Chapter 331: Scars

Cao'er was a little stunned, since she came to the Nangong tribe, although Nangong Mo also took good care of herself.

The mother is good to herself, Mu Qianxun is good to herself, the sisters of Xingya Pavilion are good to herself, and the master is good to herself.

It is said that people's hearts are sinister and the world is hot and cold, but she seems to have never met any big traitors and evil people for most of her life, and she has not taken any detours.

But she never thought that there would be such a person as Nangong Mo to treat herself like this, she couldn't react for a while, and stared at Nangong Mo for a moment.

Nangong Mo's age... If her biological mother hadn't thrown her away, it would have been at this age, Nangong Mo was very good-looking, even if she was middle-aged, she still couldn't hide her charm.

The glass-like moving peach blossom eyes, with the long eyelashes covered by the eyes, are shockingly beautiful, but under the polish of the years, they have a little more perseverance.

A pair of jade hands are long and slender, with a lukewarm temperature, which doesn't look like a pair of hands that should be at this age.

Looking at it, she was stupid, and suddenly there was a sour feeling in her heart, she did this just for Nangong to step on the snow.

In order for her daughter not to be punished, she did not hesitate to lower her stature to drug herself, and she couldn't help but be jealous of Nangong stepping on the snow.

Think about yourself again, she was abandoned by her biological mother since she was a child, and finally someone took her in, and God cruelly took her away.

She began to miss, the tattered house in the Imperial City, which leaked when it rained and froze when it snowed.

began to miss the mother who was sick all the year round and had a wrinkled face in her memory, even if she starved to death, she would not ignore her.

The gauze has been completely torn off, and the wounds on Cao'er's body can be seen at a glance, Nangong Mo looked at Cao'er's reddened eyes, and felt a pang in her heart:

"But it hurt you?"

"No, Cao'er just remembered her deceased mother. ”

Cao'er shook her head gently, her voice was slightly choked, and there was sadness in her eyes that could not be dissolved.

Nangong Mo smiled steadily, and the sadness in his eyes was so similar to Cao'er.

Cao'er was covered with traces of being abused by the traps of animals, and the scars were deep in the bones, lower abdomen, shoulders, arms, calves, waist, and scabs one after another.

Although there is no longer bloodshed, the people who watch it are still worried, and if the injury is more serious, I am afraid that she will die directly, this poisonous person is going for her life.

Nangong Mo looked at the scars on her body, she had a feeling of not knowing what to do, and her eyes became more and more heavy, this is what her own daughter did!

The wound medicine was applied to the palm, and the palm slowly touched the wound, and the warm hand and the cold ointment were inexplicably comfortable.

Suddenly, Nangong Mo's expression changed greatly, her ruddy face turned pale, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

Cao'er looked at Nangong Mo, who was distracted, I don't know why, okay, how it was like seeing a ghost, but she didn't dare to disturb.

Nangong Mo's hand was put down very slowly, and the warmth disappeared, covering an intact skin around her waist, as if confirming something.

There were tears in his eyes, and it took a long, long time before he spoke, and his voice became less like his own:

"Where did you get this scar!"

Cao'er reached out and touched her waist in wonder, aren't the scars on her body all left by the trap, besides, the place where Nangong Mo touched it at the moment didn't hurt.

It wasn't until her hand touched the scar in Nangong Mo's mouth on her waist that Cao'er suddenly realized, looking at Nangong Mo's appearance, she was extremely uneasy:

"Did I have this scar since I was a child, or did my mother find it? ”

"Mother, who is your mother?"

Nangong Mo's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes staring at the grass were full of urgency.

"My mother is from Xia Guo, but I was adopted by her, she has already gone, as for my mother, I don't know who it is. ”

Nangong Mo suddenly covered her mouth and cried, crying inexplicably, wanting to comfort, but afraid that it would backfire, somewhere in her heart became a ball.

Nangong Mo blinked her eyes suddenly, and she was so shocked that she couldn't make a sound, pointing at her jade-faced mother-in-law, and her whole face was distorted.

"Single, this is..."

Cao'er followed Nangong Mo's gaze, and the jade-faced mother-in-law was repairing and revising the mask she made a few days ago, and she was exactly what Mr. Nanshan looked like.

Could it be that Nangong Mo knew Mr. Nanshan, or did Nangong Mo recognize the wrong person.

Nangong Mo has always been a noble and elegant image in everyone's hearts, and she has never been so out of shape, and today's successive abnormal behaviors really made Cao'er a little dumbfounded.

The jade-faced mother-in-law tore the mask off her face and stared at Nangong Mo in amazement, she had been by Nangong Mo's side for almost ten years, and she had never seen her cry, let alone crying like tears and snot were mixed together.

"This mask is made of grass, but what's wrong?"

Mu Qianxun couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, her eyes moved lightly, and she opened slowly, with a hazy and difficult appearance, however, no one cared about how she woke up at the moment.

