Seeing her staring at the cake, Nangong picked up a piece of it and gave it to her, "What are you looking at? Eat as fast as you want!"
The little girl's tears fell down, her big dark green eyes, and her thin face was covered with water, making her more spiritual and moving, and pitiful.
"Sincerely, I have never seen such a beautiful cake. I have never seen such a beautiful cake when my mother was alive."
"If you cry because the pastry is beautiful, the pastry is a sin."
She burst into laughter, and took a bite of the pastry in her two small hands.
"Is it delicious?"
The little girl nodded moved like garlic, "What is added to this pastry? It's so sweet! It's unspeakably sweet!"
This sweet smell came to her heart, and the little calculations in her heart seemed more abrupt and dirty.
For no reason, she panicked and didn't dare to eat more, but she couldn't help but want to eat.
Nangong was surprised to see her look at the pastry with weird eyes, so she picked up and took a bite.
"It's very sweet, but not as exaggerated as you said."
He condensed his eyebrows and tasted it, but he felt that the taste was familiar.
The smell is like... the smell of mother's blood, but the pastry is crispy and soft, and there is no trace of blood on it.
On this day, at 10 o'clock in the afternoon, a woman asked the guard at the entrance of the school to send a small package to Leng Mengwu's wing.
When the lunch bell rang, Nangong did not find Leng Mengwu, so he went to her wing...
The small and exquisite wing rooms are decorated with light blue spun yarns on all sides, which is beautiful and elegant.
Leng Mengwu is not only here, she is also lying on the ground, with a pool of blood stains on her side, and her dry edges are dark red. She is obviously vomiting... and it has been painted for a long time.
"Mengwu, what's wrong with you? Mengwu..."
He was busy checking her pulse, but fortunately he was still alive.
He dared not delay any longer, and hurriedly pulled her to his back and rushed towards Nangongke's study.
Along the way, the student masters couldn't help but be surprised when they saw him running rampant with Leng Mengwu on his back.
Nangong Ke was discussing important matters with several masters and guard leaders. Seeing that his son rushed in like this, he hurriedly sent everyone away.
He took Leng Mengwu and carried it directly to the Luohan couch by the window.
Before his son could speak, he gave Leng Mengwu a pulse.
Nangong knew that he hated him and asked him to treat Leng Mengwu. It was really improper. But now, life is at stake and he can't take care of that much.
"How is she? She is a werewolf. If she is injured, she should be able to heal."
"She was poisoned. This poison was so strange that it hurt her lungs and prevented her from healing."
Nangong Ke said, turned around and brought the medicine box from the cupboard, took out the silver needle, and took out a bottle of pills, "Go and bring a glass of water, take the medicine for her and it will be all right."
Nangong was busy preparing water, but couldn't help asking, "Are you sure she was poisoned?"
Nangongke couldn't laugh or cry. This kid just didn't trust him. How could he not even believe in his medical skills
"Jin'er, do you doubt your father's medical skills?"
Nangong looked pale, and shook his head in panic.
He was afraid not because of his father's accusation, but because he was afraid of losing Leng Mengwu.
"Meng Wu ate the breakfast I brought from the palace in the morning, but I haven't eaten lunch yet... I'm afraid..."
Nangongke took the silver needle and pierced into Leng Mengwu's acupuncture points, staring at his son with condensed eyebrows.
"You suspect that someone in the palace poisoned her? Didn't you eat breakfast together?"
The little guy eagerly and panicked defended, "Yes, but, if this poison is inflicted by my mother, I will definitely be fine!"
Nangong Ke's loving expression was slightly stiff, and he rebuked in disbelief, "Jin'er, you not only suspect that the people in the palace have poisoned Leng Mengwu, but also your biological mother! Are you fainted by this little girl?"
Nangong sullenly, stubbornly condensed his brows and exclaimed, "I'm not suspicious, I'm sure, the pastry smells of mother's blood."
Nangong Ke fed Leng Mengwu the pills, squatted down, pressed his son's shoulders, and patiently persuaded him.
"Jin'er, your mother once lost you, and also lost a child in her previous life. She would not have done such a bad hand to a little girl like Leng Mengwu."
"You haven't seen your mother kill with your own eyes, I have seen her! She is a vicious woman, just as vicious as we are!"
Nangong Ke was furious, "Jin'er, Leng Mengwu will wake up in a while, and she will know if she has eaten anything else. You can't frame your own mother without evidence, just being unkind and unfilial!"
"If it's a mother, I will never go back to the palace again!"
Nangong sighed angrily and sat down beside Luohan's couch.
Knowing that his son was stubborn, Nangong Ke did not impose any more arguments.
Under the action of the magic pill, the little girl on the bed quickly recovered from her internal injuries.
Seeing that her eyelashes moved slightly, Nangong took the silver needle, "Leng Mengwu, are you awake?"
Nangong grabbed her little hand nervously, "Mengwu, where else do you hurt?"
Leng Mengwu opened her eyes, and when she saw Nangong Jin's handsome and beautiful face, her lips were suddenly raised, and her eyes also filled with bright looks.
"Sincerely, you saved me?"
"I just brought you back, it was my father who saved you."
"Thank you Nangong Hall Master for your life-saving grace!" Leng Mengwu hurriedly got up, knelt down, and solemnly kowtow to Nangong Ke.
Nangong Ke coldly narrowed his eagle eyes and looked down at her. He wanted to see the trace of the girl's acting, but he couldn't see it.
