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Chapter 82 Apologize
Shen Tangluo's words were neither cold nor indifferent, but to Nangong Qun's ears, every word was heartbreaking.

In just an instant, Nangong Qun's handsome face was stained with a layer of sadness that was too thick to dissolve.

His dry throat rolled twice, and his vision slowly blurred.

Although Shen Tangluo's stunning and unparalleled face was reflected in a pair of warm pupils.

However, it gradually emerged in his consciousness that 15 years ago, Shen Qianyan was lying in a pool of blood, her eyes were full of pain, but she couldn't hide the hatred in her eyes.

That woman who was never willing to bow her head and give in, even in the face of life and death, would never show weakness or shed a single tear.

After being together for three years, he didn't even know what she was stubborn about?
Maybe, what Luo'er said is right, he is a heartless and righteous person in his bones.

Back then, he was the one who hurt the baby in her womb, and he was the one who saw her covered in blood and left Xuanling Palace in embarrassment.

After a while, Nangongqun finally recovered his voice, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Luo'er, your mother's background, frankly, I don't even know as a father."

"At the beginning, she was injured and left, and my father never saw her again."

His eyes darkened, he paused and said again: "Five years ago, she sent you to Xuanling Palace, but she never stayed there for a while. Thinking about it, she also didn't want to see Wei father again. I still missed it."

"So, Luo'er, where were you during the ten years before you went to Xuanling Palace? You and..." He seemed to choke up, "How did you live with her?"

where?

The light in Shen Tangluo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the cold and stern aura swept up the room.

"If my father wants to repent, he should find her himself and tell her face to face, instead of pretending to be affectionate in front of me."

After a pause, she raised the corners of her eyes, and added with great concern, "However, father also knows that she doesn't want to see you, so why bother talking?"

"Boring." Shen Tangluo's eyes were indifferent, and there was a sneer on his lips.

She put down the teacup, stood up, and walked out of the hall.

Seeing that she didn't even need dinner, Nangong Qun frowned, his eyes were helpless and complicated, "Luo'er, I asked Mo'er to come back to you for my father, because I want to tell you that Xuanling Palace is your home after all..."

Shen Tang's leaving back paused, without turning around, he sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Father, have you played enough of this bitter drama? This girl never takes this kind of thing, so don't bother me if you have nothing to do. "

After finishing speaking, she strode away without looking back.

Nangong Qun's expression froze, and he just sat there for a long time in a daze...

Outside Xuanling Palace.

The night is as deep as splashed ink, and the rustling wind rises from the bottomless clouds and mist under the sky moat, and rolls in.

On the top of this moat that amazed the world, an ice-blue stone bridge fell across the sky.

At this moment, Nangong Fei had already changed into a blood-stained white dress, staggered, and quietly followed behind several white-clothed disciples.

The usual gentleness and elegance were gone, and the expression hidden in his eyes was gloomy and vicious.

Nangong Yi lowered her head and followed behind her, clenched her fists, her frustrated face was full of struggle.

Just as she was about to step onto the Tianzhu Bridge, Nangong Yi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of the leading disciple, "Senior Brother, Yi'er really doesn't want to leave, can you let me meet my father again."

She promised seriously with a small face, "I will go back and admit my mistake to my father, and I swear I will never provoke Shen Tangluo again."

The white-clothed disciple looked embarrassed, "Junior Sister, this is the Palace Master's order to escort you to Yunfu Yan's house, Senior Brother dare not disobey."

Nangongyi's eyes turned red, and she burst into tears again, "I don't want to be expelled from Xuanling Palace..."

The white-clothed disciple patted her on the shoulder and said in a comforting voice, "Junior sister, don't worry, senior brother always treats junior sister with love and kindness, there is nothing wrong with going to senior senior brother."

Another disciple also echoed, "Yes, junior sister, Master's move is not unfeeling. In the future, when senior brother returns, junior sister can come back at any time?"

Nangong Yi shook his head, "No, senior brother, you don't understand that my father would abolish his mother's position as wife because of Shen Tangluo, so it must be taken seriously this time."

(End of this chapter)