Idle King's Blind Concubine

Chapter 223 I have to spend half a day in a floating life (2)
"They are now in the Jiangnan branch of 'Chunfeng Deyi Building'. I sent a letter to them last time and reported your safety. They are afraid that if they have too much contact with you, they will reveal our whereabouts, so they miss you very much, but Resist not coming to see you. Said that when the child is born, they will definitely come!"

Nangong Xixiang thought that Rong Qingyu hadn't seen those people for a long time, so she missed those friends.After all, they've really been here a long time.It's normal for her to feel bored.

"If you feel bored, let's go for a walk on the street later!" Nangong Xixiang said softly against Rong Qingyu's head, but she was thinking in her heart that they might need to move.

"Later?" Rong Qingyu was slightly surprised.

I don't blame her for being strange, it's just because when the weather is sunny, he only takes her for a walk in the yard.It's still raining a lot today, and he actually wants to take her to the street?

"Or it's okay if the rain stops!" Nangong Xixiang said, kissing Rong Qingyu's forehead lightly.

After hearing this, Rong Qingyu regained his strange mood.

knock!knock!knock!
At this time, there was a knock on the door.

There was a sound, although it wasn't loud, but it hit his ears, and Rong Qingyu felt the uneasiness he felt when he heard the knock on the door outside the courtyard hit his heart again.

"I'll open the door!" Nangong Xixiang frowned while looking at the door, but his attitude towards Rong Qingyu was as gentle as before.With that said, she gently placed Rong Qingyu aside, then got up and walked to the door.

Nangong Xixiang lightly pressed the door latch with his well-proportioned hands. Before the door opened, the color of his originally calm eyes changed slightly.However, it was only for a moment, Nangong Xixiang still pulled out the hesitant latch and opened the door.When she raised her eyes and saw the person standing outside the house, Nangong Xixiang didn't see the slightest surprise.

He only glanced at the person at the door and said, "Wait a minute!"

After speaking, he turned back to the room, walked naturally to the desk, scooped up a bowl of chicken soup and placed it on the side of the table.

While Rong Qingyu was wondering, he felt Nangong Xixiang walking over.

"Yu'er, I have something to do suddenly, you should drink up the chicken soup obediently, and I'll come back later and take you out for a walk!" Nangong Xixiang said apologetically, then gently pulled Rong Qingyu up, She settled at the table and pushed the chicken soup to her hand.

Rong Qingyu's heart moved slightly when he heard it, and then he nodded obediently: "Well, you go to work first!"

Nangong Xixiang's glazed eyes locked on the beautiful face of the person in front of her, and after staring deeply for a while, she turned around and walked to the door after kissing her on the forehead.Nangong Xixiang walked to the door, glanced at the person standing at the door, collided with the misty eyes of the visitor for a second, and walked out without saying a word.

Feng Ningxiu, who was standing at the door, didn't say a word, and looked back at Rong Qingyu who was drinking chicken soup by herself in the room.After looking around her delicate face, his eyes fell on her swollen abdomen, he settled for a while, then withdrew his eyes, respectfully followed Nangong Xixiang and left.

After walking out of the bedroom, Nangong Xixiang stopped in her tracks.

Feng Ningxiu, who was following Nangong Xixiang, also stopped when she saw this.Feng Ningxiu looked at the silent Nangong Xixiang who was standing in the rain holding an umbrella.The wet and cool wind blew over his sleeves, and he felt that this man had already left the mundane world at this moment, floating like a fairy.

Feng Ningxiu was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't urge Nangong Xixiang to move on, telling him who was waiting anxiously.

Two men with different looks but the same excellence, one in light blue and one in plain gray, stood quietly in the wind and rain, one in front of the other.

They are clearly two people with different identities, but at this moment, they exude a certain aura that is not the same... It seems that they are both helplessly exposed to the wind and rain, thinking about the weather, but they can't control the destiny.

In the wing room, Rong Qingyu, who felt Nangong Xixiang walking away, looked up from the soup bowl.Although Nangong Xixiang didn't say anything just now, she could hear someone's footsteps.With her unusually sensitive ears, it is hard for her to forget the footsteps she has heard.What's more, he is such a special person.

Feng Ningxiu!
In Eastern Chu, Feng Ningxiu already represented the existence of Nangong Qiongyu on the surface and the overthrow of power.Even though Nangong Xixiang was very calm, Rong Qingyu knew that the turmoil that should come would eventually come.

Putting down the spoon, Rong Qingyu stood up and walked to the open door.Listening to the steady rain outside the house, Rong Qingyu felt more and more restless.

bang...

At this time, a burst of thunder broke out.

Rong Qingyu suddenly raised her head to face the dark sky in shock, only feeling her heart beating suddenly and uneasy, her eyebrows frowned.After hesitating for a moment, he accurately picked up the umbrella from the table and cabinet in the house and stepped out the door.Nangong Xixiang stood outside the passenger compartment for a long time, listening to the occasional coughing in the room.The heart tightened and ached.

I haven't seen you for half a year, but just listening to the voice of my biological father, is she already so old... Feng Ningxiu still stood quietly beside Nangong Xixiang, without notification or urging, her eyes were as calm as ever. Mountain.Nangong Xixiang hesitated for a while, and finally stepped into the living room.

When he saw the old man leaning in the chair and holding his hand to his lips to suppress his cough, Nangong Xixiang finally rushed forward with uncontrollable father-son affection: "Father!"

Nangong Qiongyu raised his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw the handsome face of the visitor, there was a surge of complicated emotions in his heart, and he choked up and called softly, "Xiang'er!"

"Father..." Nangong Xixiang knelt on one knee next to Nangong Qiongyu, raised his eyes and saw Nangong Qiongyu's dark hair turned white, he still couldn't bear it.

Especially looking at his current sickness, it is difficult to say a word about his current physical condition.

"Xiang'er, how are you doing these days?" Nangong Qiongyu patted Nangong Xixiang's shoulder lovingly, caring as before, as if time and changes in the world had never opened a gap between them.

Nangong Xixiang, who didn't think he was wrong at first, was speechless after hearing Nangong Qiongyu's words and comparing his current situation with that of his father.

Because no matter what Nangong Qiongyu did, in the end he didn't really want to hurt him.It's just that some dictatorship limited him to a path with no retreat, a path that he himself wanted to take at all... and he could not take it, but he couldn't blame his parents' feelings.

(End of this chapter)