The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Xiao Orange opened her eyes and looked at the daughter sitting in front of her. Her eyes were full of bitterness: “What are you letting him do? ”

Misunderstood him for so many years, Xiao Orange really had no face to meet this man.

“Mother, I know what you're thinking. I'm sure you already know about Nangong Yan, right?” Ning Mengyao looked seriously at Xiao Orange.

Xiao Orange nodded: “Yes, he told me everything, but I...”

“You still don't believe me, do you? Had it not been for the Nangong flame against our sword, you would have thought that White Ink was provoking your relationship.” Ning Mengyao naturally understood Xiao Orange and asked immediately.

Xiao Orange was silent for a moment: “Yeah, I really didn't expect him to do it after all these years of sleep.” Xiao Orange mocked herself when she thought about the rush of Nangong Yan.

How could he be so good in disguise? Well, she totally believed it.

“Mother, now that you are young and have a long time to live, there is no need to grieve for those people.” Nangong Flame hurt Xiao Orange Ya, yes, but what's the point if Xiao Orange Ya has been immersed in grief?

Life shouldn't be like this. A man doesn't just meet a scumbag man in his life, like her, he does.

But isn't that happiness now?

“Yao 'er, you don't understand. ”

“Is there anything I don't understand? There is no less white ink than the flame of the Nangong than there is love for you. He is more than the flame of the Nangong. I now really doubt what the purpose of the flame of the Nangong was to approach you.” Ning Mengyao was somewhat dissatisfied with Xiao Orange's current appearance and frowned unhappily.

“Yao 'er, you...”

“Mother, a man's life is long and he will meet all kinds of people. Do you have to reject someone who is good to you because of one betrayal and one injury? Think about what white ink does to you these days, do you just use your body to persecute people?” Though Mengyao preferred not to say good things to White Ink, White Ink did a good job of doing this.

Xiao Orange's face turned a little pale, but she couldn't help but trap herself in the things of the past.

The result was that her body was not always good, repeatedly, and then white ink came, and his arrival left her not so much time every day to think about all this mess, and every day to think about how to get him out of her sight, which actually made her body gradually better, or is it ironic?

“Mother asks your heart, he has kept you for almost 20 years, you have known each other since childhood, even if you can't end up together, can you not be friends? ”

Looking into her daughter's eyes, Xiao Orange felt that what she thought in her heart could not be shaped in front of Ning Mengyao.

“Yao 'er, I know, I'll think about it. ”

Ning Mengyao just relaxed: “Mother, I am in such a hurry to visit you this time, I have something to tell you. ”

“What is it?”

“Xiao Guo and Tombo Sai were struck by those people, and Tianjing and I had to go back and help Qi Maple them, so I want you to go back with White Mo, and then we can pick you up when we get things done, or we can wait for your body to get you back. ”

When they heard that they were going back, Xiao Orange subconsciously wanted to go back with them, just thinking about his present body, silent again.

If something happens over there, they will definitely go back to the horse whip. She can't stand it: “But...”

“Mother, I'm not relieved that you're alone, and Nangong Yan doesn't know where it is now, what if he did something to you?” Nangong Yan now knows Xiao Orange is awake. If Nangong Yan does something, she will have no place to regret it.

Xiao Orange clasped her lips and did not speak. Seeing her like this, Mengyao sighed softly: “Mother, you can still be friends. Don't think so much. Now all you want to do is raise your body. ”

“Mother knows, you should be careful when you go back.” Xiao Orange Yao was told by Ning Mengyao and wanted to understand.