After Uncle Wang hurriedly left the house, Nangong Wudi finally targeted Ye Huang who was standing there with a gloomy face.
Originally, he was very pleased with the boy in front of him, but now he wanted to go up and slap him.
"Boy, very good, you are very good!" Nangong Wudi clenched his fists, and Nangong Wudi's mood fluctuated violently.
"Let me ask you, since you married my granddaughter, why don't you fulfill your responsibilities as a husband and protect her? Why don't you quit the world of killers and let her live a stable life?"
Hearing Nangong Wudi's roaring voice, Ye Huang slowly raised his head, looked at the latter without a trace of anger in his eyes, and finally lowered his head silently.
Everything has happened, and it is useless to say anything at this moment. He does not need to explain anything for this.
Moreover, in Ye Huang's view, he indeed had unavoidable responsibility for Feng Ling's death.
"Speak, why don't you speak? Is my granddaughter's life in your heart more important than your so-called Shura name?"
"If that's the case, then I feel really sorry for my granddaughter that she would find a man like you who is unwilling to sacrifice for your lover."
"In this case, it's okay if Qing Yin doesn't want to be with you!" With a gloomy face, Nangong Wudi sat down at the table with his sleeves rolled up, the violent look in his eyes still not diminished much.
"Grandpa, how could you say that to Brother Ye?" Upon hearing that he was not allowed to be with Emperor Ye, Nangong Qing immediately became anxious and shouted with tears in his eyes.
"What? Qing'Yin', is there anything worthy of your nostalgia for such a man? Haven't you learned your sister's lesson yet?"
"I only have two granddaughters, do you want me to give the white-haired one to the black-haired one again?" Nangong Wudi said with a gloomy face and no intention of compromise.
"Grandpa, you can't do this. Brother Ye is already so sad that his sister is dead. Now you want to stimulate him like this. Don't you know that the pain in his heart is worse than yours?"
"Indeed, grandpa, you have lost a granddaughter, but haven't you been without any hope for twenty years?"
"But what about Brother Ye? Brother Ye watched his sister leave him. Can't you understand the pain?"
Nangong Qing chanted with tears in his eyes and loudly questioned his grandfather Nangong Wudi.
Although he said that he did not blame his grandfather, there was still some resentment in Nangong Qing's heart.
Although his father took most of the blame, why didn't his grandfather tell him the truth for so many years?
At least I told myself that I could look for it. My sister has been living in Chongqing, so maybe I could find it myself, but it's a pity that it's all in vain now.
"Qing'yin', grandpa..."
Obviously, Nangong Wudi didn't expect that his granddaughter would suddenly explode at this moment. Seeing her tearful defense of Ye Huang, Nangong Wudi didn't know what to say for a moment.
Qing'Yin' is right. What makes me sad and sad is that the hope of more than twenty years has been shattered. Didn't I almost give up hope more than ten years ago?
But the Ye Huang in front of him was grieving the loss of his wife, the one he loved most.
In his heart, he must not want his granddaughter to die.
With his mouth twitching, Nangong Wudi looked at Ye Huang with slightly softened eyes.
"Grandpa, this is the decision made by my granddaughter. Even if she really has the same fate as her sister, she will never regret it!"
With tears in his eyes, Nangong Qing stared at his grandfather and agreed firmly.
"Qing'yin, you." Hearing his granddaughter's extremely firm words, Nangong Wudi was silent for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed.
"Forget it, I won't get involved in your affairs anymore. Since you choose the same path as your sister, you must be mentally prepared."
"Boy, remember it clearly for me. I don't blame you for Feng Ling's death, but if Qing Yin lets her follow the same path as her sister, I, Nangong Wudi, will work hard to make you look good.
Do you understand?"
With a gloomy face, Nangong Wudi said extremely unhappy.
"Ye Huang just obeys his orders. Don't worry, old man. I will never let Feng Chime's fate happen to Qing Yin again."
Slowly raising his head, Ye Huang finally showed a trace of anger in his eyes and assured Nangong Wudi.
"It's good to understand. Besides, you'd better avenge Feng Ling's revenge as soon as possible. Don't let her die in peace."
"I will find the person who killed Feng Chime as soon as possible. I will not let go of anyone who killed her." With a hint of hatred in his eyes, Ye Huang nodded in agreement with a gentle but firm tone.
"Just remember, if you need any help, just come to Nangong's house to find me. For the sake of my granddaughter's revenge, I will fight for my old bones!"
"Okay, I have given you the Zhuque Jue, and the matter has been finished. You can leave. Qing'Yin, I will not allow you to live with him until the matter of the Ximen family has been resolved.
, you have to understand this."
"Grandpa, I understand this." Nangong Qing nodded and did not force anything.
She was very lucky to be able to win her grandfather's consent and not let her leave Ye Huang. She had never thought about being with Ye Huang now.
"As long as you understand." Nodding, Nangong Wudi's expression softened a lot.
But just when Ye Huang walked to the door and was about to leave, Nangong Wudi thought of something else.
"Boy, where is the wind chime buried?"
"Qing Yin knows the northwest corner of Nanshan Cemetery." After saying that, Emperor Ye turned around and left the mansion. Nangong Qing Yin hurriedly followed behind to see him off.
Nangong Wudi in the room couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene and sat on the stool.
"Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan. Feng Chime, if you have a soul in heaven, just hold your sister and don't suffer the same fate as you."
After Nangong Qingyin accompanied Ye Huang out of the Nangong family mansion, he stood in front of the door and said.
"I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I didn't expect grandpa to be so angry when he heard the news that my sister was leaving. Don't blame him, okay?"
"How could it be? I understand grandpa's feelings. It should be me who apologizes. I didn't protect your sister. Everything is my fault."
Caressing Nangong Qing's face, Ye Huang revealed a bitter smile on his face.
"Brother Ye, don't blame yourself. No one wants something like that to happen. As long as you live well, I believe my sister will be happy in heaven."
"Don't worry, I will live well. And you, I can't let you be like your sister. Trust me."
"Yeah!" Hearing Ye Huang's words, Nangong Qing nodded with a touch of tenderness on his face.
"Okay, you go back first and go to see your sister with Grandpa and the others. I have other things to do in the evening and I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Emperor Ye turned around and got into the car and slowly drove away from the Nangong family mansion.
