The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 177 Death, the last tenderness
Afraid of any accident, Shu Yan held the sword in his hand, and made a dodge to open the way in the inner room first, and the sword edge kept dialing the incomplete items.

Ning Ningyan moved her footsteps, followed closely behind Shu Yan, stepped through the dilapidated areas, and the sadness in her heart became more intense. Is this really the place she grew up in?

The four of them moved forward cautiously, and finally came to a relatively spacious place in the inner room. The moment they entered, Ning Ningyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the tears she had been holding back fell to the ground suddenly. Because her eyes were focused on the figure curled up in the corner...

"Daddy..." She couldn't help covering her face, but in the next second, she couldn't care less, and ran towards Jiangnantian who was slumped in the corner, followed by Shu Yan and the other three.

It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and the sky is dimming a little bit. With the help of this weak light, Jiang Nantian's body is covered with black and red colors. This frightening color seems to swallow him up. Sitting paralyzed in the corner, as if dead.

"Daddy!" Ning Yan couldn't care about anything anymore, she couldn't care about how ruthless this man was to her, and she couldn't care about how they broke up the relationship between father and daughter at the beginning, she left everything behind , in front of her, only her father, the only father.

Ning Ningyan knelt in front of Jiangnantian, hugged him slowly, and put his head on her lap gently, the tears in her starry eyes fell down uncontrollably, dripping The cold drops hit Jiang Nantian's forehead.

"Pavilion Master!" Seeing this, the three people behind rushed over one after another, calling out in a sad voice, Xuan Fengming hurriedly bent down, and put Jiang Nantian's wrist in his hand.

"Daddy, wake up, my daughter is back..." Ning Yan was still crying, shaking her father's head gently, hoping that he could open his eyes and look at her again.

"Young master, the pavilion master still has a pulse!" Xuan Fengming said excitedly, hurriedly took off the package behind him, took out a very rare pill from it, and gave it to Jiangnantian to eat.

I don't know if it's Xuan Fengming's strange medicine effect, or Ning Ningyan's calling. After a moment's pause, Jiang Nantian's closed eyes slightly opened a gap, but, what shot out from inside, It is no longer the domineering and majestic light of the past, but the lost light of the dying person.

Watching Jiang Nantian wake up, Ning Ningyan didn't know how she felt in grief, but the tears in her eyes suddenly surged even more violently. She lifted Jiang Nantian's head to her lap again, and stretched out her jade hand Wipe the dried blood from the corner of his mouth for him.

"Daddy, Daddy! Yan'er is back..."

Jiang Nantian's throat moved, and he let out a grunt. His scattered eyes were fixed on Ning Yan's face. After a long time, he said, "Yan... Yan'er..." His voice was so pale and hoarse.

"Daddy, what happened? Who hurt you like this, tell Yan'er!" Ning Yan asked softly.

The three of Shu Yan also approached Jiangnantian, wanting to know what happened.

However, to everyone's surprise, Jiang Nantian's face at this moment is so calm, even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had exhausted all the strength in his body, he slowly lifted his blood-stained hand Getting up, the trembling index finger brushed Ning Yan's cheek, wiping away a teardrop.

"Yan'er, you... don't cry, daddy knows, you will definitely come, so this breath has been... not swallowed..." Suddenly, a violent cough interrupted his words, and his body shook Trembling, like a dying beast.

Ning Yanyan wiped her tearful eyes, looked down, but was still caught in the eyes of tears, and found that Jiang Nantian's chest had been stabbed fiercely, which must have hurt her lungs.

"Father! What are you talking about! Don't worry, I brought Feng Ming back this time, and he will definitely heal you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nantian struggled with a wry smile and waved his hands, his big hand weakly grasped Ning Yan's arm, his lips trembling, "Yan'er, you and I are both martial arts practitioners, what about daddy... I know, I won't be able to last for a while, so don't bother me, Yan'er, listen up, Dad has...something to tell you..."

Ning Ningyan's tears burst out of her eyes again, like jade beads with broken strings. She didn't care about Jiang Nantian's words, but shook her head desperately, "Father, tell me, who hurt you? Tell me, I will definitely Avenge you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Nantian's face showed a rare and kind expression, the expression in his absent-minded eyes, Ning Yan hadn't seen it for many years, he didn't seem to hear Ning Yan's expression. The words are ordinary, just talking about his words.

"Yan'er, Dad... Dad has been sorry to you all his life, and even... even broke up the relationship between father and daughter with you, Yan'er, don't be very father..."

