Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The lights in the cubicle were very dim, and Song Ci could not actually see the appearance of the old man. She stared at the vague figure and thought of the letter she had read at her grandfather's home a few months ago.

Nangong Yingying, a girl with such a charming name, must be beautiful in appearance.

"We are not the Mo family, but the foreign students who came to the Mo family to study this time."

Upon hearing this, the old woman chuckled, and reprimanded Song Ci severely: "Where did you come from? Go back wherever you are. If the Mo people find out about you, be careful that you will never leave this place. Mo family!"

The old man's words sounded yin and yang weird, but Song Ci could hear the old man's concern for them. Obviously she has experienced the most unimaginable evil in the world, but she still cares about the safety of others...

Song Ci felt sour and sad.

She licked her lips for a while, and then hesitated for a while, then asked: "Dare to ask senior, but is it called Nangong Yingying?"

I haven't heard this name for too many years, and a little hesitation flashed through the old man's old eyes, and then she looked at the delicate little girl with some surprise.

"Why do you know my name?" Nangong Yingying was filled with puzzles.

Song Ci and Song Fei looked at each other, their faces beaming with joy.

It really is Nangong Yingying!

Song Fei, who hadn't spoken all the time, said suddenly: "Our grandfather used to be called Mo Qingkang. Last year when our sisters worshipped his old man at the Hui's hometown, we found a letter in his old house. We. I found out that the owner of the letter is Nangong Yingying, senior, do you know our grandfather?"

Hearing that, the old woman was silent for nearly a minute before hesitatingly asked: "In what year did your grandfather leave?"

"He died in the early spring of 1980. In the year he died, our father was only fifteen years old."

Nangong Yingying said nothing again.

In 1980, the father of these two children was fifteen years old, that is to say, their father was born in 1965.

That year was also the age when Nangong Yingying became a mother.

Nangong Yingying looked at the faces of the two little girls below. She stared at them for a long time before asking, "Do you guys look like your father?" She was dying, and she had never seen the children. How grown up.

Song Ci shed tears on the spot. She shook her head and said: "Our sisters look like our mother."

Nangong Yingying's eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't find the appearance of her child from the faces of these two children...

Nangong Yingying thought of Mo Qingli again, he actually died early!

That man, born in the Mo family, was a rare genius of the Mo family in 600 years, but he was also the only ‘traitor’ of the Mo family who opposed the use of drugs to make medicine!

That man, loving her without turning back, was the only light in her sad life.

Nangong Yingying asked Sister Song Ci, "Your grandfather, was it miserable when he died?" It must be miserable. As the pride of the Mo family, he secretly let go of the last two medicine men of the Nangong family.

Having betrayed the entire Mo clan, what could be the end of Mo frivolous?

Song Ci couldn't bear to tell her grandma the truth about his grandfather's death. If grandma knew that grandpa was hanged on a tree and his nose was poached, she would be sad.

But Song Fei's thinking is different from Song Ci. She feels that Nangong Yingying is not a fragile vase. Under the torture of the Mo family, she can still live tenaciously to the present, which shows that she has a firm heart.

Song Fei believed that Nangong Yingying should be told the truth.

Song Ci was still hesitating, and Song Fei said, "Grandpa was killed by someone, and he was hanged on a tree at the door of his house. When he died, his nose was poached."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yingying slumped weakly on the ground, and finally shedding tears of hatred.

She cried and scolded, "Don't be mad! You can't die!"

Mo Zhangkang and Mo Qingkang are brothers. They are both geniuses of the Mo family, but Mo Qingkang is born with a keen sense of smell and excellent memory. He only needs to sniff any medicine, and he can copy them.

Mo Zhangkang has been jealous of his brother Mo's frivolous ability since he was a child. After his brother betrayed the entire Mo clan, he hated his brother and would naturally chase him to the end of the world!

As soon as she heard that Mo Qingkang lost her nose when she died, Nangong Yingying knew that the real murderer behind that was definitely Mo Zhangkang.

