Chapter 965: Ming Dailan, crazy

   Chapter 965 Ming Dailan, crazy
  Apologize with death? !
  Ming Dailan was severely stabbed in the pain by these words.
  She has imagined countless scenes of turning against Xiao Hongdao.
  But everything that happened right now went against her expectations.
  She is a victim, she is the most qualified to be angry and swearing, so why should Xiao Hongdao criticize her?
  As for that child...
  Ming Dailan thinks in a daze. Eleven years ago, she was pregnant with Xiao Hongdao’s second child.
  He seemed to be overjoyed, and he humbled to her all day long, responsive to requests.
  Ming Dailan was pregnant for more than five months, and it was found to be a boy after examination.
  She did have an idea, and talked with Xiao Hongdao in a joking tone. If Ahui is really unwilling to accept the position of Duke, it is better to train this child.
   Xiao Hongdao's reaction at that time was a bit weird, as if he was thinking deeply, but also faintly entangled.
  Later, less than half a month later, Shaoyan was attacked and had an accident. Due to her pregnancy, she did not dare to leave the country rashly although she was worried.
  Ming Dailan wanted to go back to visit Shaoyan after giving birth, but Xiao Hongdao, a gentleman with magnanimous mind, said that he could arrange for the Cavaliers to her back to Parma, which would save her worry and anxiety all day long.
  Not only is she grateful, she feels that she has found a beloved person.
  What happened after that was that she suffered a miscarriage and the fuse of Shaoyan's rebellion.
  Ming Dailan was deeply trapped in her memories, unable to extricate herself, as she kept repeating Xiao Hongdao’s words in her ears:
  You have no distinction between right and wrong, and no self-knowledge.
  It turned out that she did it all by herself?
  At this time, Xiao Hongdao pinched his eyebrows, looked at Shang Zonghai through his fingers, and continued to stimulate Ming Dailan with words, "It's only because you don't know people clearly that you will have a deep affection for her."
  Shang Zonghai looked at the woman who was sitting on the ground, his tone was not emotional, "Don't worry about it, don't mention it."
  In this matter, the two are quite in agreement.
  Xiao Hongdao glanced at Li Qiao, tapped his finger on the edge of the cup, "Junior Brother, my request is very simple. I will exchange Xiao Yeyan for her three teachers. If I agree or not, I will give you time to go back and consider."
  Obviously, in his eyes, Xiao Yeyan has more weight and value than Xiao Yening.
   "That little girl in your house, really abandoned it?" Shang Zonghai asked with a smile inexplicably, twisting the Buddhist beads.
  Hearing this, Xiao Hongdao waved his hand indifferently, "She is not worthy of my wasting energy. You can do whatever you want."
  Shang Zonghai smiled and nodded, "You really are still so wolf-hearted."
   "Non-toxic, not a husband." Xiao Hongdao rubbed the edge of the cup, raised his eyebrows deeply, and said: "You learn more from me, maybe you will achieve better."
  ……
Not long after, Shang Zonghai took Li Qiao away.
  Xiao Hongdao's expression gradually became deep and full of gloom.
  The appearance of Shang Zonghai destroyed his plan.
  However, brother, we will have a long time in Japan.
  At the same time, a low weeping sound came from the rear left, Xiao Hongdao didn't even look at it, holding the teacup in contemplation.
  Ming Dailan’s eyes were hollow, tears kept streaming, "Xiao Hongdao, you are so cruel..."
  Her Shaoyan, her unborn child, the uterus she was forced to remove.
  Everything is all him.
  Xiao Hongdao glanced at her lukewarmly, "After following me for so long, your receptivity still hasn't improved."
  "You are not a human being, you are a dogged heart, you must not die..."
  Ming Dailan yelled hysterically, trying to grab something to attack him, but the green brick floor was clean and there were no weeds.
  Her nails were piercing the cracks of the bricks tightly, glaringly cracked, and her hatred was like an opened flood, surging and surging.
   However, in the face of her verbal abuse, Xiao Hongdao seemed painless.
He sighed indifferently, and looked at Ming Dailan condescendingly, "When you acted behind me, you never thought that you would have today? If you let you go to the border city of Feicheng, you have learnt to be uncomfortable. Do your best."
