The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 258

Three Kings Mansion.

"Little lord."

The person who owed Nan Gongtong deeply was Fan'er, carrying a simple burden on her back, as if she was about to leave.

"Little girl, what's the matter, you want to go?"

Nan Gongtong's complexion changed, just because his eyes touched the blue burden on her shoulders, his eyes were filled with a faint sadness.

"Ah, Fan'er is leaving, and I want to say goodbye to the little prince."

"Isn't it good to stay here? Where there is a need, just tell me and I'll let them buy it for you." Nan Gongtong squeezed out a smile. Although it was a bit far-fetched, a smile is better than tears these days.

"No, this place is very good, but no matter how good the palace is, it can't compare to the Su's house. I have been with Miss Su's house for so many years, and it is also my home."

She said these words, but the tears were uncontrollable again, rolling down the corners of her eyes, burning Nan Gongtong's sight.

He turned his face away, his eye sockets also turned slightly red, he had been back in the capital for a few days, he knew everything about Su Min, these days Baner was very calm in front of people, and was always rushing to do things, but who knew How many times did the queen cry?

In just a few days, Fan'er's eyes were swollen like walnuts, as if she couldn't sleep, and her eyes were bloodshot.

Although she was not her personal servant girl, Nan Gongtong felt distressed when she encountered this unexpected turn of events.

"You really want to leave, and I can't stop you." Nan Gongtong sighed in a low voice, nodded, unable to say any more comforting words, her voice was a little choked up.

"Yesterday I went to that place by myself, and I said goodbye to Miss. Now I just say goodbye to the young prince, and Fan'er is ready to leave." Fan'er wiped away her tears, and offered incense to Su Min, but it is a pity that she has not been able to find her until now. Not seeing Su Min's body was the biggest regret, she couldn't take Miss back home.

Her heart is very simple, so she never thought about who would go first, she or Su Min.

Nangong Tong couldn't bear it, so he grabbed Fan'er's hand suddenly, hesitated, and finally asked: "Wait, Ban'er, aren't you going to say goodbye to my brother?"

"No."

Ban'er shook her head and spit out these two words. She still couldn't accept the fact that, although it was said that the young lady was willing to exchange her life for Nangong Zheng's chance to live, she still felt that it was Nangong Zheng who killed her young lady. .

Because of simplicity, it is also easy to paranoid.

Nan Gongtong waved at her and watched her leave. Princess Huiping walked out of the courtyard and walked to Nan Gongtong's side. Seeing his solemn expression, it was not difficult to think who he was feeling sad about.

She also recognized Mrs. Su, if it wasn't for Su Min, she wouldn't be able to have freedom and make her own life.

Her eyes softened, and she also followed Nan Gongtong's direction, looking at the woman's maid, and gradually walked away.

"That woman is my benefactor." Nan Gongtong was silent for a long time before uttering this sentence lightly. At this moment, he was really sad and couldn't continue to be heartless.

"It's also my benefactor." Princess Huiping nodded, her expression moving.Although she didn't have a close relationship with Su Min, Su Min arranged the best life for her so that she would not suffer and suffer. She could also stay in this place and wait for the person she really wanted to show up, instead of continuing to be a puppet and being manipulated by others.

"In another world, she should live a perfect life. After all, she is a good person, and good people should be rewarded." She sighed in a low voice, but she didn't get a response for a long time. She couldn't help turning her face and looked at the silent man. Nan Gongtong.

Suddenly, he found that this willful boy was crying.

The dusk of this day, the setting sun, is like blood.

Royal Palace.

"Master, are you still sleeping? It's almost dawn." Ling Feng walked up to Nangong Zheng with a bowl of steaming medicinal soup, his expression heavy.

"What's the matter with you?" Although he couldn't see the scene in front of him, he could smell the strong smell of medicine. The man in the blue robe who was lying on the recliner asked in a low voice.

Ling Feng showed embarrassment: "The subordinate brought the medicine, which was prescribed by Mr. Gongsun before. The maid said you don't want to drink it, but the subordinate thinks it should be brought..."

"Leave it alone." Nangong Zheng's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, making it hard to see whether he was taking a nap or meditating.

After being silent for a while, Ling Feng finally put the medicinal soup at hand on the coffee table, and silently looked at the figure of Nan Gongzheng, as if he felt a little unjust in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

Nangong Zheng evoked an extremely faint smile, that smile was very light and faint, as if it was just a breath, about to be blown away completely.

There was only a dull color in his eyes, and he looked extremely tired. "You ask me, why haven't you slept yet?"

