Chapter 820

Tangning stood up, looked him in the eyes and said, "Actually, I told you a long time ago that I am no longer the Tangning I used to be. After all, there is no relationship between you and me."

She walked out, took two steps and then stopped, "That time you blocked a sword for me and sucked the poison out of my body for me, I will remember this kindness, I owe you Tangning, if it happens in the future If there is anything that needs my help, it is my duty.”

She opened the door and walked out. When she got outside, she paused, looked at Su Yanqing not far away, then withdrew her gaze, walked downstairs, and got into the carriage to go to Tang's house.

Su Yanqing was stunned in place. When he saw the water-blue figure, he almost wanted to call out Master Tang, but seeing that the other party was a woman with long hair reaching his waist, he endured it, thinking that she should be the Tang family. Miss Tangning.

The eldest lady of the Tang family is here, and the people in the wing can almost guess without thinking.

He stepped forward, went outside the open door and looked inside. He saw Nangong Lingyun sitting on his back with blood seeping from his hand on one side. He frowned and walked in.

"Lingyun."

Seeing that his hand was holding the broken teacup and the blood was still flowing, he sighed silently, sat down beside him, and said, "You need to bandage your hand."

Nangong Lingyun stood up, holding his hands behind his back: "No need." After saying that, he walked out with a calm face, not even asking why he was here. At this time, there was something in his mind. It's just what Tangning said to him.

On the way back in the carriage, the original owner's low voice came from the pendant on his waist: "You are so cruel to Brother Lingyun, why don't you let me out? I can make it clear to him."

Tangning leaned on the carriage and rested with her eyes closed. When she heard the words coming from her waist, she didn't even open her eyes, so she spoke with her divine sense, "Nangong Lingyun is not a father, and things like the rebirth of the soul are not the same. Not everyone can tell him, even if this person is Nangong Lingyun, besides, didn't you say you dare not see him?"

The original owner fell silent, quietly, and didn't speak anymore. After a long time, she asked, "Will he give up?"

Tangning opened her eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "Based on Nangong Lingyun's character, although I made it clear today, he won't necessarily give up. His obsession is no less than yours."

"Then what should I do?" The original owner asked worriedly.

Tangning paused for a while before saying, "Let's take a look first!" She didn't know what he would do next?

"Then..." The original owner's voice was interrupted by Tangning's consciousness.

"Don't talk!" She looked stunned, and felt that a sense of consciousness was spying on her. She suppressed the aura in her body that instinctively wanted to attack, and sat as if unaware until the carriage stopped.

"Miss, you're home." The coachman said, stopping the carriage and waiting.

"Yeah." She replied, got up and walked out. She glanced around inadvertently, but didn't notice it. In order to prevent people in the dark from knowing that she had discovered the peeping consciousness, she After getting off the carriage, he walked towards Fuzhong.

After she walked to Tang's house, in the dark, Venerable Chengyang walked out with his hands behind his back, staring at the figure she was leaving with thoughtful eyes, his eyes moved up, and his eyes fell on the two Tang mansions. in large letters.