"It's me" Nangong Lie walked out, "Ying'er, I heard that you woke up, I came to see you." ”

"Who are you? I don't know you. Nangong Youying said unhurriedly.

"The head of the house. Qing'er saluted Nangong Lie.

Nangong Lie waved her hand to signal her to get up, "Ying'er, it's me." I'm your father, don't you know me?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know each other. ”

Anger appeared on Nangong Lie's face. He was kind enough to come to see Nangong Youying, but she was not interested. In the past, Nangong Youying trembled with fear when she heard her name, but now it was as if he didn't exist.

"Ying'er. Nangong Lie solemnly called Nangong Youying.

Nangong Youying met Nangong Lie's eyes, and the two looked at each other for a while. When Nangong Lie wanted to look away, he found that he couldn't move. Then, Nangong Lie found that looking at Nangong Youying's glasses, it seemed that his soul was about to leave his body.

Nangong Lie urged his spiritual power to make himself leave Nangong Youying's gaze.

"You youkai. Nangong Lie pointed at Nangong Youying and said, "What kind of demon technique did you use, making me feel like my soul was about to leave my body." ”

"Joke, I haven't seen outsiders since I was born, how can I learn any demon magic?" Nangong Youying asked rhetorically.

"Hmph!" Nangong Lie flicked his sleeves and left.

"Miss, are you okay!" Qing'er saw Nangong coming out of the house angrily, afraid that something would happen to Nangong Youying, so she immediately ran in.

"Qing'er, don't worry, what can I do with your young lady?"

"Miss is fine!" Qing'er let out a long sigh of relief.

In the Moon Lotus Courtyard, there was a sound of falling things in Feng Yuening's room.

"Didn't you say that everything was done? Why Nangong Youying, which little slut hasn't died yet. Feng Yuening's voice came from the room.

"Second lady, the slave really saw that the medicine was put into Nangong Youying's medicine. It stands to reason that Nangong Youying should be dead, why is she still alive now. An old woman knelt on the ground and replied.

Feng Yuening slammed her hand on the table. "I don't care, anyway, I only know that Nangong Youying is not dead. By the way, which called the maid was disposed of. ”

"It's already ......" which mama made a motion of wiping her neck with her hands.

"Very good, Nangong Youying didn't die this time, it's her luck. But next time she won't have such good luck. A trace of murderous intent appeared on Feng Yuening's face.

"Miss" Qing'er hurriedly ran in from outside the door, holding something in her hand.

"What's the matter, Qing'er, why are you in a hurry!"