The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 65 Am I Dead?
At the tent door, Mo Yu and others were tearing up the curtains. The Patriarch was hit too hard by the death of the young lady, so there is something wrong with his head. Otherwise, since the young lady has passed away, how could he be able to drink it down? Porridge.

Why!The owner of the house must be sad because the porridge won't go in, otherwise why would he be talking nonsense.

Thinking about it, Mo Yu lost his composure. He entered the tent and knelt down with a sad face on his face: "Patriarch, please mourn!"

Seeing this, all the subordinates stepped forward and knelt down one after another: "Patriarch, please mourn!"

This "sorrow" immediately startled Nan Ling Zhan Yun and Nan Ling Ge.

Although Nan Lingge also noticed that there was someone at the tent door, but her cheap father didn't say anything, so she pretended not to see it.

But now, she is really frightened, what is the situation, who died?It can't be... Li Yun's mother and daughter!

If so, that would be great, the world is less of such a large pile of rubbish, which cleaner did it.

Nanling Zhanyun frowned: "What nonsense! Be careful to scare the lady!"

Nan Lingge stroked her nose. In fact, she is fine. Dead people are the most common. I was talking about Li Yun's mother and daughter dead...

It's just a pity that it was too easy for her to die.

Compared to Nan Lingge's happiness, Mo Yu and the others sighed helplessly: "Patriarch, if you still can't let Missy go and want to go with Missy, then the subordinates have nothing to say."

Hearing this, Nan Lingge held her breath in her throat. She died, and she didn't know when it happened.

Nan Lingge thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized that she was thrown into the Jialan Forest, so they all thought she was dead.

Then that makes sense, but didn't they come with cheap daddy?
Thinking about it, Nan Lingge poked his head out from Nanling Zhanyun calmly: "Am I dead?"

Mo Yu and the others were shocked. This is... Miss?

Really Miss?Miss is really not dead?

"Eldest...Eldest Miss, you...you...you are not dead," said someone behind Mo Yu in a low voice.

A trace of doubt appeared in Nan Lingge's eyes: "Am I dead? Why don't I know?"

Nanling Zhanyun's face darkened, these people are getting more and more outrageous: "Don't pay attention to them, they have brain problems, our Ge'er is fine, and his body is great!"

The corner of Nan Lingge's mouth twitched, I'll go, you're enough, a father, why is he talking so nasty, she really wanted to ask him, how did you catch up with her mother Yang Qianyuan when you were so nasty.

Mo Yu and the others also trembled. When did their Patriarch say such things to them? When facing them, they always spoke in a cold and soft voice.

Behind the scenes, they all gave the Patriarch a nickname, the Patriarch of the Cold Noodle.

Now, when they heard their cold noodle master say such nasty words, he suddenly felt bad.

Patriarch!The eldest lady is 13 years old, why are you coaxing the eldest lady with the tone and words used to coax a baby? This is wrong!
Who is it!Who taught their cold noodle patriarch to say such nasty words, stand up for me, they will never gang up and bully others.

It's best to deal with the one-on-one or something, and they must all talk about it one by one, so that he won't die of exhaustion!

"That... Daddy," Nan Lingge rubbed the goosebumps on his body, no, he has to correct his cheap daddy's nasty talk, otherwise, it's fine for him to talk too much in the future.

(End of this chapter)