The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The master had never spoken, and Ning Mengyao had never spoken. He was just holding a teacup on the stone table and drinking it without a bite.

“What do you want? ”

“I don't like to hear that. What do you mean, what do I think? This is what you want, okay? Do you really want me to let King Miaojiang go, or do you want him to put me out of the heat of rest?” Ning Mengyao said it casually, but the master was speechless.

Just because someone bothered her to sleep, she had to teach her a lesson?

“The master should be thankful that I have people around me who know the worms, otherwise Miaojiang will not be calm now.” Ning Mengyao naturally understood the meaning of the national teacher. Her lips were slightly hooked and she looked at the man in white in front of her with a smile.

The master looked at Ning Mengyao. He understood what Ning Mengyao meant. I'm afraid King Miaojiang used a trick that night.

“If the master wants me to let people go, I naturally have to listen, and who wants us on your turf now?” Ning Mengyao stalled his hand and said helplessly.

The national master across the street kept smoking at the corner of his mouth, without being so buried.

“If you want people to stay, stay, okay?” Don't be so shady and weird, okay?

Ning Mengyao sneered: “Should I thank the master for his success? ”

The original master came with confidence today, and he was confident that he could take the Miaojiang king away.

Only moments later, his confidence was instantly turned into scum.

“Ning Mengyao, you shouldn't be.” The master suddenly said that.

Why would a gentle man like Yale have such a daughter?

Ning Mengyao smiled softly: “What does the master think I should look like? Bullying? Is this what I'm supposed to look like? ”

The master silently looked at Ning Mengyao and got up ready to leave.

Ning Mengyao looked behind the departure of the master and suddenly said: “He will return 100 times more every day to take care of his father. ”

Suddenly, he paused his footsteps and turned to look at Ning Mengyao: “Do you think I caught you? ”

“You're actually white ink, aren't you?” Ning Mengyao did not answer the words of the master, but looked at him and said with a smile.

The Master looked slightly: “You said white ink... who is it? ”

I'd rather Mengyao laughed and laughed very happily. I don't know who Bai Mo is. It doesn't matter.

“Oh, the statesman's acting is so good, he has the same shape as White Ink, even the sound is very similar, you took the medicine to change the sound, right? And, Master, have you noticed that your right wrist, inside, has the same scar as white ink?” Ning Mengyao's words changed the face of the master.

Subconsciously, raise your hand and look at the wound on your wrist.

It wasn't until he reacted that he realized he had fallen for it.

However, since she had already found out, there was no need to continue concealing.

Reach out and unmask your face, revealing the face that Nathan Mengyao had seen.

Ning Mengyao looked at that face and his face changed: “It was you. ”

She was still strange when she heard the man's voice in the Chamber of Secrets, but now all her doubts were answered.

It's just that her heart is not worth it for her father. At that time, she talked to her father, but his father trusted him wholeheartedly.

Trusted people, stabbing a knife in the back, I'm afraid it's not good, is it?

“When did you find out?” White ink looked at Ning Mengyao, with a slight smile in his eyes, but that smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Ning Mengyao glanced at the white ink: “Many doubts, especially those eyes, and the sound. ”

White ink reached out and touched his eyes, then laughed: “I see. ”

“I was curious why you had to do that to my dad, who trusted you so much.” Even now, Nangong Yan did not believe that White Ink had betrayed him, but that was the case.

“Mind your own business, little girl. Don't stay in this place too long. It's not good for you.” White ink also did not know why, he said this to Ning Mengyao.