Meng Eqi fell into a drowsy sleep, and his dreams overlapped and changed.
In the blink of an eye, she returned to the time when she had just been brought to the palace. She had just experienced the nightmare of being slaughtered by her entire clan. Except when Sheng Jiayan was around, she basically didn't even speak.
At that time, Sheng Jiayan was not yet the regent, and there were many palace people in the prince's mansion where he lived, and there were too many rules to abide by.
At that time, she timidly looked at Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng, who were the same age as her. Mo Chunfeng's eyebrows had not yet opened, and there were a few traces of flirtation, but Xiang Dingchen still looked honest and honest.
"Don't be afraid!" Mo Chunfeng took the initiative to pull Meng Qiqi's hand, Meng Qiqi ducked in fear, but he insisted on pulling him up: "If anyone bullies you in the future, we will ask the big guy to sit and kill him!"
"Yes!" Xiang Dingchen echoed: "I will kill him by sitting! Not only will I kill him, but I will also sit up and twist my butt for him to smash!"
He stopped, really pretended to squat in the air and twisted his ass.
This move finally made Meng Eqi laugh. She had a bitter face for days, and Mo Xiang was relieved to see this.
"Don't be afraid—" Xiang Dingchen said seriously: "We are both unrelated and for no reason. I will be your brother when I come here. I swear to Dingchen that no matter what happens from now on, I will first promise Qiqi. safety!"
"Me too!" Mo Chunfeng came over and raised three fingers like Xiang Dingchen did: "No matter what time, I will never let Qiqi suffer any grievances." At the end he remembered something and muttered: "But You are not allowed to call my brother..."
"Call him sister."
"You fool, I'm afraid you're looking for another fight!" Mo Chunfeng took out Lingluo from his waist and attacked Dingchen, and Xiang Dingchen retreated again and again.
Meng Eqi looked at them in the heat of the fight, and her heart finally loosened a little.
Since then, Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng are the two of them, and whenever Meng Qiqi is wronged or punished, the two of them are always the first to stand up.
At that time, there was an old lady in the palace who was sent to take care of Sheng Jiayan, and she was a very bad-tempered person. She manages the daily life of Meng Eqi, Mo Chunfeng and Xiang Dingchen.
"I, you Meng Eqi, why didn't you eat your rice bowls cleanly today?" After Sheng Jiayan entered the palace, the mammy attacked again. They put their hands on their waists, and scolded Meng Eqi's forehead.
Mo Chunfeng took advantage of the situation to drag Meng Eqi behind him, and Xiang Dingchen quickly picked up the uneaten bowl and shoved the last few grains of rice into his mouth with his hands, and then pouted his mouth in a serious manner to stand in front of Meng Eqi.
"Mammy," Meng Eqi stuck out a head and said, "I can't finish it, it's too much."
"Ouch—" Wang mama raised her voice: "Why are you so precious, do you know how many people are hungry outside, how many people can rob their heads for this grain of rice, you are still picking and choosing here. I really haven't had a hard time, I don't know how expensive the rice is! It's an old rule, stretch out your hand, just how many grains of rice are left?"
"Twelve." Xiang Dingchen answered honestly, and was stomped on the instep by Mo Chunfeng.
"Then I'll hit twelve now, why don't you stretch out your hand?" Wang Momo raised her eyebrows and took out a ruler from the back of her waist.
Madam Wang was sent by the queen, and Meng Eqi and the others did not dare to offend, for fear that Sheng Jiayan would be scolded by the queen because of it. So Meng Eqi reached out her hand obediently, and Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng stood on either side of her.
"What?" Mammy Wang tightened her mouth a little funny when she saw this: "Are the three of you going to be punished together for the sake of loyalty?"
Xiang Dingchen stood up straight and motionless, Mo Chunfeng snorted: "Mummy, fight quickly, otherwise we won't have time to practice swords for a while."
"You can count yourselves." Mammy Wang walked in front of Mo Chunfeng and slammed down with a ruler, only to hear a 'smack', a red mark appeared in Mo Chunfeng's palm, and he didn't cry out in pain. , just counting: "One!"
Madam Wang came to Meng Eqi, and also struck down hard, Meng Eqi shouted like a mosquito: "Two..."
