"Rongrong..."
"Grandpa Bones, don't always think about saying good things for my father. This time it's clear that he is being unreasonable."
Ning Rongrong, who was staying in her room, saw Gu Rong open the door and listened to the gentle tone. Ning Rongrong immediately realized what she meant by Gu Rong coming to her.
Gu Rong moved for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard Ning Rongrong continue.
"Grandpa Bones, you can't always spoil my father. Every time he makes me angry, he asks you or Grandpa Jian to inquire about my situation."
Ning Rongrong puffed up her face, "Why can't dad come to me by himself? He's always avoiding this."
Gu Rong pulled a chair from the side and sat down, watching Ning Rongrong running over and nestling in her arms.
"Grandpa Bones, I'm really not angry with Dad, really." Ning Rongrong tugged at Gu Rong's beard, the corners of his mouth tightened, "But can you tell him that this time it's really his problem?
."
"So what does Rongrong think is wrong with Fengzhi?" Gu Rong asked cheerfully as he lowered his head following Ning Rongrong's force.
"My father proposed to me to study at Wuhundian Academy from the very beginning. After studying there for a month, I also said that I didn't want to go there anymore. It was my father who insisted that I continue to go."
Ning Rongrong bit the soft meat in her mouth, looking aggrieved and a little sullen.
"He can't do this. I have obviously adapted well. I have made friends and have appointments with them. I accept the fact that I am studying at Wuhundian Academy."
"How could he be like this? He didn't ask me what I thought and just let me do things according to his ideas. He suddenly stopped letting me go and arranged these weird courses." He said with a cry.
, The more Ning Rongrong talked, the more she felt aggrieved.
"My father was still mean to me, and he was cold to me. I didn't completely deny what he said."
Looking at Ning Rongrong's already red eyes, Gu Rong wiped the ends of Ning Rongrong's eyes with her hand distressedly.
"Rong Rong, don't cry. Fengzhi has his own reasons for doing this. He is your father and the sect master of the Qibao Glazed Sect. As his daughter and the young sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, you are the one he chose.
How could it possibly harm you?"
"Grandpa Bones!"
Slapping Gu Rong's hand away, Ning Rongrong's voice became sharp. She didn't want to hear this. These principles made her feel that they had no practical significance.
"Rongrong." Holding the little one in her arms, Gu Rong helplessly called out to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was stunned by the sound of slaps, but Gu Rong's call interrupted her.
"Rongrong, don't cry yet. Slowly tell Grandpa Bones that Fengzhi is being cruel to you?"
Blinking away the excess tears from her eyes, Ning Rongrong responded with a muffled voice.
"Are you angry with Feng Zhi because Feng Zhi is fierce, or is it because Feng Zhi doesn't let you go to school, eh?"
Holding the corner of Gu Rong's clothes, Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose and said, "Yes, dad doesn't care about my thoughts. I have obviously adapted to it. This is his fault. He blames me in turn. How can it be wrong?"
He is like this."
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, but the dissatisfaction in his words was not concealed at all.
"But why is Fengzhi so cruel to Rongrong? We Rongrong are so good, Fengzhi will not be cruel to Rongrong easily."
Amused by Ning Rongrong's expression, Gu Rong rubbed Ning Rongrong's head.
Ning Rongrong frowned, recalling the conversation between Ning Fengzhi and her, and finally said uncertainly, "It seems to be asking me what I think about Wuhun Palace."
"It should be here. Dad seemed to be very angry. His face immediately turned dark. He was a little bit aggressive when he spoke to me. After that, we started arguing and I ran away."
Ning Rongrong frowned more and more, and curled her lips, "It's dad's fault anyway."
Gu Rong paused and looked at Ning Rongrong with a subtle expression.
"How did Rong Rong answer Feng Zhi's question?"
"An objective answer. I talked about the good aspects of Wuhun Palace and my actual feelings, but my father was not happy to hear it."
"Dad, he can always get involved in other aspects. He talks about things about Wuhun Palace that I don't understand, and talks about the relationship between the three sects. He also talks about a lot of things that I don't like to hear.
Great truth."
Rubbing the fabric in her hands, Ning Rongrong leaned her head on Gu Rong's chest and stayed quiet for a while.
"I don't understand this, but my father is forcing me to understand. He doesn't care about my feelings. He has other things that he cares about more."
"Grandpa Bones." Looking up at Gu Rong, Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and asked hesitantly.
"Dad doesn't care about me anymore?"
[You will always be the young master of the Qibao Glazed Sect.]
Ning Fengzhi mentioned this meaningful sentence to Ning Rongrong many times inadvertently, as if to remind Ning Rongrong.
Young Sect Master...
Ning Rongrong's eyes darkened, she always felt that Ning Fengzhi was too sensitive.
Ning Fengzhi gave her this identity to reassure her brothers in disguise. He also asked Gu Rong and Chen Xin to appease Ning Rongrong's unstable emotions.
This is because I care, but I feel weird. These are all manifestations of caring about me, but I feel uneasy in my heart.
Ning Rongrong knew very well what her 'new identity' represented, but this thing always came out of Ning Fengzhi's mouth over and over again, which made her feel that this identity had changed.
Ning Rongrong couldn't tell what it felt like, but it made her subconsciously want to resist the word. She was obviously very happy when she first learned about it.
"How is that possible!"
Gu Rong raised her eyebrows, "Fengzhi won't really be angry with you, he cares about Rongrong."
"Let's go, I'll take you to Fengzhi now. I'll vent your anger in front of Fengzhi."
Picking up Ning Rongrong, Gu Rong walked out without saying a word. Ning Rongrong was surprised and struggled in his arms.
"That's not what I meant, Grandpa Bones, it's not like that, I didn't mean to cause trouble for dad!"
……
In the living room, Tang San sat calmly on a chair.
In front of him on the left, there is an old man sitting.
He was wearing a spotless snow-white robe, with white beard and hair, and his long silver hair was neatly combed behind his back. He had a simple appearance, his face was as delicate as a baby, and his expression was very indifferent.
He didn't talk to Tang San. After Tang San was brought in, he just kept looking at Tang San quietly, without much emotion in his eyes. Tang San couldn't tell why the old man was looking for him.
Things.
Tang San wanted to speak several times, but as soon as he saw the old man's calm face, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.
This time may be really different. The people who came to arrest me were not people from Wuhun Palace.
This chapter has been completed!