"Leng Mengwu, what have you ever eaten after breakfast?"
"I didn't eat anything."
"Where is the water?"
"Drink the school water with everyone."
Nangong Ke was shocked. Seeing his son staring at him angrily, he was speechless and could only accept such an anger.
He wanted to say that he had poisoned Leng Mengwu. He would rather bear such guilt on behalf of Jinli, but he missed the opportunity.
"Jin'er, for my father, I still believe that your mother has a lasting problem! At the beginning, she stabbed Su Yanzhen and assassinated Su Jingqi in front of everyone, all for revenge. Other than that, she did not kill anyone else."
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
Leng Mengwu's little hand stroked her forehead in confusion.
She said so innocently, but she still pierced through their conversation.
"The hall master meant, did the princess and the empress poison me? I have no grievances with her, why did she harm me?"
The sentence of no grievances and no grudges completely angered Nangong Jin, and the silver-white petite body turned coldly and jumped out of the school.
Nangong Ke didn't stop it. In the palace, Yu Lansi would protect Jin Li. If he returned, the situation would definitely become more chaotic.
He stood beside the Luohan couch, looking down at Leng Mengwu thoughtfully.
She has a frank and innocent face, and her dark green eyes are jewel-like, not tolerant of dirt.
He is a vampire. He knows better than anyone that the evil of werewolves and vampires are hidden under a beautiful appearance. The more beautiful, the more innocent, the more brutal, and the more unfathomable.
Leng Mengwu was horrified by him.
There was no murder in his eyes, and he could even call it polite, but inexplicably, it made her creepy.
"Hall Master Nangong, if you don't order, Mengwu will retire first."
Nangong Ke raised her eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully, "Go."
She finally exposed such a flaw.
If she really likes Jin'er, she should chase out worriedly at this moment.
If a woman is truly loved, even if she disregards her own safety, she will definitely not let her beloved man and her biological mother turn against each other.
When Leng Mengwu's little hand was on the door handle, he said in a deep voice, "Stop!"
Daqi Capital, the long red carpet, as thick as blood, flows from the gate of the city… Kang Heng’s feet straight along the official road, flowing three miles away.
He wears a golden dragon robe, like a demon like a demon. With deep suffocation in his eyes, looking at the convoy coming up on the red carpet, his thin, angular lips are absolutely evil.
The sky is full of petals, the vocal music is magnificent, the blue sky is as clear as washing... Only, there are no people in the street to welcome you.
Su Jinyu stood side by side with several princes and princesses one foot away from behind Kang Heng. He heard a loud noise from the city gate. Everyone looked back, but he was not surprised, and he held down the sword on his waist.
All the concubines were there, even the queen Su Shimin, who was imprisoned in the cold palace, was also brought here, but there was no Concubine Lan.
The blind can see that this is a long-planned killing!
Su Shimin wore a body of sin and a black robe. After many days of torture in the cold palace, she looked haggard.
She stood among a group of concubines, set off by the women in fragrant dresses, like a flower that had withered for a long time.
The city gate is pressing hard, obviously to seal the retreat. She glanced worriedly at the Tenglonghua car that was approaching, and trembled in horror. The only hosta on her head shook tremblingly.
She turned her head instinctively and looked at Su Jinyu. From his calm eyes, she realized that he was prepared, and she was relieved.
Su Yanzhen noticed her strange, thin face, and she couldn't help but pale.
She glanced at Kang Chen beside her, and was even more disappointed when she saw that he didn't look at herself at all.
He did the same on the night of his marriage, sleeping with her separately, and the water in the well did not infiltrate the river.
He doesn't love her, he doesn't even like her. He has a special court lady, his bed has never been cold, he changed one today, and another tomorrow, and... he did not shy away from her presence.
She did marry well, but she was desperate for such a husband, such a marriage, and her newlyweds.
Seeing Su Jinyu waving at her, she looked around and moved without hesitation to reach her brother's side.
There is only one person she can rely on. She looked at him with respect. "brother!"
"Shhh..." Su Jinyu motioned for her to silence, and quickly clasped her hand, slipped a dagger from the sleeve of his robe and stuffed it into her hand. "It's not necessarily useful, it's okay to hold it for self-defense."
Su Yanzhen shuddered in shock, and the dagger in her hand almost fell to the ground.
"Stand still, go with Su Xian for a while."
Su Yanzhen didn't dare to disobey, so she had to look ahead, tighten her body nervously, and glanced at Su Shimin.
In the end, it is a family, before the crisis, I know what blood is linked.
The Su clan was already defeated and could not be completely destroyed.
"Brother, let's go together and take my aunt!"
"If my aunt leaves, her flaws will be exposed. By then, we will not be able to go! You are still young and the road is still long. You go first."
Su Yanzhen's tears rolled down silently. How can she get this way of life
Su Jinyu has been waiting for Su Xian to appear, but Su Xian... It was a whole cup of tea late.
"Lord..." Su Xian passed through the crowd quietly.
Su Jinyu tilted her head and smelled a bloody blood, his robe was stained with blood.
"What happened?"
"The guard above the tower was replaced by Kang Heng. It was not ours. The werewolves standing in the front row were all vampires behind."
"There was no sign of Xuanwu early in the morning, and Ahuai was also gone."
Su Jinyu's eyes became deep, he looked all over the darkness of Su Xian's hood, looking for a ray of life, but saw his eyes full of helplessness.