Nangong Yingying sat on the ground and started sobbing, hating herself for being defenseless and unable to do so. Mo Zhang Kuang avenged Mo Qing Kuang.

Being imprisoned in this cage for a lifetime, supporting Nangong Yingying to persevere is nothing more than her husband meeting with her children. She always hoped that Mo Qingkang and the child could return to the Mo clan and meet her.

Although she knew that hope was slim, Nangong Yingying still looked forward to it.

Knowing that her husband had passed away more than 40 years ago, Nangong Yingying's heart was about to break. She wiped her tears, and then asked in a dumb voice, "Your father, is it okay?"

Song Ci and Song Fei did not speak, and could not bear to tell Nangong Yingying about their father.

Nangong Yingying was intelligent and transparent, and she instantly understood the reason for the silence of the two children. After being repeatedly hit by the death of her lover and child, Nangong Yingying's sanity is still sober.

She squeezed her fists, choked up and asked, "Why did your father die?"

Song Ci: "Ten years ago, there was an earthquake in Bijiang City. Both parents were killed in the earthquake."

Nangong Yingying was startled, "Are you natural disasters?"

"Scourge."

Nangong Yingying did not speak any more. Since it is a natural disaster, there is not even an object of hatred. In the end, her old monster has the longest lifespan of the three of them!

Song Fei asked Nangong Yingying: "Senior, you...what is your relationship with our grandpa?"

What is the relationship between her and Mo frivolous?

Nangong Yingying raised her head, looked at the dazzling headlight in the sky, smiled, and said in a very gentle voice: "He betrayed the entire Mo clan for me and killed his father by mistake. I and him are tied together. Husband and wife, although I have never had a beautiful wedding, I am still his wife!"

Upon hearing this, Song Ci and Song Fei knelt down with a thump.

"grandmother!"

Hearing this grandma from the granddaughters, Nangong Yingying's muddy eyes were filled with tears again. Nangong Yingying raised her head and sighed, "Unexpectedly, I will still see my granddaughters in my lifetime!"

At this time, Friday suddenly said: "Should we go?" Staying longer, I am afraid that the Mo people will find the trail.

Nangong Yingying suddenly woke up from her sad mood, she urged hurriedly: "Quick! You must go faster, here I am, infrared rays will be turned on every forty minutes. If you are discovered, the consequences will be disastrous!"

This is why there are no guards in this back mountain.

Song Ci and Song Fei quickly stood up and said to Nangong Yingying: "Grandma, if you hold on for a while, we will rescue you!"

Nangong Yingying was busy responding, but she didn't hope for it in her heart.

Want to rescue her, no easy talk!

In Nangong Yingying's urging, Song Fei quickly turned off the lights and returned from the same way with Song Ci and Friday. They just closed the door, and within two minutes, the infrared rays in the prison suddenly lit up, and they scanned the hall and every corridor of the prison...

Nangong Yingying stared at those infrared rays, but sneered.

Song Ci walked through the mountain and returned to the small col. They stood in the small col. No one spoke.

I especially want to smoke a cigarette on Friday, but conditions do not allow it. Holding a small backpack, he took out a spirit-enlightening fruit from it, and while gnawing it, he said: "You turned out to be Mo Qingkuan and granddaughter. I didn't expect..."

Hearing what Friday meant, he seemed to know Mo frivolous. Song Ci asked him: "Do you know my grandfather?"

Nodded on Friday, "Ah, I know, when my dad came to school, he was in the same group as your grandfather. According to my dad's memory, Mo frivolous, this person can be described by the four "Tianzong Wizards"."

"So far, my dad still has a look of admiration when he mentions Mo Qingkang. The fact that Mo Qingkang was expelled from the Mo family back then caused a shock to the entire Chinese medicine community." On Friday, he took another bite of Qi Ling Guo. Sighed: "No wonder you are so awesome, you turned out to be Mo frivolous granddaughter..."

