Chapter 272, life is better than death

Nangong Xun wanted to die for his mother, but he only asked Nangong Shumo to spare his mother's life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut Nangong Shumo saved Nangong Xun, and finally ordered Tang Ying to beat "Niu Mangfeng" into Princess Qing's body, so that she could feel the suffering he had suffered for more than ten years. It can be regarded as living to atone for oneself.

Although Nangong Xun and Prince Qing are unwilling, they also know that this is the only way to save Princess Qing at the moment. And Nangong Xun believes that according to his own ability, he will definitely be able to find someone to solve the pain of this secret weapon for his mother.

Princess Qing is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to herself. After Tang Ying made a move, she didn't even frown, but the cold light of resentment flashed in her eyes. And Nangong Shumo's attention was on Tang Ying, so he didn't notice it. However, Nangong Xun was worried about his mother all the time, but he noticed the hatred in his mother's eyes.

But at this moment, he can't say anything, otherwise he is afraid that he will arouse his brother's monstrous hatred and kill his mother directly.

The matter was finally resolved temporarily, and when everyone walked out of the main hall, the princess of the county who was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe outside the door, she couldn't figure out why her father and husband came out of the main hall, but looking at Princess Qing who was covered in blood, looking at Prince Qing with a gloomy face, and then looking at her husband who was frowning, she was quite smart and chose to be silent.

The group left the temple and went straight to the palace. After entering the city, the carriage carrying Princess Qing and the prince of the county did not return to the palace, but went straight to the other courtyard. Liuyun had already returned to the palace to ask the palace doctor to go to the other hospital to treat Princess Qing's injuries as early as he left the temple.

Prince Qing was supported by the guards around him, and then he reluctantly returned to the study of the palace. It wasn't until he entered the study that he fell on the wooden couch, covered his face with his hands, and began to cry again. Qing Wangye's sadness, the Nangong brothers didn't see it. Nangong Xun has always been by his mother's side. The princess of the county was driven back to the palace, and she did not dare to go out of her courtyard to investigate.

Nangong Shumo and Mu Chenxue returned to Xuemei Residence, although Princess Qing was still alive, thinking that even if she was alive, she would suffer from it, Nangong Shumo's heart was better. even opened the ancestral hall privately to give incense to his mother.

"Mother, my son is not filial and failed to behead the person who harmed you under the sword, but the son promises you that as long as the son lives, he will never let the person who harmed you feel better!" Although Nangong Shumo promised his brother that he would not kill Princess Qing, he did not really plan to treat Princess Qing ten years later. He was going to torture her until the day she died.

Mu Chenxue stood quietly by the door of the ancestral hall, feeling the sadness and pain emanating from Nangong Shumo's body. Everything she can do has already been done, as long as Princess Qing does not die at the hands of Nangong Shumo, then there is still room for the brotherhood between him and Nangong Xun to turn around. It won't even hurt his father-son relationship with King Qing.

A living Qing princess has a greater role than a dead Qing princess.

After worshipping the concubine on the side of the wind, Nangong Shumo dragged his tired steps back to Xuemeiju. Mu Chenxue made him a cup of Qingxin Fire Tea, and felt Nangong Shumo's mood gradually regain its calmness, and she chatted with him.

"I have already ordered Feng Wu to send a message to the Tang Gate, this Tang Ying should be handed over to the Tang Gate to deal with!" At the beginning, they promised not to kill Tang Ying, but they never said that they would not let others kill him. The best way is to return this person to the Tang Sect, and as for whether the people of the Tang Sect let him live or let him die, it also depends on their meaning.

Nangong Shumo originally planned to do the same, and seeing that his wife had already arranged it for him, he couldn't help but feel a warm heart, "Sister Xue, it's good to have you by your side!" He took his wife into his arms and quietly felt the warmth of his wife.

It was such a trace of warmth that not only warmed his cold heart, but even redeemed his eyes that were blinded by revenge like a lighthouse. Looking at her husband who was hugging her tightly with her eyes closed, Mu Chenxue gently patted him on the back, "If there is really any arrangement in the heavens, then I am very glad that she sent me to Brother Feng's side!" ”

A person's life is short, and it is so precious to have the most sincere love in this short life. That's why the snow is very cherished, and I feel very happy.

The two of them sat together in each other's arms, and silence was better than sound at this time, and they no longer needed verbal comfort, but only felt with their hearts. Feel each other's love, feel the heart that belongs to them.

Because she had shed a lot of blood and taken medicine, Princess Qing had already slept in the bedroom of the other courtyard at this time. Nangong Xun sat on the side with a dejected face, and he could feel his mother's situation through a screen.

Everything happened today so suddenly, and the truth of the facts made him extremely painful. What makes him even more sad is that he is not the crystallization of his parents' love. For so many years, he had always thought that his father loved his mother, at least in his opinion, the two respected each other like guests. But it wasn't until that moment before that he realized that his father's sincerity had already been entrusted to another woman. And the second brother is the child born to his father and the woman he loves the most.

Liuyun and Hidden Mist have been guarding the county prince's side, and they are afraid that the county prince will not be able to think about it, and he will do something to hurt himself.

"Liuyun, did you say that all this is a dream, if I go to sleep, will I wake up from the dream, and everything before will disappear like a mirror?" Nangong Xun is like an ostrich and chooses to escape. He is also a man, not a god, and he will also be heartbroken. But there was not even a person around him to comfort him.

At this moment, he thought of Mu Chenxue, the second brother was physically and mentally injured, but at least there was someone by his side who was willing to accompany him and give him warmth and comfort. But what about your own side? He smiled bitterly, tears falling quietly.

Liuyun wanted to comfort his master, but he could clearly feel that the master didn't want any answer when he asked him, but more to himself.

Yinwu glanced at Liuyun, shook his head at him, turned around and went out to boil medicine for the master, the master was so sad again, I was afraid that Princess Qing would not be well, but he would fall ill.

What happened in Qingwangfu did not spread out. The next day, Prince Qing just closed the door on the grounds that Princess Qing went to another hospital to recuperate. Although the matter was resolved, because Nangong Xun did not return to the palace, Nangong Shumo had to stay in the palace for the time being, and did not propose to his father to leave the palace.

But although he didn't mention it, he secretly made a lot of preparations. Mu Chenxue didn't want to stay in the palace, but before Nangong Xun didn't come back, she took Ling'er to her courtyard to take care of her. This is the only thing she can do for Nangong Xun. In addition to taking care of his daughter, she can't even go to see him as a friend.

Nangong Shumo also understands what his wife has done, and both husband and wife are waiting for Nangong Xun to return home. So that they can leave forever. But can they really make it? Did Heaven really never send them bad luck again? (To be continued.) )