The words with a little coldness fell, and King Nan's face changed suddenly.

Seeing Nanwang's changed expression, Wan Gu was slightly stunned, and immediately pulled Nangong Luojing's sleeve, signaling her not to say those words that could anger him.

It's just that Nangong Luo Jing didn't accept her reminder, but said coldly again: "Let him go"

In just three words, there was not the slightest hint of pleading, seeing her like this, how could King Nan not be angry, only to see that a few green tendons had suddenly appeared on his forehead, obviously already angry.

"You are now the princess of my southern country, you should know why you should call this king why you are still doing your own thing now, and you don't give this king a step at all,"

A voice full of anger fell, and there seemed to be a glimmer of fire in Nanwang's eyes.

Since she was ordained, she has never called him a father, and he has been waiting for her father, but he did not expect that she still regarded herself as an enemy as before, and did not regard him as her father in the slightest.

Aunt Wan thought that Nangong Luojing would plead with him when she saw such a king of Nan, she had been worrying about how to meet him for that pleading sentence for the past few days, and now that he was finally standing in front of her, she should not let go of such a great opportunity.

It's just that Aunt Wan guessed wrong, in the face of King Nan's anger, Nangong Luo Jing couldn't be kind and pleasant, because from beginning to end, he was to blame.

"I said that the king wants Luo Jing to become the princess of the southern kingdom, yes, but for Luo Jing, there is only one father, and he will only call him father."

As stubborn as she was, it was impossible for her to compromise, and for her, the reason why she was willing to become this nominal princess in the first place was only for the sake of Aunt Wan, and he had no right to order whether she wanted to call him father.

"You mean to say that this king is not qualified to let you call this king a father, right," the big palm was retracted in the direction of the palm of his hand, and the king of the south was really angry at the moment, but the person standing in front of him now was the daughter he wanted to love, he had achieved patience, tolerance from the maximum, but patience was also limited, beyond that maximum limit, he didn't know the cordon in his heart, when it would break out and when it would go out, even he didn't know.

Wan Gu, who was standing on the side, looked at the stalemate between Nangong Luo Jing and Nan Wang, and she didn't know what to do in her heart, and she wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know what could persuade them with those thoughts that she had been turning around thousands of.

Nangong Luojing's stubbornness is not only inherited by her mother, but also by her father, and the stubbornness between them is not clear to them, but it is exactly the same for onlookers.

Nanwang always wanted her to call herself father, and her stubbornness would never be able to call him father, she knew this better than anyone else, Nangong Luojing had actually begun to slowly accept that fact, but she didn't know herself, she didn't know that her stubbornness made her ignore the thoughts in her heart.

Wan Gu, who was standing behind Nangong Luo Jing, always looked at her figure, she knew that these things could only be faced if she wanted to face them, no matter what outsiders said, they were useless to her, and she could only watch the stalemate between Nangong Luo Jing and Nanwang without doing anything.

The two remained silent, as if they had a tacit understanding, and neither of them spoke first.

In the end, it was in the palace people's report that the silence between the two was broken, and the palace people who came to report did not notice the unusual atmosphere in the room at all, until they met the eyes of Aunt Wan, and Nanwang ignored the arrival of this palace person, he didn't listen to what the palace person said, the only thing he thought of was how to make Nangong Luo Jing change his attitude towards his father, instead of speaking ill of each other like now, if this continues, the relationship between their father and daughter will only be bad, not good, this point, Nanwang understands better than anyone else in his heart。

With a wave of his hand, King Nan waved his hand to remove the palace man before he heard what the person said, and looked at Nangong Luo Jing with deep eyes, and finally broke the stalemate between the two.

"Tell me what the hell is going to call me Father"

The slightly soft voice made Nangong Luojing and Aunt Wan, who heard this sentence at the same time, look at each other invariably.

Not only Nangong Luojing, but even Aunt Wan was surprised, she thought that no one had ever dared to resist him, Nanwang, when she met someone who dared to resist him, he shouldn't feel extremely angry, just as angry as she had seen just now, as a result, he was able to suppress the anger in his heart, so low-voiced, and so patiently spoke to her

For this, Wan Gu once again felt that she had lost to not one person, but to love, and his love for her had reached the state of love and love, which she really only understood now

In the face of King Nan's low voice, Nangong Luo Jing didn't think too much about it like her, but said bluntly: "As long as King Nan lets him go"

"As long as this king lets him go" faced with the scene of her intercession for others again, Nanwang had an indescribable shock, it turned out that she was in front of herself, and what she was best at was to use his tolerance and favor for her to resist him and disobey him.

"Is it just such a deal for this king, without the slightest father-daughter affection" almost desperately asked, Nanwang never felt that his majesty was trampled on his feet, and more than one moment, he realized that the so-called power was realized through a transaction that even his daughter called himself father.

As if he had been hit, King Nan's face seemed to turn a little pale in an instant, and he looked at Nangong Luo Jing who wanted to say something but didn't say anything in the end.

Just his hands clenched tightly, only the pain embedded in the flesh made him still hold on.

"If you want a father, then I will give it to you, but the condition is that I want you to let him go, okay?"

The man she spoke of was the one who stabbed him, the one who wanted his life but only hurt his arm, and the wound on that arm still ached faintly, and she tried to intercede for him, and with that honest and emotionless father, she tried to wipe it all out cleanly.

The anger that had finally calmed down ignited in an instant, and it appeared little by little through the bottom of Nanwang's eyes, and Nanwang's change again made Wangu frown.