Chapter 129 As expected, the so-called loving father

"But the woman shook her body, and a red fox tail appeared behind her..."

Jiang Ning was reading a book with great interest, and hurried footsteps were heard outside the yard.

"Sir." The maid named Xiaoru shouted.

Nangong Ya is here!

Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows, put the book aside, got off the bed, walked towards the door, and opened the door, just in time to see Nangong Ya who hurried in, followed by Lao Zhong.

"Ling'er!"

Nangong Ya was still in his official uniform, and it was obvious that he had run all the way home and was not out of breath. At this moment, he stood two steps away from Jiang Ning, staring at her blankly, with surprise and joy in his eyes.

Jiang Ning looked at the man with similar facial features to hers, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, let herself smile, and pretended to be obedient and said: "Dad, I'm back."

Nangong Ya looked at Jiang Ning, who was smiling peacefully in front of him, and his throat choked, and he felt his eyes were slightly hot.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

The eloquent prime minister felt that he was tongue-tied when facing his daughter who was lost and found. Apart from this sentence, he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Ning didn't have as many feelings as him. She didn't come to the prime minister's mansion to perform some "deep father-daughter love".

"You two go down first, I have something to say to Dad alone." Jiang Ning looked at Lao Zhong and Xiao Ru beside him and said.

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, the two did not move. After all, Nangong Ya was still here, and she, a young lady, could not make the decision.

"Go down." Nangong Ya said without turning his head, his expression somewhat solemn.

Lao Zhong and Xiao Ru silently left the yard, leaving this piece of world to the father and daughter.

"Come in and talk."

Jiang Ning only said one sentence, turned around and walked into the house, sitting at the table by herself.

Nangong Ya was stunned when he saw this, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The reason is simple, the Nangong Ling in front of him is too strange!

The Nangong Ling who timidly called him "Dad" in his memory would never look him in the eye, let alone talk to him so calmly.

Every time he saw Nangong Ling, she always lowered her head very low, and would hide when she saw him from a distance. Although he never said a harsh word to her, Nangong Ling was inexplicably afraid of her.

But the daughter in front of him was so different. She was not afraid of him, and even disrespected him, otherwise she would not have entered the house and sat down first. Although she was smiling, Nangong Ya had seen countless people, how could he not know how sincere this smile was?

But Nangong Ya quickly forgot about this abnormality. Now the more important question was, why did Nangong Ling come back home in good health? What happened in the past few months?

After Nangong Ya sat down at the table, before he could ask, Jiang Ning spoke first: "Dad, my arms and legs were broken and I had to sell them. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person who cured me and sent me back home."

Nangong Ya subconsciously looked at that face. Among his three children, Nangong Ling was an accident, but she looked the most like him.

That young and delicate face was not made up, the skin was delicate and white, smooth as cream, without any flaws.

Nangong Ya's suspicious eyes fell on Jiang Ning's arm again, and then moved down, but her legs were blocked by the table.

Jiang Ning knew what Nangong Ya was looking at, and gently curled her lips. This father is really much harder to deceive than Liu Mingan.

Liu Mingan is still lovely.

Jiang Ning took a moment to distract herself, thinking of that person, the smile on her lips deepened.

"Ling'er, are you telling the truth? Where is that kind-hearted person? I want to meet him."

After a moment, Jiang Ning heard Nangong Ya say this.

In fact, with the testimonies of Butler Ma and Dongmei, Nangong Ya believed Nangong Ling's words, but there was no trace of injury on her body, which was too unbelievable.

It's okay to heal broken hands and feet, but how can a disfigured face be restored to such perfection? Is there really such a panacea?

Jiang Ning avoided answering, staring at Nangong Ya and asked back: "Dad, don't you ask who did it?"

Nangong Ya's pupils shrank, and his hands on the table clenched into fists unconsciously.

Jiang Ning laughed in her heart, and answered herself: "My head was also injured, and I forgot a lot of things. I only remember that I was Nangong Ling, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and your daughter. I can't remember anything else."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Ning saw Nangong Ya's shoulders relax and his expression eased a lot.

"Dad has already found out," Nangong Ya avoided Jiang Ning's sight and said slowly: "It was Butler Ma and your maid Dongmei who did it. Dad will avenge you."