"It's calmed down now, master continues to work hard, and his body can't take it anymore." Ling Feng vaguely knew that Nangong Zheng couldn't sleep peacefully because of Su Min's death, but he sent hundreds of people to the whole capital and Luocheng After searching several times and searching almost everywhere, they still couldn't find Su Min's whereabouts.

The stream leads to a deeper uninhabited wild forest. Perhaps Su Min was washed away to a place that no one can reach, or, after those few days, perhaps the beasts in the wild forest could not find their prey because of the snow, and took her body. It is not impossible to carve up.

But these cruel conjectures, Ling Feng will not speak out in front of Nangong Zheng, even though this man seems to be strong enough to bear everything, but he will not say a word.

Some things are better not found than found.

Just like finding Su Min's body now, it would be more fulfilling than finding an incomplete wreck.

At least, it won't be so cruel to see the destruction, at least people still vaguely miss the beauty of her life.

Nan Gongzheng sighed in a low voice, the breath was long and heavy, he was no longer angry, but the haggard and grief on his face could not be hidden. "I dare not sleep."

Ling Feng's brows were furrowed. Maybe outsiders guessed that it wasn't Nangong Zheng's real thoughts. No, maybe no one could experience the same pain as him.

"Because I'm afraid of dreaming of her." He closed his black eyes tightly.

Regret?
Not just regret.

He wanted to let her leave him, to prevent this storm from affecting her, and he didn't want her to be in a dilemma. Maybe he had a good idea at the beginning, but he used the most extreme and wrong approach.

"When I met her, I didn't know what else I could say to her except I was sorry." Nangong Zheng's voice was low, and there was an unsteady emotion at work, it seemed to be... choked up.

He couldn't restrain his emotions, couldn't make himself calm down in meditation, couldn't be as usual, like a walking dead, unmoved.

"Because I killed her, I made her look like this."

Nan Gongzheng no longer pursued whether his eyes could still see the light again. After going through this turmoil, this matter seemed to be no longer so important.

Now, he handles state affairs as usual, but the person who read the memorial to him has become Ling Feng.

He is still busy, but no matter how busy he is, he still eats some food according to the meal schedule.

As if, it was someone who smiled and patiently told him in front of him.

He tried not to let himself think of her name, because her name, a simple word, would also give him a headache.It seems that the memory is about to collapse, as if the mind is about to swell, as if everything has become separated and blurred.

Ling Feng was just quiet, listening silently. The master he knew was a wise, resourceful man, perhaps the most intelligent man among the princes.

If it weren't for the disputes in the harem, if he hadn't encountered those twists and turns in his early years, he might have become a refined and tolerant nobleman.

But those people poured too much hatred and pain into his life, into his living blood, so he became a different kind of person over the years.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is gloomy, evil, weird, and cruel. Even in Ling Feng's eyes, years of serving him can't reduce his fear of Nangong Zheng.

He is not a man who can get close to his body, let alone a man who can get close to his heart.

Ling Feng suddenly remembered that in the year at the border, Nangong Zhengcai passed the weak crown. He was still young at the age of 20, but he dared to strangle a general who violated military regulations on the spot. The lieutenants and generals who had Zheng's eyes on them all trembled, and dared not disobey Nangong Zheng's orders.

His majesty, perhaps, is above his inaccessibility.

Because even if he smiles at others, it can make people feel chilling, not to mention that when he is angry, he always makes people break out in cold sweat, as if facing an enemy.

The previous Nangong Zheng was that kind of man.

Perhaps the spirit of a vengeful devil had poured into him one night to make him what he was.

Nangong Zheng became silent, he seemed to be thinking about something, and Ling Feng just stood aside, accompanying his master.

He is still awake.

He seemed to be asleep.

He didn't know whether it was real or an illusion now.

She stared at him with a smile on her lips, a look of bewilderment, forgiveness, and no hesitation.

In a dream that seemed real and unreal, she was wearing a white silk dress with a green collar, embroidered with gold-edged peonies on the collar, and combing her uncomplicated but elegant bun with shell beads and soft pink beads on her hair. The silk wrapped around her waist is light and refreshing green.

The rouge is dotted with small pink lips, and Luo Dai depicts delicate willow eyebrows. The most beautiful thing is of course the smile on her face. She walks gracefully on her blue embroidered shoes dotted with white pearls. in his lungs.Turned into foam and disappeared from the sky.

Nangong Zheng was drunk, whether he was drunk from wine or drunk from smiling, he couldn't figure it out, until the next year, he didn't wake up from Su Min's jar of wine, and as he grew older, , As time went by, he became more thoroughly drunk.

It's just that no one expected the final result of this dream.

(End of this chapter)