Chapter 147: Loading the Voice

"Babies who land on the ground and don't cry are mostly considered unsound, and those who cry are good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info has to cry from the moment of birth, which shows that people suffer a lot in life. Ning Chao said.

Uncle Tai said, "Whether you suffer or not depends on how everyone chooses, and if you choose well, you will not suffer." ”

If Ning Chaolai can let go, he will not be tormented by endless hatred and guilt.

"Speaking of choices, I didn't have an uncle general to choose, I chose the prime minister as Ah Weng, but the government fell and the family became a family. Uncle Tai chose the general well, and chose the old general as Ah Weng, who was born smooth sailing and never suffered. Ning Chaolai smiled, slowly put the scissors against Uncle Tai's heart, and said, "However, a life that is too complete is too boring, and a life that has not endured pain and pain, what a pity, General Tai said it, isn't it?" ”

Begonia and Peony even forgot to exclaim, they only held their breath and stared at the scissors, as long as Ning Chaolai used force, the scissors would pierce Uncle Tai's heart.

Uncle Tai didn't know that he still had a pair of scissors in his heart, nodded indifferently, and said, "Yes." ”

Ignoring the sword, needless life and death, and being ruthless to herself, how can she be the only one?

"The general is invincible all over the world, invulnerable, and has never been defeated, and today I will let the general experience what it means to suffer."

Ning Chaolai's eyes turned red, and he stabbed the scissors into Uncle Tai's chest.

When the scissors pierced through the clothes, pierced the flesh and skin, and pierced the heart by about an inch, Uncle Tai pulled away Ning Chaolai's hand and threw the scissors aside.

Blood flowed out of Uncle Tai's heart, soaking the court clothes.

The blood of a ruthless person is black!

Ning Chaolai opened his eyes wide, pointed at Uncle Tai, and roared,

"Ah Weng owes Mu Zi, it has already been paid off, you mother and son don't think about using old things as an excuse, treat us as fish on the chopping board, and do whatever you want!"

"What are you talking about, what Mu Zi, what old things?" Uncle Tai Wan grabbed Ning Chaolai's shoulders and shook them vigorously.

He didn't understand why Ning Chaolai mentioned Mu Zi, nor did he understand what role Mu Zi played in Ning Chaolai's hatred.

"No matter how much we owe, we have forbearance and concession again and again, and it should be all over! Now, it is Mu Zi and your uncle who owe me, the Prime Minister's Mansion, Liu Lan, and countless lives! I will use your blood and Mu Zi's life to repay these blood debts. ”

Ning Chaolai said angrily that Mu Zi and Uncle Tai were not, and when it came to emotion, he shook off Uncle Tai's hand vigorously.

Huo Di got up, but fell to the ground.

Once humble, now embarrassed.

Ning Chaolai propped her hands on the ground and laughed self-deprecatingly, in front of Uncle Tai, she always couldn't even keep her self-esteem.

Uncle Tai's outstretched hand was quickly withdrawn, and he said to the peony and begonia,

"Lift the son-in-law up."

Thinking of Ning Chaolai's cruelty, Peony and Begonia stepped forward boldly, and one of them grabbed Ning Chaolai's arm and put the person up, sensing that Ning Chaolai's legs were weak, unable to stand, and did not dare to let go.

Uncle Tai pressed Ning Chaolai back to the bed and sat down, looking at the decoction on the table.

Haitang understood what Uncle Tai meant, and hurriedly handed over the decoction.

Uncle Tai took a spoon and scooped up the decoction, fed it to Ning Chaolai's lips, and said,

"It's not cold or hot, it's just right to drink at this time."

Ning Chaolai raised his hand and knocked the spoon aside.

"You're the one who is terminally ill!" Ning Chaolai roared angrily and raised his hand again.

Uncle Tai turned sideways slightly, avoided Ning Chaolai's hand, and held the medicine bowl firmly in his hand.

Ning Chaolai's hands came out together, and his palms brought the wind, and Uncle Tai Huan dissolved Ning Chaolai's palm wind with only one hand.

Ning Chaolai quickly walked around from under the pillow with one hand, and then with a flick of his sleeves, dozens of silver needles shot out towards the door of Uncle Tai's face.

Uncle Tai got up to dodge, and when he turned around, most of the decoction was spilled, he simply threw the medicine bowl, avoided it, and watched the silver needle nailed into the wooden window, about half a finger deep.

