Nangong Yao's strength was drained, and he felt that the world was spinning in an instant, and he couldn't believe this fact...... When he left, his father was obviously still fine, why was it that in just this moment, there was already a separation between heaven and man...... Pushing away Nangong Qianqian in front of her, a peaceful person sleeping on the bed, her legs were like being filled with lead, and with every step, her heart hurt a little ...... violently, "Yao'er, no matter where you are, I will always be your father." ”

"Why don't you consult with me and let me think of a plan to deal with it!"

"This is a big dye vat, and my father is afraid that you will fall into it......"

The past resurfaced in my mind, and the angry, worried, and worried eyes were all vivid...... Nangong Yao felt that all the motivation and all the expectations were completely gone at this moment, and the rest was only powerlessness...... Kneeling in front of the window, Nangong Yao held the cold hand tightly with both hands.

I tried to wake up the sleeping man, but when I saw the man, I didn't respond...... His circle was red and trembling, but his tears were like stubborn children, and he never fell...... "What happened......

When he spoke again, the sadness in those words made my heart tighten.

A trace of regret flashed on Nangong Che's resolute face, and his lips were tightly pursed together, not knowing how to say it.

"Brother, it's all Qianqian's fault, the person who was supposed to die should be Qianqian......"

Nangong Qianqian stepped forward and knelt in front of King Rui's window, the wound on his chest was already stained with blood, and he didn't know ...... "What happened!" ”

Nangong Yao's voice roared, he had never seen him like this, Nangong Qianqian was a little scared, shocked, and said with trembling lips: "It's Su Xue...... She wanted to kill me, and Uncle blocked a sword for me......"

"Bang ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the vase and bronze mirror on the table exploded one after another...... Nangong Qianqian suddenly bulleted, and wanted to step forward to protect Nangong Yao...... "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

Nangong Yao took her arm off her neck, her face cold and indifferent.

"Nangong Yao, what are you crazy about! Now do what you have to do! The remains of the imperial brother will be brought back to South Vietnam and buried in the imperial mausoleum! ”

Nangong frowned, and waited for him to finish venting his feelings before he spoke.

"When my father is dying, is there anything left for me......

Nangong Che's voice trembled, with a faint hint of expectation, his father must have something to tell him, there must be a ......" Uncle Huang said, let you not blame yourself, let go and do what you want to do, and you don't have to endure it anymore. ”

Nangong Qianqian repeated King Rui's entrustment, her eyes full of tears.

Nangong Yao "Oh"

stood up suddenly, bent his legs, and knelt in front of Nangong Che!

Nangong Che was taken aback by this move and wanted to help him up, but he heard his voice say firmly: "Your Majesty, I ask you to bring my father's body back to South Vietnam first, but ...... Wait until you go back and bury you! ”

Nangong Che nodded solemnly.

At that time, King Rui will be buried, and I am afraid it will also be the time when this child succeeds in seizing the throne.

Nangong Yao faced King Rui and kowtowed three times.

"Qianqian, go back to South Vietnam with your father, and wait for me to go back."

Nangong Yao's face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were flat.

Nangong Qianqian shook her head without thinking about it, and her heart began to fall suddenly, "Brother...... You, don't you want me......"

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