The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao thought what would happen, I didn't expect such dog blood.

“It's really dog blood.” Ning Mengyao scoffed.

White Mo smiled bitterly: "Yeah, then I went to investigate Nangong Yan, knowing that he was the regent of the Mausoleum, but this regent was different from the rumors. ”

Ning Mengyao turned his head and looked at the white ink: “What do you mean? ”

“The Regent of the Mausoleum is actually a very gentle but resourceful man, but we know the flames of the South Palace differently.” The South Palace flame they know is actually a bit harsh on people and harsh on enemies, but because it's good for him and Xiao Orange, they don't care about it either.

“You suspect he's fake? ”

“Not at first, I really doubt when it happened to your mother.” Speaking of which, Ink's expression changed instantly.

“What do you mean?” Ning Mengyao's conscious questioning always felt that White Ink knew a lot.

Qiao Tian sat quietly beside him and did not interrupt the communication between the two, but at this time Qiao Tian suddenly said: “The poison in the mother-in-law's house is under the flames of the South Palace, right? ”

White ink glanced at Joe Tianjin: “How do you know? ”

Qiao Tian turned his head and looked out the window: “It's very simple, I heard Nangong Yan talk about his relationship with his mother-in-law, at that time he and his mother-in-law were playing outside, suddenly poisoned, without you, no one would have thought of this. ”

There are only two of them together, and there are no other people around, who can poison Xiao Orange Ya, who can besides Nangong Flame?

White Mo smiled bitterly: “You're right, I only found out in an accident, so after Nangong Flame was led away by the emperor of Xiao's country at the time, I took Ya 'er out of the palace, and then sent him to Xiao Yilin's house, knowing that Ya had a child, I took him away. Only by the time I went, the child had been lost. ”

Mengyao held her lips tight, and had no idea that a man who had always shown tremendous love would be such a man.

“Then you know why not stop it? ”

“Stop? What did I use to stop it? At that time, your mother didn't believe me. She thought I said that to provoke a relationship between them.” So he could only protect Xiao Orange Ya in the dark, but he didn't think that Xiao Orange Ya was still hurt by the flames of the South Palace.

Ning Mengyao's head is a little confused. Why did Nangong Yao do so much?

“I don't understand. ”

“Nor do I understand that Yale is a good, gentle woman, because it is her choice that I respect, just to look at her happiness, but not long with Nangong Flame, I find that Yale's life does not seem quite what I imagined.” White ink thought about what happened at the time, some uncertainty said.

Ning Mengyao, is there anything else going on?

“You guessed correctly, your mother was really happy at first, but when she got to the back, she started to get depressed and smile again until she had you. I went to investigate, but I didn't find anything. I had no idea what was going on.” White Ink hates himself so much that if he figured out everything earlier, Xiao Orange Ya would not get hurt and would not sleep for nearly 20 years.

Ning Mengyao looked at the face in front of him, sad, with self-reproach and hatred in his eyes, and suddenly said: “Don't you regret this? ”

“Of course not. You love Joe Tianjin, and you can certainly feel that feeling, as long as he's happy.” The grief on White Ink's face swept away, with a faint smile in the corner of his mouth, but that smile was so lonely in Ning Mengyao's eyes.

Ning Mengyao suddenly had some regrets. Would it have been better if she hadn't brought Xiao Orange?

“What else do you want to ask? ”

“Why did you imprison my mother? ”

White Mo suddenly smiled: “I am not imprisoning her. There are many things on Miaojiang that are not as simple as you think. Only there will her life be safe, and I do not want her to go to Nangong Yan, which will only hurt her again. ”