Before Yun Bing could finish thinking about it, Nangong Zhaoan grabbed Yun Bing and flew into the carriage.

Yun Bing was very calm this time, he was forced to fly for a long time, and he slowly developed a habit, and slowly, he was not afraid.

Nangong Zhaoan smiled, his slender fingers hooked Yun Bing's chin, and said teasingly: "Why isn't Bing'er scared this time?" ”

"I've been forced by you to fly for a long time, and I'm not afraid."

"Hehe" Nangong Zhaoan chuckled, the smile once again confused Yun Bing, Yun Bing was unusually calm this time, but he was confused for a while, and immediately used his big watery eyes, but it revealed a lewd light, looking Nangong Zhaoan up and down, and a golden ratio distribution chart was automatically formed in his heart, according to normal, his collarbone should be obvious, his biceps should be very developed, and there should be two chest muscles, and then there are abdominal muscles, it is estimated that this, how can this guy also have eight-pack abs? Coupled with being so handsome and having a pair of long legs, he is really a beautiful man, there is nothing in this world, there are many beautiful men!

Nangong Zhaoan looked at Yun Bing's lewd gaze, smiled, hugged her, let her lean on her chest, and whispered: "Bing'er, sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time!" ”

Yun Bing leaned on the beautiful man's arms with satisfaction, that is called a joy!

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"Son-in-law, see father!"

"Daughter-in-law see father!"

"Get up!"

Nangong Ao was reviewing this recital at this time, and when he saw Nangong Zhaoan and Yun Bing coming, he didn't say anything, this old fox was waiting for the two of them to say goodbye!

"Father, the Empress Yun of the recent Chenlan Kingdom...... died violently, and, the sixth emperor brother also ...... Went first. ”

"I know, I know your sixth brother, he has long wanted to leave this troubled world, let him leave quietly, don't make a big deal about your sixth brother's funeral, your sixth brother likes to be quiet, let him go quietly, it should be the last gift from my incompetent father!" Nangong said with a sigh.

Yun Bing looked at Nangong Ao, and felt a little sad, this is his own son! Suddenly his own son leaves, who can stand it? Even Yun Bing himself can't accept it, this old man, his gray hair is already half a hundred, his son is gone, but he can only send him away quietly, not even a funeral, just for the wish of his son before his death, how much pain should this be for an old man in this life?

Yun Bing suddenly found that Nangong Ao's temples were much whiter than when they met at the last banquet.

When Nangong Zhaoan mentioned Nangong Jinli at this time, he originally seemed to care nothing, but in fact, the hands in his sleeves were already tightly clenched, this was his own brother! But who can blame all this? The real murderer Mo Xiaoyun is dead, what else can she do? Ruined Mo Xiaoyun's reputation? When a person dies, what else does fame matter? All this is a trick of fate, if you have to die, who can change anything?

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