So Ming Yue told all those things in detail.

How did he turn to hatred out of jealousy, how did he conspire with Qian Xin, and later regretted it, but it was too late.

After listening to Mingyue's narration, Xiao Mo was speechless for a long time and just looked at him blankly, which made Mingyue feel even more unsure.

Mingyue quickly grabbed the corner of Xiao Mo's clothes and cried, "It's all my fault. I'm jealous. Wife, you can punish me however you want, but please forgive me." She looked miserable as she cried.

Looking at the bright moon, a look of disappointment flashed across Xiao Mo's eyes.

He never expected that this series of events would actually be related to Mingyue. Thanks to her loving him so much, it was really unpredictable.

"What you are asking for is not my forgiveness, but Nangong's forgiveness. When he wakes up, you will immediately go over and ask for his forgiveness. If he doesn't forgive you, I won't either." Speaking of this, Mingyue said

His face turned pale.

He knew there would be such a result, but he didn't regret it. At least he felt that after saying it, he felt much more relaxed.

Xiao Mo decisively broke off Mingyue's hand and walked forward without looking back.

She knew that Mingyue did this because he loved her, and she didn't blame him, but she felt sorry for Nangong in her heart, so if Nangong refused to forgive Mingyue, he would have no choice but to wrong Mingyue.

Mingyue stared blankly at Xiao Mo's retreating figure, collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.

"Hey, brother, you are so confused." Qingfeng slowly walked out from the corner, looked at the crying little brother, and went forward to hug him and comforted him softly.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong." This time he finally realized it.

Qingfeng sighed softly, thinking to himself that he had to take care of this matter no matter what, otherwise the happiness of this little brother's life would be over.

So the next day, at the door of Nangong's room, there was a man kneeling with a wooden stick on his back. This man was none other than Mingyue, who had come to plead guilty.

"Brother, does this really work?" Mingyue actually wanted to say, what would he do if Nangong really beat him.

At the same time, I secretly regretted that I would have chosen a few thinner sticks if I had known better.

Compared to Mingyue's uneasiness, Qingfeng Yun said calmly: "Of course, this is the most useful method in classical literature."

Qingfeng could tell at a glance what Mingyue was thinking, and smiled helplessly, sighing in her heart that his little brother was really innocent.

Although he really came to plead guilty, Bing Jing could only show off. He didn't believe that Nangong would really hit him.

After all, he is a man, so how can he be such a ruthless person?

"Okay, don't hesitate, go in." An Ye comforted her. Seeing that Mingyue was still refusing to go in, Qingfeng really wanted to kick him in with her legs.

"Brother, won't you accompany me?" Mingyue raised the little white rabbit's eyes and looked at Qingfeng with an innocent face.

Qingfeng's forehead had suspiciously prominent veins, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go in yet!"

"I'll go in, I'll go in right away." As if she was afraid of being beaten by Qing Feng, Mingyue walked in quickly.

In fact, Mingyue's premonition was right. If he were to become a mother-in-law again, Qingfeng was really not sure that his elegant image would not be maintained.

In the room, Xiao Mo was making Nangong happy. When he turned around, he saw Mingyue slowly walking in with a small wooden stick on her back.

Cough cough cough~~~ Xiao Mo almost choked on his own saliva, this was a bit too vivid.

She asked him to apologize, but she didn't expect that this kid would resort to such a trick. It seemed like there was a master behind the scenes to help.

Nangong was also stunned by Ming Yue's appearance. Unaware of the situation, he maintained the demeanor of a man and did not speak.

When Mingyue came to Nangong, she suddenly made an excited plop and knelt down.

"What are you doing?" Nangong finally asked curiously, what is the situation now.

There was silence for a while, as if it was difficult to speak, but in the end Mingyue finally opened her mouth and fully explained the wrong things she had done.

"Brother Nangong, it's all my fault that I have caused you to be like this. If you want to beat or scold me, Mingyue will do whatever you want." When he got to the emotional point, tears streamed down his face. He raised his head and looked at Nangong seriously and continued, "I just hope that

, I hope Brother Nangong can forgive Mingyue and stop blaming Mingyue."

He has said everything that should be said and everything that should not be said. Now he only asks Nangong to forgive him.

That's it! Although he had known the truth for a long time, he never expected that Mingyue would come to confess to him.

After listening to Mingyue's words, Nangong felt as if he had woken up from a dream. He stared blankly at Mingyue who was kneeling on the ground bearing a thorn to plead guilty. He had nothing to say for a moment.

It is impossible to say that you don't blame him in your heart. All his misfortunes started because of Mingyue. Sometimes he thought, how wonderful it would be if Mingyue never appeared.

But how could people be so selfish? If the fulfillment of him and Xiao Mo had to be based on Mingyue's pain, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Xiao Mo sat next to Nangong and observed his words. When he saw the relief on Nangong's face, he had an idea in his mind.

He stood up suddenly and came to Mingyue. He pointed at Mingyue with trembling hands and said, "Okay, so you are such a poisonous person. I will teach you a lesson today."

After saying that, without waiting for Mingyue's reaction, he whipped the wooden stick and whipped it down hard.

With a snap, Mingyue screamed and looked up at Xiao Mo with an expression of disbelief. Waterdrops gathered in her eyes as she looked at Xiao Mo sadly.

Xiao Mo frowned and knew that she had hit him hard, but if he didn't suffer a little bit of pain, it would have no effect at all.

Xiao Mo couldn't bear to look at Mingyue's accusing eyes, so he simply closed his eyes and slapped her hard again.

Xiao Mo felt his heart bleeding. When the third stick was about to go down, Nangong finally spoke.

"Don't hit me, why are you so cruel?" I had been immersed in my own world just now, and was suddenly woken up by Mingyue's voice. I saw that it was Xiao Mo who was hitting Mingyue.

Mingyue's clothes were thin today, so when the stick was applied, blood seeped out.

Nangong looked at Xiao Mo in disbelief and frowned.
Chapter completed!