Chapter 497 This time, I don't want to let him escape again
Gu Nuoer didn't give him a chance to answer.
She continued to talk, which was bound to break down the psychological defense of the man in black.
She told the other party in a low voice: "Daddy is the most reasonable person. There are rumors outside that he is a tyrant, but they are all false!
As long as I tell him to spare your life, dad will definitely agree. When the time comes, you go home and I won’t pursue it. Wouldn’t it be just right?”
Gu Nuoer stepped away a little distance, hugged her little hands, and muttered thinking.
"Well, of course, you don't have to agree. After all, if you swear allegiance to the death, I will respect you as a man if you don't reveal who instigated you!
It's a pity. Think about it carefully. After your death, is the person who instigated you suspicious by nature? Will he be afraid that my father can find out about your family and torture them about who you are working for?
If the other party is ruthless, then, uncle of the man in black, don’t look down on me, I understand the truth. Your family will definitely be..."
She made a motion of wiping her neck.
Eyes wide open, the little pink tongue half uttered: "Shut up!"
Gu Nuo'er suddenly pursed her lips and muttered: "Huh? Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem like a loss if you can meet again under the underworld. Okay~ Uncle Man in Black, I understand why you don't want to say it."
She blinked strangely: "Because, even if we become ghosts, we are still a family~"
After saying that, Gu Nuoer put her hands on the ground and prepared to get up and return to Gu Yihan.
What she just said seemed like she was talking to herself.
In fact, every sentence is like a thorn! Rooted in the heart of the man in black!
The person who cares...he has.
He didn't want the other party to live a life of desperation with him.
The moment Gu Nuoer turned around, the man in black suddenly knocked his head to the ground.
He cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, Princess, I'm recruiting...the person who instructs me is General Song, Song Quan!"
Gu Yihan, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, was not surprised.
On the other hand, Gu Nuoer, who had his back turned to the man in black, had an impatient expression of "It's him again" on his face.
Her pink little face curved with anger.
This bad guy Song is still here!
If she doesn't take care of him, will she really think that she, Nobao, is just an ordinary little fish?!
I want to send her to Tianshan or put her in an ice cellar.
It can be seen how deeply Song Quan hates Gu Nuoer!
The man in black revealed almost all of his plan.
It turned out that a month ago, Song Quan had found some monks who knew magic arts and cast a nightmare curse on the emperor.
But after all, the emperor is a real dragon. If you want to assassinate the emperor, you will have to spend a lot of effort.
He bribed the small official from the Si Tian Bureau, allowing the nightmare curse to slip in when the emperor was most exhausted.
The content of dreams is not fixed.
It’s just that Gu Nuoer happened to have recently broken into a demon-sealed demon cave.
Gu Yihan was deeply worried about her daughter's safety, so she naturally fell under the curse.
What happens next is much simpler.
First, Gu Yihan asked the Sitian Bureau, and then Song Quan advocated sending the princess away.
All of this is taking advantage of Gu Yihan's pity for his daughter as a father.
Gu Yihan could not wait to bring Song Quan into the palace and hack him to death with swords.
But Gu Nuoer was still there, suppressing the anger that was about to burst out.
He said tenderly and full of fatherly love: "Nuo'er, let dad handle the rest. I'll take you back to Qiushui Palace now, okay?"
But Gu Nuoer's big eyes were filled with watery luster: "No, daddy, this matter has not been finalized yet."
Although the mastermind behind the case was interrogated, Song Quan has always been cunning and cunning.
However, Gu Nuoer didn't want him to escape this time.
It's autumn, and it's time for the Song family to experience hardship.