He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at his father and mother, and asked weakly: "I heard that Zhou Yishan is coming, begging him, begging him, begging me, he has medicine, medicine." ”

"Dad, I'm dying, I'm dying, I can't hold on, I can't wait!"

Mu Qingyan beside the bed was like rain of tears, and her heart was broken when she saw her son endure such torture.

"Son, I'll beg him, I'll ......"

said that she was about to leave but was stopped by Nangong Yan, "Not yet, some things haven't been figured out yet." ”

Hearing this, Mu Qingyan was furious, "What is more important in your eyes than your son's life?" I've told you how many times that you've been like this for the rest of your life, stop thinking about things that don't matter all day long. ”

"If you don't go, I'll go by myself, I'll beg him as a mother, get out of the way."

Mu Qingyan took his subordinates to the dungeon and saw Zhou Yishan.

He asked, "Is it you, is it you who hurt my son?" ”

Zhou Yishan's mind kept echoing with what the head of the Shangguan family said, and he completely believed it when he saw Mrs. Nangong at this moment.

Mrs. Nangong definitely looks like she is only in her early thirties, and she doesn't look like a middle-aged woman with a son in her 30s at all, regardless of her figure or appearance.

"This is Mrs. Nangong, right?"

The subordinate shot back, "Blind you, you don't even know my wife, put away your obscene gaze, and dare to blaspheme my wife." ”

Zhou Yishan smiled bitterly, "Madame is indeed beautiful, I just don't believe that Madame can give birth to such a big son, as for the blasphemy, I really don't have blasphemy." ”

"Madame has something to do with me?"

Mu Qingyan has never been a jasper-type woman from a small family.

She said bluntly, "My son is suffering inhuman torture, all because of your poison, the antidote? ”

In this regard, Zhou Yishan asked rhetorically, "Madame, have you ever thought that Young Master Nangong is your son, and Miss Shangguan is also the heart and soul of Madam Shangguan, she has been suffering from this kind of torture for the past twenty years, day after day, year after year." ”

"Your son has only endured it for a few days, but Miss Shangguan has endured it for 20 years, what do you think?"

"You ......"

Mu Qingyan was speechless suddenly.

She didn't even know that Miss Shangguan would endure such pain as her son for 20 years.

"Really?"

Zhou Zhoushan had a cold face, "There is no so-called empathy in this world, when the pain is not on you, you can't feel the pain of others at all." ”

"Young Master Nangong has no one in his eyes, careless of human life, how much do you have the responsibility of lax discipline, he kills people like hemp, how can he ever consider the feelings of others?"

Originally, he came to question Zhou Yishan and asked him to hand over the antidote, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by him.

Mu Qingyan, who had always been able to speak well, was unexpectedly inferior at this time, and she gritted her teeth and said, "So what? We are a Nangong family, my son is the young master of Nangong, he is naturally superior, don't use the lives of those sluts to compare with my son. ”

With Mu Qingyan's mother who protects her calves, Nangong Han must have grown up with a golden key.

It is also naturally flying and domineering.

It's not too early to see if it's time.

Zhou Zhoushan stretched his waist and yawned, "No matter how you say I'm a guest, it's not early now, if you have nothing to do, I want to go to bed first, Madame won't watch me sleep." ”

"You!"

Zhou Yishan ignored this arrogant and domineering Mrs. Nangong, and went directly to bed and rolled up the quilt to sleep.

The subordinate scolded, "How unreasonable, you dare to do this to my wife, I will order someone to kill you now." ”

The guards outside the door were embarrassed, and the head of the house said that no one should harass Zhou Shan to rest.

The head of the family has an order, but now that the lady is involved in this matter, these guards don't know what to do?

Mu Qingyan saw that these people were indifferent, so he wanted to get angry.

At this time, the housekeeper walked in, "Madam, the head of the house, please go back." ”

The old housekeeper's words still have some weight, and Mu Qingyan also knows that if he really wants to kill Zhou Yishan at this time, his son is afraid that the situation will be unpredictable.

So she left angrily.

On Monday, the mountain continued to sleep under the quilt.

Walking outside the door, the housekeeper said, "Madam, the Taoist chief is back, and he also brought back medicine for the young master." ”

Hearing the news, Mu Qingyan's originally lifeless face finally showed a smile.

She was excited, "Really? ”

The housekeeper replied, "Yes, the Taoist chief has already personally boiled medicine for the young master. ”

If it weren't for Zhou Yishan's words before, Nangong Yan's mood should be very happy at this moment, he has always regarded the True Ming Dao Chief as his best friend.

And Zhou Zhoushan's words made him have some suspicions in his heart.

What does his Nangong family have to make an immortal pay for the family for decades, is it just to teach the genius boy Nangong Han in his mouth?

Obviously, Nangong Yan himself felt that this reason was very reluctant.

Is there really no condition for the True Ming Daoist?

In his trance, Madame came.

She asked, "I heard that the elder is back, and my son is saved?" ”

Nangong Yan said calmly, "Dao Chang said that this medicine can relieve Han'er's pain, and he will find other prescriptions in a few days, this time there is a lack of extremely important herbs, and there is no one in the entire southern realm." ”

"However, he has asked his disciples to search for it all over the country, and I believe that there will be good news soon."

"This medicine is relatively slow to boil tomorrow night, from now on no one is allowed to disturb the Taoist, butler, you can arrange it."

"Yes, Master."

After explaining to the housekeeper, Nangong Yan said to his son, "Han'er, remember what I just told you, it is related to the future of the Nangong family, and it is even more about your life. ”

Although Nangong Han was in turmoil, he still chose to believe in his father.

If even his father doesn't believe him, he doesn't know who else he can trust in this world.

After appeasing his son, Nangong Yan took his wife's hand and returned to his room, and his wife was about to speak, but Nangong Yan made a silent gesture.

Mu Qingyan didn't say anything more, Nangong Yan touched the vase on the bedside table, and then turned it gently.

The large wardrobe slowly moved away, and a door came out of the back wall.

This dark pavilion Mu Qingyan has known for a long time, but is there anything important today?

She followed Nangong Yan into the dark pavilion.

There are about thirty steps down the stairs, this stone house is about a hundred square meters, and it is not an ordinary object stored in it, and all the secrets about the Nangong family are here.

Nangong Yan said, "Zhou Zhoushan said that there is a problem with his appearance, and the reason why he has stayed in our family for so many years is to take Han'er's body." ”

Hearing this, Mu Qingyan was terrified.

"Really?"

Nangong Yan's eyes narrowed into a slit, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it's about your son's ability to be sloppy, according to what Zhou Yishan said, the Taoist chief will attack Han'er in two or three days, and I have already explained to Han'er." ”

"If the Dao Master really dares to do this, I will never let him go."