  Ming Dailan never thought that Xiao Hongdao, who had always been obedient to her in the past, would be so heart-scorching when she said cruel words.
  She squinted and shook her head, holding the last bit of fantasy of being a woman, and murmured, "Why do you treat me so... you..."
  Even if those promises faded, they were made by him himself.
  How did it become like this.
  Xiao Hongdao slowly got up and squatted hard in front of Ming Dailan.
  He raised his hand and stroked her chin, but his tone was cold as winter, "Who made you marry Shang Zonghai? Who made you insatiable.
  I didn’t marry you thirty years ago. Why are you still wishful thinking thirty years later? Do you know that I gave up you voluntarily back then, no one persecuted me, I didn't want you. The daughter of a Pama shoemaker, no matter how beautiful you are, it is useless.
  Rather than blaming me for being cruel, think about yourself. Isn’t it the status of the ducal mansion that you value? Vanity is right, but you are too realistic. I just threw an olive branch to you, and you betrayed Shang Zonghai.
  Mingdailan, you are beautiful but worthless. Now, if you don't reflect on it, you still blame others? Why don't I think of a way out for you, and try to save Shang Zonghai while I'm still not old and waning.
  After all, he has only had you a woman in his life, and from beginning to end, he is the only person who has loved you. "
  Xiao Hongdao, never loves Ming Dailan.
  Killing is no more than nodding, but Xiao Hongdao utterly condemns him.
  His cruelty never flowed into the appearance, but took root in the heart word by word, completely disintegrating a person's beliefs from the depths.
  Ming Dailan, crazy.
   Half a lifetime of glory, half a lifetime of displacement.
The moment    was destroyed, Ming Dailan only remembered one name, Shang Zonghai.
   Once upon a time, she seemed to know someone whose last name was Shang, Zun, and the word Zonghai.
  In memory, everyone called him Lord Zun, but she called him A Zun.
  He painted for her, taught her medical skills, and named Yaotang after her.
  He is powerful and domineering, so he treats her very well.
  Later, she lost Ataru.
  ……
  In a blink of an eye, night falls.
  The cumbersome wedding was still in progress. Li Qiao accompanied Shang Zonghai to stand by the lake in the garden. The two were speechless for a long time.
  Shang Zonghai stood with his hand on his back. He held the Buddha beads in his palm, and a breeze passed by. He said: "Girl, your teacher, Dad will rescue them."
  Li Qiao looked at the silhouette of him and Shang Yu, curled her lips and smiled, "No, the teachers are safe."
   "Oh?" Shang Zonghai turned his eyes in amazement. Seeing her nodding solemnly, he couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, well done."
  Li Qiao did not explain too much, but looked back at the few figures standing behind the dim lights,
Dad, it’s cool by the lake, let’s go back.

  Shang Zonghai let out a long sigh, his tone of voice was slightly slow, "Go, don't let them wait too long."
   "Then you?"
  Shang Zonghai looked at the rippling lake surface with the breeze, and gently waved his hand,
I have something to deal with. Wei Lang and Wei Ang are nearby, so don’t worry.

  Li Qiao pursed her lips, whispered okay, then turned and left.
  After she left, Shang Zonghai stood alone by the lake, his back still upright as a pine.
  The night wind blew, he twisted the beads again, and asked in a low voice, "How is the situation over there?"
  Wei Lang walked out from behind a tree, and reported one by one:
Someone sent a letter just now that Xiao Hongdao has left the cabinet house. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao... are still near the Buddhist hall... looking for someone."
   "Who are you looking for?" Shang Zonghai squinted his eyes, his lenses reflecting the ripples of the lake.
  Wei Lang’s Adam’s apple rolled, shaking courageously and said two words, "Azun."
  Shang Zonghai shook his head calmly and coldly, "Since she is crazy, let's send her where she should go."
  Wei Lang hesitated for a few seconds, where he should go...Is it a mental hospital or an insidious mansion?
  　Wait for a long time.
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)