Demon King's Mysterious Imperial Concubine

Up to now, Nangong old lady didn't realize how wrong she had done. Now she was so tired that she ignored Nangong Ling's resentment and said to Nangong lady, "help me in and have a rest."

"Yes," replied Mrs. Nangong respectfully.

But just then, a snow-white whip wrapped around the neck of Nangong old lady and pulled her.

Nangong Ling somehow had a snow-white whip in her hand. She threw the whip, wrapped it around Nangong's old lady's neck, pulled it hard, resented and scolded: "old witch, you killed my mother. You still want to have a rest and daydream."

"Nangong Ling, what are you doing? Let go of grandma quickly."

"Nangong Ling, you dare to do it to your grandmother. It's treacherous."

Nangong Yue and Nangong Xue yelled and even wanted to fight Nangong Ling, but before they got close to Nangong Ling, they were swept away by a strong wind.

"Ah..."

The sisters both fell to the ground, and the fall was not light, and their mouths vomited blood.

It was clear from the south palace that the man who had just shot was Han Luoyan. Of course, Nangong doesn't know who Han Luoyan is now, but he can feel that this person is very strong and terrible.

Because the other side was too strong, Nangong didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to speak in a good voice, "I don't know who you are? This is our Nangong family's business. Please don't interfere."

"Xiaolinger's business is that of the king." Han Luoyan didn't even look at Nangong, but his eyes were always on Nangong's spirit.

Han Luoyan's aura was so strong that everyone in the town dared not act rashly. They could only watch Nangong Ling strangle Nangong's old lady's neck with a whip.

Nangong old lady once tried to break free, but the whip was too powerful and Nangong Ling's skill was so strong that she couldn't break free at all.

Seeing that she was about to be strangled alive, she had to ask Nangong Qinglie for help, "Qinglie... I'm your mother..."

Nangong Qinglie holds Lin Yuezhu, who is dying. At the moment when Lin Yuezhu dies, his heart also dies. Until Nangong old lady calls him, he raises his eyes full of tears and looks at her with an extremely sad, disappointed, angry and helpless look.

His biological mother killed his favorite woman. What should he do?

Nangong Qinglie is very contradictory, contradictory and painful. He feels that his world has collapsed.

Nangong's old lady couldn't wait for Nangong Qinglie's dissuasion for a long time. She was very worried, so she shouted again, "Qinglie, what are you doing? I'm your mother..."

"Ling'er, let her go first. I have something to say to her." Nangong Qinglie opened his mouth, but he didn't plead for Nangong's old lady.

Nangong Ling listened to Nangong Qinglie's words and took back the whip. The whip drifted away like a snowflake and disappeared.

After taking back the whip, Nangong Ling didn't say anything, but went to Lin Yuezhu and stayed with her.

Lin Yuezhu loved her as her own daughter since she was a child. She always felt happy. Although she didn't know who her own father was, she had two mothers. One father loved her and another brother protected her. In the past 18 years, she was so happy and happy.

But now, her two loving mothers are gone, her brother is gone, and her happiness is gone.

She is angry, she resents, she hates, she hates everyone in Nangong family.

After Nangong's old lady's neck was free, she slowed down and became angry with Nangong Ling, "you dead girl, dare to do this to me. It's so treacherous, damn it."

"Old witch, you killed my family. I'll settle this account with you sooner or later." Nangong Ling is surprisingly calm now. She doesn't cry anymore. She just kneels beside Lin Yuezhu and stays quietly.

Nangong old lady wanted to continue to scold Nangong Ling, but she felt the pressure released by Han Luoyan and was afraid to say anything. But she didn't want to lose her old face, so she took Nangong Qinglie to say something, "Qinglie, look at your good daughter. She dared to talk to her elders like this and wanted to kill her elders. Is that decent?"

"Mother, you obviously have the strength to protect yourself. Why do you use Yuezhu as your shield?" Nangong Qinglie ignored Nangong's old lady's rebuke and questioned her instead.

His biological mother never gave him a trace of maternal love from childhood. At the moment when his talent was determined to be mediocre, he was despised and abandoned by his mother.

But even so, he never resented. Who made his talent so mediocre?

But now, he really hates his biological mother, his happy home has been destroyed by his biological mother, and his favorite woman has been killed by his biological mother.

Can he not hate?

"It's her honor that she can die for me." Nangong old lady still doesn't think she's wrong. She not only doesn't feel the slightest about Lin Yuezhu's death, but also gets angry because of the trouble Lin Yuezhu brought to her after her death.

This woman abducted her son during her lifetime and brought her so much trouble after her death. She is really a broom star.

Hearing this, Nangong Qinglie was even more disappointed with his mother. "Mother, you have always been a selfish person. For your own interests, even your own son can be sacrificed."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Mother, I regret very much. If I had listened to ling'er and didn't let you live in the general's house, maybe none of this would have happened. I've been expelled from the Nangong family by you, so I'm no longer a member of the Nangong family. What does the Nangong family have to do with me? My cowardice and incompetence killed my favorite woman, so..."

"What do you want?"

Nangong Qinglie saw Nangong's old lady showing a look of being wary of him. He felt disgusted and said sarcastically, "you are really selfish. But don't worry, I won't kill you. You are my mother anyway."

"You know I'm your mother. It's just a dead woman. What's the big deal."

"Mother, do it yourself."

"What does that mean?"

"Hum." Nangong Qinglie snorted coldly, quietly took out the dagger and stabbed his heart.

"No... dad, Dad..." Nangong Ling didn't expect Nangong Qinglie to commit suicide. It was too late when she found out. She hurried to rescue her.

But Nangong Qinglie refused, "ling'er, let me go with your mother. Without her, my life is meaningless."

"Dad... No, don't leave me alone, don't..."

"You won't be alone. Someone will always be with you."

"Dad..."

"Ling'er, forgive your father's selfishness. The task of finding your brother is up to you."

"Dad..."