Chapter 220: Fear of evil

After Wang Bo hurriedly left the house, Nangong Wudi finally targeted the target of Emperor Ye, who was standing there with a dim face.

Originally, he looked at the boy in front of him and was very pleasing to the eye, but at this moment he wanted to go up and slap him a few times.

"Boy, it's very good, you're so good!" Nangong Wudi's mood fluctuated violently.

"I ask you, since you have married my granddaughter, to protect her for the sake of not fulfilling the responsibility of a husband? Why don't you withdraw from the killer world and let her live a stable life?"

Hearing Nangong Wudi's roaring sound, Emperor Ye slowly raised his head, looked at the latter without any anger in his eyes and finally lowered silently.

Everything has happened, and it is useless to say anything at this moment, and he doesn't need to defend anything for it.

Moreover, in the view of Emperor Ye, he really has an unreasonable responsibility for the death of Feng Ling.

"Why don't you talk? Is my granddaughter's life more important in your heart than your so-called Shura name?"

"If that's true, then I'm really sad for my granddaughter. I'm actually looking for a man like you who refuses to give to your lover."

"Since that's the case, it's better if Qingyin doesn't stay with you!" With a gloomy face, Nangong Wudi sat at the table directly with his sleeves, and the violent look in his eyes was still not reduced much.

"Grandpa, how could you say that to Brother Ye?" Nangong Qingyin immediately became anxious and shouted with tears in his eyes.

"What? Qingyin, is there any place for such a man to be nostalgic for? Have you not learned the lessons of your sister yet?"

"I only have two granddaughters. Do you want me to give the black-haired man another white-haired man?" Nangong Wudi said with a gloomy face without any compromise.

"Grandpa, you can't do this. My sister's death, Brother Ye is already so sad that he's about to die. Now you still want to stimulate him like this. Don't you know that the pain in his heart is even worse than you?"

"Indeed, grandpa, you lost a granddaughter, but have you not had any hope for twenty years?"

"But what about Brother Ye? Brother Ye watched his sister leave him. Can't you understand the pain?"

Nangong Qingyin asked her grandfather Nangong Wudi loudly with tears in her eyes.

Although he said he didn't blame his grandfather, there was also some resentment in Nangong Qingyin's heart.

Although my father took up most of the fault, why did my grandfather not tell me the truth for so many years?

At least I told myself that I could search for it. My sister has been living in Yucheng for a long time, and maybe I found it myself, but unfortunately all this is in vain now.

"Qingyin, grandpa..."

It was obvious that Nangong Wudi did not expect that his granddaughter suddenly exploded at this moment. Seeing her tearful eyes defending the boy Ye, Nangong Wudi didn't know what to say for a moment.

Qingyin is right. What I am sad about is that my hope for more than 20 years has been shattered. Didn’t I almost give up on my hope more than ten years ago?

But the Emperor Ye was in front of him, and the person he loved the most.

In his heart, he probably didn't want his granddaughter to die.

Twitching his mouth, Nangong Wudi's eyes looked at Emperor Ye slightly relieved.

"Grandpa, this is a decision made by the granddaughter. Even if he really has the same fate as his sister, his granddaughter will never regret it!"

With tears in her eyes, Nangong Qingyin stared at her grandfather and agreed firmly.

"Qingyin, you." Nangong Wudi was silent for a moment when he heard his granddaughter's extremely firm words, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, I won't interfere in your affairs anymore. Since you choose the same path as your sister, you must be mentally prepared."

"Boy, remember it clearly. I don't blame you for Fengling's death, but Qingyin, if you let her follow her sister's old path, I, Nangong Wudi, will make you look good even if I have this life. Do you understand?"

With a gloomy face, Nangong Wudi said with extreme unhappiness.

"Emperor Ye obeys the order, please don't worry, old man, I will never let Feng Ling's fate happen to Qingyin again."

He slowly raised his head, and a trace of anger finally appeared in his eyes. He assured Nangong Wudi.

"Just understand. In addition, you'd better avenge Fengling as soon as possible, so that she can't die with her eyes open."

"I will find the person who killed Fengling as soon as possible, and I will not let anyone kill her." There was a hint of hatred in his eyes, and Ye Huang nodded in agreement with a calm but very firm tone.

"Just remember. If you need any help, I will come to Nangong's house to find me. For the sake of my granddaughter's grudge, I will accept my old bones!"

"Okay, the Vermillion Bird Art has been given to you, and the matter has been finished, you can leave. Qingyin, I will not allow you to live with him before the matter of the Ximen family has been resolved. You must be clear about this."

"Grandpa, I understand this." He nodded, and Nangong Qingyin did not force anything.

It was already a great luck that she was able to get her grandfather’s consent without letting herself leave Ye Huang. She never thought about being with Ye Huang now.

"Just understand." Nodded, Nangong Wudi's face relaxed a lot.

However, just as Emperor Ye walked to the front of the door and was about to leave, Nangong Wudi thought of something again.

"Boy, where is the wind chime buried?"

"Qingyin knows the northwest corner of Nanshan Cemetery." After saying that, Emperor Ye turned around and left the mansion. Nangong Qingyin behind hurriedly followed him to see him off.

Nangong Wudi in the room couldn't help but sigh and sat on the stool when he saw this scene.

"A bad fate, bad fate. Fengling, if you have a spirit in heaven, you will hold your sister and don't say the same fate as you."

After accompanying Emperor Ye out of the Nangong family mansion, Nangong Qingyin stood in front of the door and said.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I didn't expect my grandfather to be so angry when he heard the news of his sister's departure. Don't blame him, okay?"

"How could it be? I understand my grandfather's mood. It should be that I apologized. I didn't protect your sister. Everything was my fault."

As he stroked Nangong Qingyin's face, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Ye, don't blame yourself. No one wants anything like that to happen. As long as you live well, I believe my sister will be happy in heaven."

"Don't worry, I will live well, and you guys, I can't let you trust me like your sister."

"Yeah!" Hearing Emperor Ye's words, Nangong Qingyin nodded and showed a hint of tenderness on his face.

"Okay, you go back first, see if you accompany grandpa and your sister, I have other things to leave first in the evening."

After saying that, Emperor Ye turned around and entered the car and slowly drove away from the Nangong family mansion.


Chapter completed!