Song Ci was a little longing for that era, and wanted to travel through time and space to see her grandfather's sassy and heroic appearance.

When I remembered something on Friday, I suddenly said, "By the way, why do you call yourself Song Ci, aren't you Song Fei?" Friday glanced at Song Ci and Song Fei, "What's the matter with you two sisters?"

Song Fei: "That's what you saw, we exchanged identities. This is a long story, and I will explain it later when I have time."

On Friday, he did not ask any more questions. He said: "My sister is an expert in virology, and my younger sister is a genius in Chinese medicine. What gene is this?"

Song Ci didn't listen to Friday's continued muttering. She pointed to the fruit core in Friday's hand and asked him: "Do you know why Qi Ling fruit grows in this small col?"

Friday frowned, "Why?"

Song Fei said: "Because there are countless corpses of medicine men buried in this small col."

On Friday, I suddenly felt that the enlightening fruit in my mouth was not sweet. He hurriedly lost the Qi Ling Guo and returned to the mountain with the Song Ci sisters and took the cable car back to Beishan.

The three of them had just arrived in Beishan and were walking down from the cable car, when they heard a question: "Huh? Where do you come from?"

On Friday, the three immediately stopped and looked to the left. They saw that under the dim light, the steward Mo Suiyun and Patriarch Mo Suixin stood together, looking at the three of them suspiciously.

Song Ci and Song Fei's expressions changed slightly, but they were flustered for a moment on Friday and soon thought of a countermeasure. He subconsciously hugged the bag in his arms and stammered: "I, we didn't steal anything, really didn't steal it!"

Mo Suixin frowned slightly and stared at the bag in Friday's arms. He looked at the cable car behind the three of them again, and said clearly, "Are you coming from Xishan?"

The three of them did not answer.

Mo Xun thought of the secrets of Xishan, and then thought of the sneaky movements of these three people, and doubted them. He stared at the bag in his arms and asked, "What is in your bag?"

I shook my head quickly on Friday, "No, nothing, just some information books."

Mo Suiyun saw that Mo Suixin's attitude was not going to let these three people go. Mo Suiyun went to Friday and said coldly, "Let us see things!"

Holding the bag tightly on Friday, he refused to let go.

The smile on Mo Suixin's face disappeared. He glanced at the Song sisters and asked them, "Song Fei and Song Ci, what are you going to do in Xishan?"

The real Song Fei did not speak, and the fake ‘Song Fei’ said, “I went there for a stroll and picked some Qi Lingguo.”

Mo Xunxin was taken aback, "Pick the Spirit Fruit?"

On Friday, he also said: "Your Mo's spirit-enlightening fruit tastes delicious, but your canteen does not provide spirit-enlightening fruit. We are greedy, thinking that everyone is going to the family meeting tonight, just..."

On Friday, he touched his nose and said, "I picked some secretly."

The performance of the three of them on Friday did not seem to be abnormal, but Mo Xunxin was not at ease, fearing that they had discovered the secret of Medicine Man. Mo Suixin coughed at Mo Suiyun and said, "Check it out."

Mo Suiyun snatched the bag in Friday's arms and opened the bag in front of Mo Suixin. Unzipping the zipper, Mo Suiyun saw a bag of Qi Ling fruit.

He turned to look at the Patriarch, his tone was difficult to say, "Patriarch, it is really the fruit of enlightenment..."

Mo Xunxing stared at the enlightening fruits, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed. "Hahaha!" Mo Suixin smiled and put his hand on Song Ci's shoulder. He said, "Song Fei, if you want to eat Qi Lingguo, just tell the steward that you are guilty of stealing it?"

Song Ci said honestly: "Don’t care that Qi Lingguo is a specialty of the Mo ethnic group. We thought it was precious, so we didn’t feel embarrassed to mention it. But recently, I was under pressure from exams and suffered from insomnia. I didn’t sleep well last night, so I wanted to go. Xishan look at this spirit-enlightening fruit."

