Tang Ning stood up, looked into his eyes and said, "In fact, I told you a long time ago that I am no longer the Tang Ning of the past, and between you and me, after all, there is no fate." ”

She walked out, took two steps and stopped, "That time you blocked a sword for me and sucked out the poison in my body for me, I will remember this kindness, count me Tang Ning owes you, if there is anything you need my help in the future, I am duty-bound." ”

She opened the door and walked out, and when she went outside, she paused and looked at Su Yanqing who was not far away, then retracted her gaze, stepped downstairs, and got into a carriage to go to Tang's house.

Su Yanqing froze in place, and when he saw the aqua blue figure, he almost wanted to call out Master Tang, but seeing that the other party was a woman, and his long hair reached his waist, he endured it, thinking that she should be Tang Ning, the eldest lady of the Tang family.

The eldest lady of the Tang family is here, and the people in the wing room can guess almost without thinking.

He stepped forward, came to the open door and looked inside, and saw Nangong Lingyun sitting there with his back on his back, but the hand on one side was oozing blood, he frowned and walked in.

"Lingyun."

Seeing that his hand was pinching the broken teacup, and the blood was still flowing, he sighed silently, sat down next to him, and said, "You have to bandage your hand." ”

Nangong Lingyun stood up and held his hand behind him, "No." As he spoke, he walked out with a calm face, not even asking why he was here, at this time, all he had in his mind was the words that Tang Ning had said to him.

On the way back in the carriage, the original owner's somewhat depressed voice came from the pendant around his waist, "You are too cruel to Brother Lingyun like this, why don't you let me come out?" I can make it clear to him. ”

Tang Ning leaned on the carriage and rested with her eyes closed, and when she heard the words coming from her waist, she didn't even open her eyes, so she said with her divine sense, "Nangong Lingyun is not a father, and not anyone can say anything like the rebirth of Yi Soul to him, even if this person is Nangong Lingyun, besides, didn't you say that you didn't dare to see him?" ”

The original owner was silent, quietly, and did not speak again, and after a long time, she asked, "Will he die?" ”

Tang Ning opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "With Nangong Lingyun's character, although he has made it clear today, he may not be dead, his obsession is not shallower than yours." ”

"What then?" The original owner asked with some concern.

Tang Ning paused and said, "Let's take a look first!" She didn't know what he was going to do next.

"That ......" As soon as the original owner's voice came out, it was cut off by Tang Ning's divine sense.

"Don't talk!" She looked grim and felt a divine sense snooping on her, and she suppressed the instinctive attack in her body, and sat as if she were unconscious, until the carriage stopped.

"Miss, I'm home." As he spoke, the coachman stopped the carriage and waited.

"Hmm." She answered, got up and walked out, glancing around as if by accident, but noticing, lest the people in the shadows know that she had discovered the peeping sense, she got out of the carriage and went to the house.

After she walked towards Tang's house, in the dark, Venerable Chengyang walked out with his hands in his hands, staring at her departing figure thoughtfully, his gaze moved up, and his gaze fell on the two big characters of the Tang Mansion.