The quarrel between father and son ended with the last sound of glass shattering, and Nangong Herod walked out of the study with a tired expression, his forehead bruised, and blood dripping down his forehead over his pale cheeks onto his white shirt.

This was the first time in his life that he had disobeyed his father, who had always been strong and domineering, but just like the last words he said to his father, if he forced Xuanmu to marry Miss Lin, they would lose Xuanmu forever!

Lose!

Yes, the most unbearable thing about being a father is these two words.

The pain of losing his children, the pain of digging his bones out of his bones, is something he can no longer bear.

If it is said that Nangong Herod has been by Xuanmu's side all these years, especially in the two years when he was most seriously ill, he has been by Xuanmu's side to take care of him and accompany him to travel to heal.

He knew better than anyone what Xuan Mu was in at that time, and he understood Yan Ran's meaning in his life better than anyone else, so when Xuan Mu found him and told him that he had found Yan Ran and that he was going to marry her, he was happier than anyone else, and at the same time blessed them.

For Gu Yanran, a girl, he has seen her very rarely, it was nine years ago when she was a teenager, but he was no stranger to Yanran's understanding of Nangong Helu, and in the past few years of traveling, Xuanmu would write a letter to her every place he went, telling him about his thoughts and guilt about her in the wind.

At that time, Xuanmu thought that Yanran's ashes had dissipated in the wind, and there was no grave or grave, so he was wandering, so there must be her shadow in all the winds that blew.

It was also in these letters that he began to know what kind of girl Genki liked. What happened back then to make Xuanmu change.

He knew that Xuanmu would never break up with Yanran due to family pressure, and it was even very likely that he had prepared for the worst before finding him.

Yanran is like a poppy to him, once it is stained, it will entangle him for the rest of his life, and it has long been engraved into the bone marrow, even if he is forced to quit, he will still think about the taste of that time and cannot extricate himself.

If she is really dead, it will be enough, life and death, it is a gap that is difficult to cross. But now I've met her again. The joy of being lost and the pain of the past nine years. Let him cherish this girl more than anyone else, even at the cost of cutting off contact with his family.

He didn't want to say anything more about this, his position was different, and he was powerless to change the two grandparents and grandchildren who had very similar temperaments and temperaments.

It's just that. The father blindly wants to match Xuanmu and the eldest lady of the Lin family. He did not hesitate to arrange shadows to monitor Xuanmu and Yanran's every move. There are even plans to arrange incidents to force Yanran and Xuanmu to break up.

Such a despicable act was unbearable for him, let alone ...... If he really did something to Yan Ran, whether intentionally or unintentionally. It was a fatal blow for Xuanmu.

In the dark, he just had a hunch that hurting Yanran was equivalent to hurting Xuanmu, and they were like a community of destiny, with both glory and loss.

In the study, Master Nangong sat decadently on the beautifully carved Nanmu chair, probably because he was old, and after a rage, he felt very tired both physically and psychologically, and he no longer had the extra energy to shout at the top of his voice.

"Let's go~let me go~" Sensing that someone had come in, he lowered his head and said in a suppressed voice.

"Tired! Take a sip of tea! Mrs. Nangong brought tea to Master Nangong, husband and wife for decades, the couple has always respected each other like guests, don't look at Lord Nangong's temper is so short-tempered, but he has never been angry with this wife who has accompanied him through the long road of life, and has been angry once.

One of them is as fierce and resolute as fire, the other is as gentle and peaceful as water, and their personalities are opposite but unexpectedly extremely harmonious, Nangong Herod's peaceful heart and generous character are probably inherited from Nangong Old Lady.

Master Nangong raised his eyes and looked at his wife for a long time, took the tea a little dejectedly, took a sip, the tea fragrance was overflowing, gentle and gentle, and somewhat calmed the torment in his heart.

Old Madam Nangong glanced at the embarrassed study, shook her head slightly, and squatted down to pick up the broken vase on the ground.

"Let the subordinates take care of it, I hurt my hand!" I don't know when Master Nangong was already standing beside her and holding her hand lightly.

The old lady of Nangong smiled, plain and easy-going.

"This vase was purchased by my mother in the first year I married you, at that time I followed my mother-in-law to learn housekeeping, the most headache was to sort out the accounts in and out of the mansion, the monthly expenses were large and small, I had a headache when I saw it, and I couldn't sleep at night and sneaked to the corner of the garden wall to wipe my tears and think of my own father." Old Madam Nangong half-squinted her eyes and recalled a long, long time ago.

"Later, my mother found out and taught me how to cry in the corner in the middle of the night, and even pulled you out of the bed and punished together." The corners of the old lady's mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of happiness in the peace.

"I remember that at that time, my mother said that I was so hateful, and I let my wife cry sadly alone, but I was sleeping." The corners of Nangong's mouth gradually smiled, thinking that he was only a teenager at the beginning, he was the age of being greedy for sleep and playfulness, plus he and Mei Ting (Nangong Old Lady) were matchmakers, and they had not met a few times before they got married, and they were in an intimate and embarrassing stage.

"It was also from that time that you began to teach me how to register accounts, and you were busy with the company's affairs every day, and you had to come back to teach me how to handle housekeeping, which was really hard for you." Old Madam Nangong shook Old Master Nangong's hand and said.

Thinking about the past few decades, the husband and wife have experienced too many ups and downs, but in the end, the clearest thing to remember is these subtle and touching little things.

"Don't you often make soup and tea for me, and take care of the entire backyard of the Nangong family! My temper is also thanks to your temperament to be by my side all the time. Master Nangong sat on the chair, let out a long sigh, gradually calmed down, and began to reflect.

"I ...... Am I really wrong? He asked.

Herod told him not to hinder Xuanmu's marriage, or he would lose Xuanmu forever.

This is a threat at all, and thinking of the life that Jingchen gave to Xuanmu before, and the recent bizarre disappearance, it is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire for Master Nangong, who has been tense and nervous.

It's just that after venting, he seems to have a sudden illusion, as if everything he is experiencing now has happened before...... Moreover, and he really lost Xuanmu, that kind of loss was even far greater than the anger and disappointment of Xuanmu severing relations with the Nangong family.

It's fear, it's destruction...... It's death!

And the most terrifying thing is that it may be himself who caused all this.

"Put it down!" Mei Ting held his hand tightly and continued: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and they can't help it!" (To be continued.) )