Peony and Begonia were dumbfounded, and they really couldn't see that Ning Chaolai, who could be blown down by a gust of wind, actually had this ability, and a secret weapon made him superb.

If it weren't for Uncle Tai's quick movements, the silver needle would be enough to bear on his body.

"Uncle Tai, why bother a paralyzed man, send me back to Zizhu Tower."

Ning Chaolai lowered his head, instantly lost his vitality, his loose hair was scattered, and his messy long hair hung down under his shoulders at will, covering half of his face.

Paralysic, peony and begonia looked at each other, Ning Chaolai woke up and asked for a wheelchair, it turned out that Ning Chaolai became a paralytic? The talented woman of Chang'an, who was in the limelight in the past, became a paralyzed?

No wonder they have a strange temperament and a thirst for killing, and the two of them also understand some of the reasons why Ning Chaolai's temperament has changed greatly.

When Uncle Tai heard Ning Chaolai call himself a paralyzed person, his heart was moved and softened into water.

But his softened heart became stiff again when he saw the strand of white hair on Ning Chaolai's shoulder.

Not long after Liu Lan left, Ning Chaolai was sad and angry in his heart, he couldn't let Ning Chaolai go back and forth to the sad place of Zizhulou.

He sat down on the left side of Ning Chaolai and said to Peony,

"Go boil the medicine again, pay attention to the heat."

"Uncle Tai! I'll say it again, how about I, don't do your thing, don't try to imprison me. ”

Ning Chaolai tugged at Uncle Tai's clothes, and his eyes were dyed with a layer of moisture. She has fallen to such a point, does Uncle Tai still refuse to let her go?

Uncle Tai said with a calm face, "I have no freedom to restrain you, if you walk out of the gate of the General's Mansion today, I will not stop you." ”

However, with Ning Chaolai's personal ability, standing for a while is all delusional, how can he get out of the General's Mansion?

Ning Chaolai lowered his hands.

Peony hurriedly went out to decoction.

Haitang called hot soup for Ning Chaolai to wipe the blood on his face.

The silk silk touched his cheek, Ning Chaolai suddenly clasped Haitang's wrist, and asked with a wicked smile,

"Are you afraid to watch me kill people with your own eyes?"

Haitang met Ning Chaolai's gaze, shook his head, and chuckled,

"Slaves are not afraid."

Ning Chaolai withdrew his hand and sat upright expressionlessly.

Uncle Tai said, "Don't let your son-in-law touch anything like a sword in the future, and don't use sharp things in jewelry." ”

"Also," Uncle Tai thought for a moment, then continued, "When the Wood Divine Doctor came to diagnose and treat, let him remember to take the silver needle away. ”

What Fang Cai Ning used in the Dynasty was not the silver needle of the Wood Divine Doctor.

Wiping the blood off Ning Chaolai's face, Haitang went out with a copper basin.

Uncle Tai smiled and asked, "Seeing the two maidservants in my house, I wonder if you think of the other person in the morning?" ”

Ning Chaolai hung his head and was silent.

Ning Chaolai couldn't forget the past and couldn't let go, so he used hatred to leave her behind and stay in Chang'an City.

Uncle Tai said, "She died for you, if you forget, you don't have her life in your heart." ”

Ning Chaolai knew who Uncle Tai was talking about.

Cuckoo, the cuckoo that has not been seen for many years. I can keep the flower paste by my side without hesitation, because the flower is like a rhododendron.

Uncle Tai said that Ning Chaolai did not take the death of the cuckoo to heart.

No, over the years, Ning Chaolai has woken up from his dreams countless times, thinking about the sound and appearance of the cuckoo all the time, and thinking about avenging the cuckoo all the time.

She remembered very well who had killed the cuckoo.

The bitterness of the medicine outside the house and the fragrance of the porridge wafted into the house, Uncle Tai coughed lightly, Begonia and Peony walked in, Begonia walked in front with the porridge, and Peony followed behind.

"Do you drink it yourself or do I feed you?"

The cold and indifferent voice came from the top of his head, and Ning Chao looked at the warm porridge, stubbornly not overdoing it.

Uncle Tai Huan confirmed that the porridge would not burn Ning Chaolai, so he clamped Ning Chaolai's chin with one hand, picked up the porridge with the other, and forcibly poured it down.

Ning Chaolai's pretty face instantly turned red, and he was choked and coughed repeatedly.