"As a result, when I arrived at Xishan, I found that Xishan is so big, and it took a long time to find Qi Ling Guo in a small mountain. Butler Mo also said that there are not many Qi Ling Guo, but I saw fruit everywhere on that mountain wall. "After finishing speaking, Song Ci took a cold look at Mo Jing, disgusting that Mo Jing was stingy.

Don't worry: "..."

Mo Suixin put away his smile, glanced at Mo Suiyun reproachfully, and said: "Stingy, let's see if you treat the guests to your negligence."

Mo Suiyun listened, grinning on his face, and an mmp in his heart.

Mo Suixin handed back the bag in Mo Suiyun's hand to Friday. He said: "There is no one living on the side of Xishan. It is our medicinal planting area. There are many snakes and worms in that area. Even in winter, you sometimes see There are venomous snakes, don't go to Xishan if you are fine."

The three nodded hurriedly, indicating that they remembered.

After fooling Mo Suixin, the three of them returned to the dormitory. Their dormitories are in the same building, but on different floors. Back in the hall of the dormitory building, the three divided the Qi Ling fruit and went back to their respective rooms.

As soon as they entered the room, the sisters threw Qi Lingguo aside in disgust. Song Fei turned on the computer and prepared to start a video with Yan Jiang. Song Fei received the push message as soon as the computer was turned on.

"Huh?" Song Fei Dynasty Song Ci beckoned, "Song Ci, come and see."

Song Ci walked behind Song Fei, and the two watched the news on the computer together. "There was a sudden riot in D country in the south, and people from many countries were arrested as hostages. Our country was sent to country D to take charge of evacuation fighters who were captured..."

This news is very simple, but anyone who is sensitive to the international situation knows that this has happened.

Song Fei said: "I don't know how many soldiers have been taken prisoner. As far as I know, it is terrible for the soldiers to end up being captured." Being able to die is a relief. The fear is that life is better than death.

Song Ci thought of Han Zhan, and she couldn't help but selfishly said: "Fortunately, Han Zhan has retired."

Song Fei turned off the news and logged into WeChat.

These things seemed to her to be irrelevant, and one glance would quickly forget them. She said to Song Ci, who was standing behind her, "I want to video with Yan Jiang."

Song Ci: "You video."

Seeing that Song Ci was not conscious at all, Song Fei told her: "We are going to be in the video. Are you sure you want to watch?"

Song Ci suddenly opened her mouth, "Video flirting, is it so exciting?" She quickly walked aside, picked up her coat and put it on, then found her mobile phone and went to the small playground downstairs.

Song Ci squatted under the basketball stand and played a video of Han Zhan.

At this time, Han Zhan’s manor welcomed a guest, who was the highest commander of the army he had served. Han Zhan called him Bo Liu.

The tea in front of Uncle Liu was steaming hot, indicating that he had just arrived. "Han Zhan, you have been discharged from the army for many years, but you still maintain a good figure. You haven't seen any luck."

Han Zhan smiled and ridiculed himself: "People are getting old, and if the figure is still out of shape, the family will be very disgusted."

Liu Bo laughed loudly, "You, I didn't expect that after you got married, you turned out to be a wife slave."

"Didn't this learn from Bo Liu?"

Liu Bo laughed again.

Han Zhan took a sip of the hot tea. He put down the teacup and said, "Uncle Liu, you are a busy person. What happened to you for a sudden visit?"

Han Zhan took the initiative to break the seemingly friendly deadlock, and the smile on Uncle Liu's face disappeared. He stared at the hot tea in the cup and said: "There is a sudden riot in the southern country D. You should know this."

Han Zhan nodded.

"That's right, your company commander Song Lian personally led people to take charge of this evacuation mission, but..." The look on Uncle Liu's face was serious and solemn. "Song Lian is dead."

Han Zhan was taken aback, not feeling well in his heart.

So good Song Lian, why died?