Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 236 Nan, Gu, died. 1
The sky gradually became darker. When I looked up, the sky was covered with a heavy haze, and the wind blowing was much colder and cooler than usual. It seemed that it was going to rain at any time.

The door of the palace courtyard was half open, Gong Ninghuan pushed open the palace door and entered, a gust of cool wind gushed out from the inside, Gong Ninghuan stood there for a moment, then walked in.

There are a few lifeless flowers planted in the yard, withered flowers and leaves on the ground, and an old tree planted in the yard, but the old tree doesn't seem to have any life, and it will fall down when the wind blows. There are a lot of fallen leaves, and there is a piece of gray dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground, which makes people feel sad.

And the weeping woman was kneeling and sitting under the tree at this time, holding a sharp stone in one hand, and slashing at the tree viciously while crying loudly, another piece of broken bark lay on the ground .

She didn't even wear a warm outerwear, and stood in the cold wind in thin clothes, as if she could be taken away by a gust of wind at any time.

Gong Ninghuan looked over from a distance, but didn't move, but stopped and waited in place. She looked at Concubine Yan who was crying hissingly in the distance, and only then could she vaguely hear that Concubine Yan was not just Crying, she was cursing and cursing while crying, her words were fierce and harsh.

What Gong Ninghuan didn't know was that when she heard Gong Ninghuan crying like this, she felt very calm in her heart. That kind of calm was different from usual, as if there was no slight ups and downs, which made Gong Ninghuan vaguely feel bad. Feeling mixed in the heart, some inexplicable blockage.

She stared at Concubine Yan without any reaction, until the little yellow cat in her arms was scratched gently on the back of her hand, Gong Ninghuan slightly frowned and looked down at the little yellow cat in her arms , the kitten pulled her fingers and wagged its tail at her, with an expression of disgust and wanting to escape from this place.

But Gong Ninghuan didn't follow the little yellow cat's thoughts. Instead, she came back to her senses and walked in the direction of Concubine Yan. She approached calmly, stopped, narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly realized that Concubine Yan didn't pull the tree violently, she carved words on the tree, using all the hatred to carve the words, Gong Ninghuan silently read along the sharp handwriting——

Nan, Gu, died.

Gong Ninghuan only felt her heart tighten slightly. Just by looking at the strength and handwriting of these three words, she seemed to be able to see how much hatred and murderous intent these three words had condensed, and every word would be heart-wrenching.

It was the little yellow cat in Gong Ninghuan's arms who made the sound first, probably because it was frightened by Concubine Yan's horrible screams after she approached, and Mao Mao let out a low growl and showed her paws. The sharp nails struggled to jump off Gong Ninghuan's body, but Gong Ninghuan frowned and held down its claws soon.

It wasn't that she was worried about Concubine Yan, but that if the little yellow cat rushed over without knowing it, I'm afraid that Concubine Yan, who was already infected with hatred and killing intent, would take out her anger on the little yellow cat.

After hearing the movement, Concubine Yan finally paused for a while, she turned her head and cried with tears all over her face, staring straight at the person in front of her with blood-red eyes full of tears, her face showed no expression, just Breathing was still extremely unstable, while staring at Gong Ninghuan, she slowly stood up from the ground.

(End of this chapter)