When a bird is about to die, its song is sad, and when a person is about to die, its words are kind. It seems that Jiang Nantian's kind words came a bit late, and it was under such circumstances, but the tear-stained Ning Ningyan listened Clearly, she wiped the tears on her face and nodded.

"Yan'er, I heard from my father that my father has no other purpose in this life, but to avenge your mother... That's why I set up this Linglong Pavilion. I used to say that your mother died of illness. That's... a lie to you." Jiangnan Tian Yisheng endured humiliation, and at this moment, he finally revealed the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years, and it was to Ning Yan...

Hearing these sudden words, Ning Ningyan's already scarred heart seemed to be hit hard again.

Without waiting for Ning Ningyan to speak, Jiang Nantian continued to speak with difficulty.

"Your mother was originally the daughter of General Fuyuan of the Western Jin Dynasty. Due to her high martial arts skills, she worked under the former Prince Helian Wuli of the Western Jin Dynasty..." Jiang Nantian said softly, her thoughts seemed to return to many years ago.

Ning Ningyan listened quietly, listening to this life experience that she had never heard before...

"Later, your mother died in the war between the Western Jin Dynasty and the Fengnan Dynasty. Helian Wuli was our family's enemy. If Helian Wuli was not self-willed, your mother would not have died tragically in that war... ...Yan'er, remember well, this person...is our enemy! This...this Helianwu...li...is..."

Jiang Nantian spat out the last few words with difficulty, the arm that was resting on Ning Ningyan's shoulder suddenly slipped and hit the floor with a frighteningly heavy weight.

Seeing the situation, "Father! Daddy!" Ning Yan suddenly froze for a second, then shouted heartbreakingly, shaking Jiangnantian's body vigorously, her eyes blurred by tears saw that in Jiangnantian In his dark eyes, the last ray of light gradually disappeared.

"Pavilion Master!" Shu Yan, Yin Shuang and Xuan Fengming also shouted, none of them wanted to admit such a fact.

The sky had completely dimmed, and both the central hall and the inner room of Linglong Pavilion were shrouded in boundless darkness.

Condensed Yan's sorrowful cry came out, and it didn't dissipate for a long time...

Until the last moment of his life, Jiang Nantian failed to tell the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years, and did not tell Ning Yan completely about it.

Indoors, Ning Yan hugged Jiang Nantian tightly, her eyes were red and swollen, she had stopped crying, and her heart was dazed...

The cold wind blew into the broken window lattice, roaring and crashing into the room, those messy green tents seemed to have been greatly frightened, shaking desperately, the coldness hit people, but Ning Yan didn't notice it.

Jiang Nantian still had that heart-wrenching smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were slightly open. Although they had lost their light, they were still staring at the roof. With trembling hands, Jiang Ningyan closed those eyes that had never died. On the next day, the three people behind them were all heartbroken and wanted to say something, but they couldn't say anything.

"Young master..." After a long time, Shu Yan said softly, "The pavilion master has passed away, let's...let him go to the ground for peace."

Ning Ningyan neither turned around nor answered, she was still the same as before.

Yin Shuang also wanted to persuade her, but Xuan Fengming who was beside her grabbed her, sighed and shook his head, he understood that it is better for the young master to be alone now.

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As the moon set and the mournful wind filled the sky, the withered and withered ancient trees were rustling by the wind. The pale moonlight shone in a forest on the back mountain, and the shadows of the four people were projected onto the ground with uneven lengths. superior.

In front of them was a grave that had just been erected, without a tombstone or any sign.

Ning Ningyan looked at the grave in front of her, tears flowed out again, the father who was once kind, the father who was once ruthless, the father who was once hated by her, was lying in it now.

The cold wind blows, Ning Ningyan's clothes flutter with the wind, hazy and psychedelic.She lifted up her dress again and knelt in front of Jiangnantian's tomb, followed by the three people behind her.

The empty forest was silent, only the unscrupulous wind roared mercilessly. Even so, Ning Ningyan's soft words sounded so clear, and there was a firmness in her tone.

"Father, my daughter is not filial, and I only found out about these things until today. You haven't closed your eyes until you die, and you haven't told the whole thing, but Yan'er swears that you will understand everything. Father, please rest assured... After finishing speaking, Ning Yan respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the grave.

Shu Yan stood up and gently helped Ning Yan up.

"Young master, Linglong Pavilion no longer exists, what should be the next step?" What is gone is gone after all, and the living must live on. Shu Yan naturally understood this truth, and asked Ning Yan Next plan.

(End of this chapter)