Chapter 197: Entering the palace to see the saint 16
When Nangong Yi heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. The sneer on Nangong Zimei's face hurt his eyes deeply: "Mei'er, I really didn't expect that you would change your appearance at such a young age.
You have to be so scheming! Are you still the Meier I knew before?"
Nangong Zimei looked at Nangong Yi and her eyes became colder by the minute: "What kind of me do you know? Do you dare not fight back even after being bullied all day long? If someone hits you on the left cheek, you still have to slap the right cheek.
Are you going to stick it and let someone beat it? If you want Nangong Zimei to look like that, then, let me tell you, that Nangong Zimei is already dead!"
Looking at Nangong Zimei like this, Nangong Yi felt a chill in his heart. Although he didn't want Nangong Zimei to be so cowardly, he also didn't like Nangong Zimei's current appearance.
Nangong Zimei snorted coldly and continued: "If I didn't learn scheming, would there be a place for me and my mother in this family? If I didn't learn scheming, I'm afraid I would have been eaten alive by humans long ago.
?If I didn’t learn to be scheming, my mother and I would have died in the hands of your wife and your pair of good children!"
When Nangong Yi heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.
Now he has seen Hou Yumei's true face clearly, and he also understands that Nangong Zimei led him there just to let him hear with his own ears what Hou Yumei did to her. In fact, he knew all this in his heart. But
, he just couldn't stand that his daughter would be so mean to him!
"Mei'er, I know that I was too neglectful of you mother and daughter in the past few years, but haven't I been changing over the years? In the seven years since you were gone, hasn't your mother lived a good life?"
Nangong Yi couldn't help but defend.
Hearing this, a sarcastic smile flashed across Nangong Zimei's face: "Dad, do you really think it's your fault that my mother has been able to survive the past seven years that I haven't left home? Do you really think it's all because of you?
Can you protect my mother well? You think too highly of yourself!" Nangong Zimei said, giving Nangong Yi a cold look, and then said: "In the past seven years, if the third prince hadn't protected me secretly,
Mom, can you still survive as my mother?"
Speaking of this, Nangong Zimei couldn't help but think of Xuanyuan Jue, who didn't know where he was at this time. A trace of haze flashed in his eyes, and his mood suddenly became a mess.
Nangong Zimei's words undoubtedly hit Nangong Yi's self-esteem: "Mei'er, do you talk to your father like this?!" Nangong Yi couldn't help but scolded Nangong Zimei.
"Dad? Nangong Yi, in all the years since I was born, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a father?" Nangong Zimei sneered and said: "If my mother hadn't still loved you, do you think I would care about you as a father?
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That's right, if it weren't for the fact that Meng Shiniang still loves Nangong Yi, she would have taken Meng Shiniang away from Nangong's house long ago!
"You..." Nangong Yi was so angry that Nangong Zimei couldn't say a word.
Nangong Zimei was in a very bad mood at this time. When she was in a bad mood, she would not care about other people's moods. Therefore, even if Nangong Yi was so angry that he vomited blood at this time, she would not take care of him because of it.
Mood.
"Dad, do you know how my face became like this? Do you know how I left Nangong's family? Do you know what kind of life I have lived outside these years?" Nangong Zimei
Pointing at his face that looked like a ghost in the dark night, his eyes were full of irony...