112. [VIP-114] The dark tide is turbulent
Lan Ruo couldn't stop tears, her head hung very low, and her voice was choked, "The concubine doesn't know, the concubine doesn't know......"
Zicheng Pu's eyes widened, "You still have to quibble!" She's your daughter, and you don't even know where she is?! ”
Lan Ruo couldn't make a sound from crying, so she could only shake her head vigorously.
They have all searched and turned the Right Prime Minister's Mansion upside down, and there is no trace of Nan Moyi.
Now they ask for someone from them, where do they hand it over?
After not seeing Lian Ke for a long time, Zicheng's patience was gradually exhausted, and there was a thick sense of danger and murderous intent in his voice, so he naturally regarded this matter as Lian Tong and Lan Ruo's protector's heart, and didn't want her to be in danger again, and wanted to be punished for her.
He opened his lips, and his voice was fierce, "Lord Youxiang, such a crime as a daughter is really unforgivable, it is better for you to hand her over...... Otherwise, there are hundreds of people up and down the right prime minister's mansion......"
Listening to the obvious threat in Zicheng's tone, Lian Tong's face turned pale, and his already heavy heart sank again.
They couldn't find Nan Moyi, and they couldn't find it......
That's it...... That's it...... That is, a death......
Xiang He was an official for the first time, fair, and never associated with other officials, but he ended up like this......
Just as Lian Tong was about to grit his teeth and suffer the crime, a lazy and sharp voice came slowly......
"Yo, so many people looking for me?"
Everyone's hearts jumped suddenly, and they raised their eyes at the same time, looking at the two people who came with surprise on their faces.
She knew that she would die if she came out, but she still came out?!
I saw that Nan Moyi was still wearing the white robe of the moon, with three thousand green silk naturally hanging down behind his head, and a small bun on his head, but he did not add any hair accessories, which looked cold and refreshing.
Under the bright red clouds, a slender woman stood proudly.
Those phoenix eyes swept over everyone present, like a majestic emperor, enough to shock everyone, let alone the slightest fear.
Her long inky hair dances in the wind, her eyes are flowing like nothing, she obviously has the temperament of a bewitching queen, but she does not have a transcendent appearance......
There was no tension in the mediocre countenance, and a pair of dark eyes saw through everyone.
What kind of beauty is this?
There has never been a stunning face, but people can't take their eyes off it!
The relaxed and lazy appearance, as if she was about to be killed, was not her relatives......
And by her side?
The man in the moon-white python robe has a thin physique but an amazing explosive power. There is a long sword wrapped in black cloth in the back, like a traveler in the rivers and lakes.
However, on his face, he wears a silver mask, on which is painted the bewitching Manju Sahua.
I don't see the face under the mask, I don't know his name, but the whole body exudes such a proud and compelling temperament...... It almost turned into substance, blocking everyone's heart.
How can this be all the temperament of the people of the rivers and lakes?
Zicheng's heart was pressed instantly, and even he felt a clear sense of oppression, perhaps...... It's a sense of crisis......
This man ......
Could it be her so-called sweetheart ......?
A pair of calm eyes in the corner were momentarily stunned when they landed on the city chief's weir, and a voice that was almost hoarse and full of shock slowly squeezed out of his throat.
"Chieftain...... Chieftains? ”
It is clear that one has a mediocre face and the other cannot see clearly. Nan Moyi and his hand were tightly clasped, but they were like a natural pair, exuding the light that everyone relied on, inseparable and unstoppable.
This pair of beautiful people seems to come from the painting, dressed in clouds, fiery red and gorgeous.
The sound of weapons falling to the ground was sonorous and powerful. But no one dared to pick it up, as if it only had to move...... will ruin the picture and become a sinner......
What exactly is this...... What a magnificent duo they are?
Zichengpu's eyes turned red again, and his breathing became heavier as far as his eyes could see where the two of them were holding each other. I almost wanted to throw Nan Moyi's whole person away and become the person standing next to that man.
She didn't know what kind of feelings this was, she hadn't seen his face, but she knew that he was absolutely extraordinary.
Such skills, such temperament......
is the person she is looking for all her life.
Nan Moyi's cold eyes fell on Lian Tong and Lan Ruo, who were kneeling on the ground.
At this time she returned, but the two of them did not look at her at all.
The two of them may have a grudge against her, right?
There really should be ......
Nan Moyi has done so many earth-shattering things with Lianke's face......
Nan Moyi shook his head, throwing out the thing that had never appeared in his head.
Only then did she know that there was such a thing as "relatives", and even got into trouble...... I can't have enough fun......
Is this lucky or unlucky?
Zicheng's greedy and vicious eyes fell on Nan Mo's clothes, flickering slightly.
This man gave him an inexplicable sense of crisis......
If you don't guard him, you seem to be in the way......
He loves Lianke......
So...... Lianke can be used as a bargaining chip, and when the time comes, ...... The man next to there...... Maybe you can't hold yourself back......
Even if he just thought about it in his heart, Zicheng still decided to be careful.
At this time, most of the guards were still standing with long knives in their hands, the archers' cold bows and crossbows glittering in the sun, and everyone stood straight, just waiting for an order to wash the right minister's mansion in blood......
At this time, in the house, up to Lian Tong Lanruo, down to the maid and waiter, all kneeling on the ground.
It's really a posture to be full of slashes......
If you look closely, you can still see Qiao Youyou gloating at her, with a vicious look on her face...... ...... with jealousy
His eyes were almost cold to the extreme, Nan Moyi let go of the hand of the city chief, and slowly walked in front of Lian Tong and Lan Ruo.
The soldiers surrounding Lian Tong and Lan Ruo watched Nan Moyi come over, and they uncontrollably and automatically retreated...... Leave a vacant lot for Nan Moyi......
Nan Moyi stood in front of Lian Tong and Lan Ruo, lowered his eyes and looked at the two who knelt on the ground, and made a move that shocked everyone.
She bent her knees and slowly knelt down.
Kneel to the heavens and kneel to the parents, and only kneel to the dead.
This is what Nan Moyi once said to Chengnan Night.
The woman's arrogant voice is like a yellow bird singing at night, crisp but full of unimaginable power, with a slight heart-wrenching trembling, "The daughter is not filial, which makes the father and mother worry ......"
Lian Tong and Lan Ruo's bodies stiffened at the same time, and they slowly raised their eyes, but they saw Nan Moyi leaning down and slowly bowing to them......
Why is this happening?
Lian Tong was in tears, and forgot for a moment that the person in front of him was not his Lian Ke, but Nan Moyi......
"Ke'er ......"