The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at the Nangong flame that said this at this time, suddenly he thought it was very funny, why did he say that? What do you mean, that's his wife?

She doesn't feel like a good person for someone whose wife can do it, whether or not he has a hard time with it.

If it's really love, what's the name of a lover like?

“Yao 'er, those things aren't what you think.” Looking at Ning Mengyao, who was so resistant to him, I thought there was some discomfort in Nangong Flame Heart.

They used to have such good feelings. Why is this happening now? Look at her like this, she can't help but hate herself for dying.

“Doesn't it matter anymore, all I know is that my mother has a new life and lives well, that's enough, as for you... Nangong Yan, you never really cared about my mother, if you really loved her, why did you poison him after he got pregnant? After all, in your heart, what you're going to do is more important than my mother's life.” Ning Mengyao looked at Nangong Flame and shook his head.

Without white ink, she would not have had a mother if she had managed to retain her mother's life, and enjoyed the love that she would have felt in that dream.

Now that her mother walked out of the shadow of the Nangong flame and accepted that the two of them lived well together, she didn't think it was bad.

“Yao 'er, you don't know anything. I did it for her own good.” Nangong Yan listened to her daughter say such words, and the fire in her heart came up, lowering her voice and roaring.

Qiao Tianchang pulled Ning Mengyao behind him and hid him. The woman he held in his hand could not even speak out against him. What is his reason for Nangong Flame? Why are you treating your wife like this?

“If I were you, for the good of my mother-in-law, I wouldn't have poisoned her, nor would I have watched my beloved fall asleep for so many years. When you poisoned my mother-in-law, did you ever think that she might have died in your hands because you poisoned her? After all these years of Nangong flames, you're here to say it's for her own good. Are you lying to yourself or treating us like fools?” Joe Tian looked at Nangong Flame cold and cold, and his approach was really hard to see in his heart.

“I…” Nangong Flaming Plug, he didn't think that Xiao Yilin would have such thoughts, and was finally touched. If it wasn't for White Ink to take people away, he spent a lot of good medicine, I'm afraid people would already be dead, how could he show up in front of them again?

Faced with the language plug of Nangong Flame, the corner of Mengyao's mouth stirred up a sarcastic smile. Only White Ink was truly the best person to kiss her mother.

So many years of being alone, whether their parents are asleep or awake, is the same as always, such a man is a good match for their mothers.

“If you're just here to tell me this, then I know.” Ning Mengyao glanced at the flame of the South Palace and said casually.

“Yao, can't you really forgive me?” Nangong Yao looked at Ning Mengyao with a hint of hope in his eyes.

“I'm telling you, it's impossible, not at all. There's no chance when you hurt my mother, hurt Tianjin, or even nearly killed him.” Ning Mengyao shook her head and Nangong Yao was a good father to her, but after what happened after he betrayed him, she lost all patience and feelings for the man.

Nangong Yao really wanted to tell Ning Mengyao that it was not his will, that he was controlled, but he understood that even if he said that, Ning Mengyao would not forgive him.

After all, he stormed out the news of their arrival on the west coast. He didn't want long, and Naranqing would attack them.

He doesn't think that Smart as Mengyao knows anything.

“Yao...”

“Let's go.” Ning Mengyao interrupted the words of Nangong Flame, reaching out and holding Qiao Tianchang's hand away from him, leaving without even a single eye.