"Hehe..." Jiang Ning lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes blocked the mocking look in her eyes, she smiled softly with her lips covered, and pretended to thank innocently: "Thank you, Dad."

Things were not as she expected, there was a gap between her biological daughters.

If Nangong Ya finally found out that Nangong Ling was really tortured and sold by Nangong Muyan, and died tragically in a foreign land, the guilt in his heart might make him angry and disappointed with Nangong Muyan, but at most it would be a minor punishment, and Nangong Muyan would definitely be safe in the end.

But now that "Nangong Ling" has returned unharmed, Nangong Ya's guilt has been almost worn away, and he will only let things go.

After all, the child was not born by his beloved woman, and he had responsibilities but no fatherly love, and Jiang Ning expressed her understanding.

"Who is the kind-hearted person who saved you? Where is your home? Dad must thank him very much." Nangong Ya asked again.

Jiang Ning didn't have the patience to play along with him, and just replied indifferently: "I don't want to tell you now, you will know later."

This was impolite, not like what a daughter should say to her father. Nangong Ya frowned, with inquiry in his eyes: "Ling'er, your personality has changed a lot."

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Ning didn't care at all, and said meaningfully: "Maybe it's because I died once!"

Nangong Ya listened to this lukewarm words, and felt a little irritated, as if something was out of control.

"By the way, Dad, how are you going to deal with Butler Ma and Dongmei?" Jiang Ning raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Ya and asked.

Nangong Ya's eyes flashed fiercely: "I will kill them!"

Jiang Ning said tentatively: "How about I go meet them? I want to ask them why they treat me like this."

"No need!" Nangong Ya refused decisively. After hesitating for a moment, he found a reasonable excuse: "They are just greedy. I have locked them in the dungeon. That place is not suitable for a girl like you. Dad promises you that neither of them will survive tomorrow!"

"Oh."

Jiang Ning knew very well that Nangong Ya was afraid that the two would tell her the real mastermind behind the scenes. He wanted Butler Ma and Dongmei to take all the blame and preserve Nangong Muyan's innocent reputation.

What a kind father! He still cares about the harmony of the family.

Jiang Ning didn't want to argue with Nangong Ya anymore. She supported her chin with her hand and ordered him to leave: "Dad, I'm tired and want to rest for a while. You can go and do your thing first."

Nangong Ya was stunned again. The feeling of being ordered around was too strong. He couldn't get rid of the strange feeling in his heart. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Jiang Ning walking towards the bed, he swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Okay, Ling'er, you have a good rest. Remember to eat when you wake up. If you want anything, just tell the maid or come to me."

Nangong Ya wanted to say a few more words of concern before leaving, but Jiang Ning had already laid on the bed without a single word of response.

Hearing Nangong Ya go away, Jiang Ning opened her eyes on the bed and stared at the curtain above her head motionlessly. After a long time, she sighed.

The human heart cannot stand the test.

Ever since she knew that the original owner was Nangong Ling, Jiang Ning knew that she would return to the Prime Minister's Mansion sooner or later.

Nangong Ling died, and she became Nangong Ling. She couldn't wear a veil to hide for the rest of her life. She needed to make peace with the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But this time the plan changed, and she returned much earlier than she originally thought.

The reason for the change was that Nangong Muyan was not in the mansion last night. Jiang Ning didn't know when she would come back, but she really didn't want to miss the confrontation between Nangong Muyan and Nangong Ya, father and daughter.

She really wanted to know how Nangong Ya would question Nangong Muyan, and after getting the answer, what kind of punishment he would give Nangong Muyan.

In the final analysis, Jiang Ning wanted to know how much Nangong Ling meant to her father.

In the past, Jiang Ning would not care about such things. She would just take revenge if she had a grudge. Nangong Muyan cut off her hands and feet, disfigured her, and wanted her to live the rest of her life in a state worse than death. According to Jiang Ning's initial idea, she should give him a taste of his own medicine.

Perhaps because she became Nangong Ling, she understood her short life of lack of love, and Jiang Ning inexplicably had this obsession. She wanted to find out for the dead soul how much her biological father loved her.

Because of this, even though she knew that returning home at this time would make her feel restricted, Jiang Ning still came back.

"Nangong Ling, are you watching?"

Jiang Ning asked softly into the air, but the only response she got was dead silence.