The cold words pierced Nalan Minghui's heart, just like a blunt knife cutting into his heart, making him unable to resist for a moment.
He looked at the bed again. Mu Liang still had his eyes closed, but the corners of his lips curled up in a sarcastic arc. Nalan Minghui shuddered and looked at Mu Liang in disbelief when he said this. She had indeed woken up just now.
But she just glanced at herself, then closed her eyes again, not even wanting to speak. How much did this daughter hate herself in her heart?
"Liang'er..." Nalan Minghui couldn't tell how long it had been since he called out his daughter's name. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't help it, even though he had been on the battlefield for many years.
, his body was stained with blood and he never knew how to be afraid, but everything he experienced in the past few years was filled with blood and tears, which made him... still feel sad when he thinks about it.
Nalan Minghui's trembling voice did not bring any movement in Mu Liang. She still had her eyes closed, and the expression on her face was cold, without any movement or warmth.
"You don't deserve to call me that! If I remember correctly, after the general comes back, doesn't he always hide in the study to clean himself up? How have you ever appeared in my room? This was not necessary before, and it is even more unnecessary now.
It’s necessary! Sir General, please continue going back to your study! My yard is small and shabby, how can I accommodate you, General?"
Mu Liang's tone was cold, full of sarcasm and sarcasm.
Nalan Minghui's face was pale and dull, and he sat on the chair in a daze. He really felt that he was not worthy of coming here, and he was not worthy of crying out.
His pupils flashed, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, and finally he whispered in a hoarse voice, "I know you hate me, but I am your father Liang'er after all. I have suffered a lot for you these years."
"Sir General, you are telling a joke! Why did you suffer me? You clearly killed me by accident!" No matter how cold Mu Liang's voice was, even though now she could kill other people by accident.
, but before that, Nalan Muliang could survive only because of the desperate protection of Lao Li and Feifeng Baoer.
"Liang'er, I have known that for so many years, I miss your mother, I miss you... But in this world of mortals, some things are not what they seem to the eyes after all." There was something in Nalan Minghui's words,
But there are some secrets that everyone has, and it’s really not convenient to tell her now
"Ha... miss you?" Mu Liang sneered and sat up slowly. His clear eyes were as bright as frost and snow. These cold and waveless pupils never looked at Nalan Minghui, but looked at him coldly.
Looking out the window, the autumn wind was chilly, but it couldn't match the coolness in her eyes.
"General, when you say the word "I miss you" now, do you want to hear my gratitude to you? Don't you think your missing me is too ridiculous! If there is any accident in the past few years, I will be killed by that person.
Several women were beaten to death, I'm afraid you don't even know how I died! By then it will become a memorial, not a longing! I am so alive now, you can say anything! Even about you these years
In fact, it is amnesia. It doesn’t matter that I don’t remember anything that happened!
You say yours, and I'll listen to mine. If you have nothing else to say, you go! From now on, don't come to my Liuliyuan again! In my heart, the so-called father is actually dead long ago." Mu Liang said coldly
The words once again stung Nalan Minghui's heart with blood and flesh. He stood up from the chair in a daze, his pupils were moist and his face was pale.
He still remembered Mu Liang when he was three years old, so cute, kind, introverted, and quiet, being held in Zi Wei's arms, smiling timidly at him, and shouting in a sweet voice, "Daddy!" His heart followed at that time.
drunk……
But the daughter in front of her now is so cold and ruthless. There is a cold and lonely air all over her body, which seems to have condensed all the frost between heaven and earth, and it is reflected in her body.
She is even more beautiful than her mother, but also has an indescribable coldness and pride. She is like a piece of ice that has been frozen for tens of thousands of years, and has tens of thousands frozen in your bottomless black hole ice cellar.
Year, at this moment, she seems to have no one who can melt her heart
What Liang'er said was correct. If anything went wrong in any of these years, he might not even know that his daughter was tortured to death! He only knew that those women were a little domineering, but he didn't expect women.
His heart has such a vicious and cruel side
"Liang'er... it was my father who made a mistake. No matter what, let my father make it up to you... okay?" Nalan Minghui stood up and took a step forward. He used to walk like the wind in the military camp, but at this moment
, this step was so difficult and painful that my whole heart was trembling...
He still can't forget his shock and regret when he saw that book! He can't forget how he threw the book into the fire with trembling hands and how tortured he felt when it burned.
and pain
He doesn't blame Mu Liang for hating him right now. He just wants this daughter to give him a chance!
"Compensate me? Haha...Does the General think that this so-called compensation can save a life? I am still alive now because I have a great destiny! My life should not be cut off! It's not that those women showed mercy! It's not for
Keep your breath and wait for you, the so-called father, to come back and uphold justice for me! I have finished what I want to say, and the general still wants to stay here and continue to look at my cold face! The general has many wives and concubines, and many children.
Heap up, and I haven’t even gone to greet them one by one. I’ve been away from home for such a long time, and my backyard has become empty. The general can really stay in my little glazed courtyard for a whole night! It’s hard not to admire him!”
Mu Liang's voice was light, and the expression on his face was even more calm. There was no other expression except sarcasm.
The more this happened, the more painful Nalan Minghui's heart became.
He frowned and looked at Mu Liang. Such a daughter was unfamiliar to him, and at the same time it made her even more distressed and sad. It seemed that nothing he could do now could resolve the darkness and hostility in her heart.
At this moment, there was a sudden chaotic noise outside Liuliyuan. Mu Liang glanced at the door and said coldly,
"Feifeng, let's see who wants to ask the General to make the decision for her and let her in! Someone is seeking death on his own, why can't I stop him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feifeng had already ducked out of the courtyard. After a while, the noise became louder and louder, almost breaking through the old and narrow Liuli courtyard.