Nangong Mo's eyes refocused on Cao'er, clenching her palm tightly, using all her strength, excited and terrified.

Cao'er frowned slightly, Nangong Mo used another force, her hand was about to break, this old injury was not good and a new injury was added, is it necessary for Nangong Mo's mother and daughter to toss her like this.

Nangong Mo had tears in her eyes, and her voice became hoarse and abnormal:

"You've seen him, haven't you, does he know who you are?"

Cao'er was stunned by the question, Nangong Mo suddenly lost control, there must be a reason, she could faintly capture something.

But it was as if there was a thick layer of fog covering the road ahead, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and I was scratching my heart and lungs to get rid of the fog.

"Him?"

"yes, it's the man in the mask, he's..."

Similarly, halfway through speaking, Nangong Mo stopped again and looked at the grass with expectant eyes.

The corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth twitched, how could this Nangong Mo have such a bad problem, saying that he was only half of the story, he was really anxious.

Shan Gu, Nangong Mo, Mr. Nanshan, Mr. Nanshan, Mu Qianxun pondered in his heart, and a flash of inspiration flashed, but he was frightened into a cold sweat by his own idea.

"That mask is made in the image of Mr. Nanshan, he is the diviner of the Xia Kingdom, he is very respected by the people, he once followed the army south, resisted the invasion of the Qingge tribe, we met in the imperial city. ”

Cao'er's tone became calmer and calmer, and she always felt that something great was about to greet her, and she felt that nothing had gone wrong since she was a child.

"Southbound, it turns out that he was so close to me today, but I haven't been able to see him, this miss is a lifetime of missing. ”

Nangong Mo's gaze became sluggish for a moment, and he muttered, and the hand holding the grass unconsciously let go.

"Chief Nangong, what is your relationship with Mr. Nanshan, me and Mr. Nanshan, and... Leader Nangong, what is the relationship?"

Cao'er's voice was very light, her eyes were lowered, and there was a bit of coolness in her words, this doubt came from the bottom of her heart, so she thought about it, so she asked.

Why did Nangong Mo care so much about the scar on her waist that she didn't know how it came from, why did she mention Mr. Nanshan, Nangong Mo would seem to be a different person.

Why did Nangong Mo ask Mr. Nanshan if he knew her identity, what her identity was, all of this made her upset.

Cao'er's voice pulled Nangong Mo's thoughts back, sighed heavily, and then looked at Cao'er's eyes with a bit of love and pity:

"Would you like to hear me tell a story, after listening to this story, you will know everything. ”

Cao'er didn't want to speak, she knew that whether she wanted to listen to it or not, whether she wanted to listen to it or not, Nangong Mo would also say it.

"When I was seventeen years old, I was in the prime of my life, and like you are now, I was still an innocent girl.

I am a concubine, I have not been happy with my father since I was a child, my mother died early, and Mrs. Nangong regarded me as a thorn in the flesh, but fortunately, there was still Poria to protect me.

I also longed to marry a wishful man, longed for someone to take me out of the tribe, to the ends of the earth, wherever I went.

It's a pity that I, a young girl like me who is not liked by my parents and has no power in my hands, has no control over my fate.

At that time, the Qingge tribe was not as stable as it is now, and it was a time when you were fighting for each other and people's hearts were not aligned.

My father, the former leader of the Nangong tribe, was also an ambitious person, and in order to seize the position of tribal chief, he did not hesitate to set his mind on Han Yingguo.

He only has two daughters, and I can't bear to let his other daughter marry away from another country, so I can't escape this nightmare, and I sat in a big red sedan chair, traveled for a few days and nights, and finally stepped into Han Ying's palace.

Han Ying's eldest prince is handsome and dignified, and he is deeply valued by King Han Ying, I thought that this would be not bad, and he could be an imperial concubine in the future, and this life was like this.

Slowly, I realized what kind of evil heart was hidden under his handsome human skin.

Addicted to alcohol, at the age of only twenty, there are more favorite concubines than King Han Ying's harem, and it is his greatest pleasure to linger in Fengyue places all day long, and playing with women.

I often get drunk and scolded, I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate, but I became pregnant in the second year of marrying Han Ying.

I don't want this child, but I can't kill her with my own hands, and his favorite concubines want not only the child's life, but also mine.

I don't want to die in the palace like this, I've grown up in that environment since I was a child, and it's easy to guard against their framing.

One day, he got drunk again, and broke into my house, and he insisted on me, because I was pregnant, and I could not get rid of him, and he could not resist me, so he began to beat me again.

After drinking, he said, I am just a pretense, a pretext that can help him get the Qingge tribe, and when Han Ying breaks through the Qingge tribe, it will be the day when the child and I die.

I was disheartened, this is the person my father begged for shelter, this is the good husband that my father chose for me, my father wanted to rely on him to win the position of tribal chief, but he had already planned to rely on me to swallow the Qingge tribe.

I don't have any reason to stay anymore, I don't want to die at the hands of that demon, my whole life can't be ruined like this. ”