Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 152 I Would Rather Send You Farther and Farther From Me
There was a cold smile on the corner of Nalan Ying's mouth, and she clenched her hands tightly inside the sleeves of her robe. She had already calculated that the old lady would not agree to put her mother's tablet in the Nalan Ancestral Hall, so she decided to retreat. Come on, ask for a thorough investigation of the matter first, and then ask Fang Ruoqiong, the instigator, to find all the witnesses. She has already inquired clearly, San Yiniang dismissed the witnesses early after the incident, and if she wants to get them back, it is almost impossible. Impossible, because she forced the third aunt to beg the old lady, then no matter what, this matter has nothing to do with her anymore.

Sure enough, it was heard that the third aunt and Nalanrou knelt in front of the old lady's door for three full hours, and finally the news came out at the tenth place where the lantern was held. In the morning of tomorrow, the funeral of the deceased fourth aunt would be held again, and the burial was done with respect and respect. To express condolences, the entire Nalan Mansion was changed to a plain white color, and overnight, everything was changed to that plain white color.

"Miss, the fourth aunt must know something, and she should go to sleep with a smile on her face!" Qiuyue said excitedly, stroking Nalan Ying's hands.

"Yes, that's all I can do!" Nalan Ying sighed melancholy.

"Qiuyue, change into plain white sackcloth for me, I want to stand guard for my mother!" Nalan Ying said lightly.

"Yes!" Qiuyue replied, and brought a set of plain white robes for Nalanying, and placed them in front of her. After waiting for her to change, she even found a white silk flower and put it on her hair. between.

Nalan Ying placed her mother's card on the altar, took fresh melons and fruits, and lit a joss stick. For a moment, the whole room was filled with a sad atmosphere.

Because she insisted on guarding the spirit, she dismissed Baozhen Baojuan who was serving her, leaving only Qiuyue to serve her.

Suddenly, a tall and straight figure came in from the dark. At this time, Nalan Mansion was under curfew, and all the doors in the courtyards were closed. Because there was a funeral, Nalan Ying did not close the courtyard doors tightly. Walked in step by step from the courtyard door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiuyue hurriedly came out to have a look, and just seeing the face with the silver mask, she covered her mouth in shock, quickly pulled Nalan Ying who was kneeling on the ground, and hid in fear behind her.

Nalan Ying hurriedly turned her head and met those bright and familiar eyes, her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.The numbness and pain suddenly hit her, making her dizzy for an instant.

"Qiuyue, step back and keep an eye on the courtyard gate!" Nalan Ying coldly urged.

"Yes!" Qiuyue quickly took the order and retreated.

"Are you here?" Although it was the most ordinary tone, she tried her best to suppress the pounding heartbeat before she said it.

"En!" The Dark Evil Lord responded softly, and suddenly there was an unusually sour emotion in his heart.

"Come and see you!" His icy fingertips lightly touched the messy hair on her forehead, with a hint of refreshing evening dew.

Nalanying didn't dodge, and a little bit of wetness quietly appeared in her eyes. She raised her head vigorously, forced the tears back to the depths of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "This is the only thing I can do for my mother." !"

"I know!" The Dark Evil Monarch nodded tenderly, staring at her eyes.

"You know everything?" Nalan Ying looked up at her burningly.

"That's why I'm here with you!" The Dark Lord took her hand, knelt with her on the futon, and saluted to mother's memorial tablet.

"Why are you doing this? I will enter the palace in the future!" Nalan Ying hurriedly pushed him away, not letting him bow down.

The Dark Evil Monarch's temples twitched suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to caress his mask, and after a moment of silence, he fell down dejectedly again.

"Lei Er is looking for you!" The Dark Lord almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Lei Er?" Nalan Ying's eyes lit up suddenly, as if countless hopes had been ignited, and after glancing at the Dark Evil Monarch, he looked at the memorial tablet on the table, and suddenly dimmed again.

"I can't go!" The sadness in that tone pierced the heart of the dark evil king.

"Are you willing to accompany a foolish person?" The Dark Evil Lord said shyly.

The scene of Feng Yanli taking her to eat baked potatoes appeared in Nalan Ying's mind, and a gentleness appeared in his eyes, although it was only for a moment, but was caught by the dark evil king, his fingers suddenly clenched, His eyes were deep, no sadness or joy could be seen.

"This is my responsibility!" Nalan Ying said slowly.

"Responsibility?" The dark evil king's eyes flashed, and he approached her unconsciously, smelling the sandalwood scent on her body, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

"Yes, I should take it, I have to take it, though!" Her voice dropped.

"Although what?" The Dark Lord looked at her curiously.

"Although, my heart is with you!" She held the hand of the Dark Lord and placed it on her heart and said slowly.

Feeling the beating of her heart, the Dark Evil Lord couldn't help being moved, he hugged her into his arms, and refused to let go again.

"If you are willing to leave, I will spare no effort to help you!" The Dark Lord said in a low voice.

"Really?" Nalan Ying looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"Yes!" The Dark Lord nodded, with a tremor in his voice that he couldn't even detect.

"Have you made all the arrangements?" Nalan Ying asked earnestly, looking into his eyes.

"It has been arranged and a substitute has been found for you. After your mother's funeral is over tomorrow, you will leave the Nalan Mansion. From now on, you will not be called Nalan Ying. Naturally, there will be someone named Nalan Ying." Do you think it's okay for the girl to enter the palace for you and become the Nine Emperor Concubine?" The Dark Evil Lord lowered his head and asked her.

"It's possible, but isn't it very difficult to do this kind of deception?" Nalan Ying's eyes flashed a hint of worry.

"With me here, you don't have to worry!" The Dark Lord said solemnly.

Nalan Ying pondered for a moment, her eyes fell on the mask of the Dark Evil Monarch, her bright black and white eyes shone like stars.

"Who the hell are you?" Nalan Ying asked in a low voice while lying in his arms.

The Dark Evil Monarch opened his mouth, and in the end thousands of tender feelings turned into the hair that brushed her forehead lightly. He frowned and said, "Forgive me, I can't tell you your identity yet, but I am extremely serious about you!"

"Thank you!" Nalan Ying pursed her lips and smiled, leaning into his arms with a contented face.

It seemed that the night passed very quickly because of the company of the Dark Lord. As soon as it was dawn, he heard that someone in the mansion had already got up to discuss matters, so Nalan Ying hurriedly pushed the Dark Lord away.

"Wait for me!" The Dark Lord said solemnly, staring into her eyes.

"Good!" Nalan Ying nodded happily.

There was indescribable complexity in the eyes of the dark evil king, and he left reluctantly in the end.

Nalanying stared at his leaving back in a daze, it was Qiuyue's footsteps that brought her back to reality.

"Miss!" Qiuyue looked at Nalanying anxiously.

(End of this chapter)