his eyes, he didn't know who the person in front of him was, he only knew that this familiar voice had a gentleness and warmth that he hadn't seen for a long time, it gave him a feeling as if he had returned home, let him Can't help but want to rely on.

Reaching out to hug An Lingqing tightly, Mu Nan buried his head in his neck, crying into silent tears, and gradually turned into sad crying, he whimpered and murmured, "Bastard bastard Bastard! He is a big bastard, I don’t want him anymore, don’t want him, don’t want him, don’t want him... Young Mistress Xiaoqing, my heart hurts so much, it really hurts, he said he would only love me, he is a big liar asshole……"

Hearing Mu Nan's inexplicable words, An Lingqing felt a faint throbbing pain in his heart. He frowned slightly, thinking about what Mu Nan was talking about and why he was so sad. However, at this moment, he couldn't say a word. Unable to ask, she could only stretch out her hand to gently caress Mu Nan's heaving back from crying, comforting him in his unique quiet way.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Nangong Ye narrowed his eyes slowly, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, but that smile didn't melt into his eyes at all. His eyes were cold and cold. But it seems that everything is clear and clear.

Song Yitong, I seem to have reminded you a long time ago that people who bully my Nangong family will have to pay a price...

That night, Yan Lian was dressed in an embarrassingly thick bright red, holding a red candle in both hands, and walked slowly towards Nalan Xuanxi's room with bare feet. The tranquil palace was shrouded in a thick darkness of night, and the rhythmic sound of the bells gave off a somewhat strange smell.

When she reached the door of Nalan Xuanxi's bedroom where no candles were lit, Yan Lian knocked lightly on the door and called softly, "Xuanxi."

Tears are more silent, stop regretting the past,

Relying on Danqing's great sense of knowledge, Yingying, a piece of sadness can't be painted.

The other words are very clear, wake up early in the dream at midnight,

Qing woke up early and dreamed, and even more, weeping the wind and raining bells the night before.

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56. Chapter 55

With a creaking sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and such a sound came out in the quiet late night, which gave people a dignified and simple feeling, and even made people shudder.

Yan Lian is holding a red candle in both hands, the faint candlelight shines on his plain face which is not wearing any makeup at this time, but