Mammy came to Xiang Dingchen, and before he could fight, Xiang Dingchen shouted, "Three!"
"What are you shouting! Killing pigs, I haven't done it yet!" Mammy Wang rolled her eyes at him and hit him hard.
The three of them beat each other in turn, until Mama Wang walked up to Mo Chunfeng and beat him with a ruler. Mo Chunfeng should have called nine, but suddenly said, "Twelve!"
At the same time, he ran away in a hurry, Xiang Dingchen carried Meng Qiqi on his shoulders and ran away.
The martial arts practitioners were quick, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Momo left behind.
The three of them ran in front of them, laughing and running, and behind them was Madam Wang's frantic voice: "Well, you Mozi, you dare to cheat and play tricks for me, let's see if I catch you and don't kill you!"
"Mammy, save this penalty and go back and fight again, we'll be angry if we don't practice swords anymore!"
Meng Qiqi was beaten on Xiang Dingchen's back, only to feel that his body was as hard as iron for his age. She was carrying the laughing flower branch on her back and trembled, and after a while, she choked and coughed violently.
Mo Chunfeng stopped and slapped Dingchen twice: "I'm holding her down! Put her down quickly, you fool!"
Meng Eqi was placed on the ground by Xiang Dingchen, and she took care of herself. The three of them looked at each other and laughed slyly.
"From now on, the three of us—"
"Blessed to share-"
"It's hard to be the same!"
In the dream, Meng Qiqi's more than ten years of life were played over and over again like watching flowers on a horse, and the important moments in her life rolled through her mind in turn.
The last fragment of the dream was the scene where the coat that was draped over Xiang Dingchen was hanging on the cliff.
She woke up from a startled sitting, and the sound of rainstorm beating on the eaves was still heard outside. The burning in her eyes has gradually subsided, but she still can't see anything.
"you're awake?"
Before she could speak to Lin Jingxing, such a gloomy voice suddenly sounded in her ears. The sound suddenly entered Meng Qiqi's ears like a snake, causing a chill in her.
She frowned, looking for the direction of the voice. The sound of the rainstorm filled her eardrums. Among the thousands of sounds, Meng Qiqi's auricle moved slightly. She pointed in the direction of the person who was speaking and said coldly, "Who are you?"
The man didn't say anything, but he applauded first, and he smiled: "Qiqi, after all, it's me who sees you. It turns out that even if you are blind, you can still detect where I am. It can't be called blind. I really love you more and more and more and more."
"Zixi, it's you!?" Meng Qiqi was surprised, she got goosebumps by Wei Zixi's tone. In her memory, Wei Zixi didn't feel like this.
"You finally noticed me?" He seemed to come to Meng Qiqi, and Meng Qiqi couldn't help but take a step back.
Wei Zixi clicked his tongue twice, and reached out and grabbed Meng Qiqi's wrist: "It's been so long, how dare you avoid me like this, do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment, and how long I've been planning?"
"You did all of this?!" Meng Qiqi threw his hand away and was forced to retreat to the corner: "Are you with the group outside?"
"It's natural. Without my guidance, they wouldn't be able to find this bamboo building." Wei Zixi stretched out a finger and stroked Meng Qiqi's icy cheek. He was originally a gentle man, but at the moment he looked very sinister and terrifying. .
"Wei Zixi, you not only betrayed the prince, but also betrayed your father! It's too late for you to stop now, or wait for Sheng Jiayan to come..."
"Do you think he's still here?" Wei Zixi interrupted Meng Qiqi impatiently: "The Kingdom of Chu attacked the city, and King Xiang rebelled. At this time of internal and external troubles, do you think he's still here?"
He stroked Meng Qiqi's well-shaped lips with an obsessive look in his eyes: "Or, even if he wants to come, the distance from Yangzhou to the capital will come and go, and it will take one night at the fastest. I have taken care of it long ago, and when he comes, he will catch the turtle in the urn, and he will die faster."
Meng Qiqi wanted to slap him in the face, but found that her limbs were weak and weak. Her slap was stopped by Wei Zixi, Meng Qiqi hurriedly cursed: "You are crazy! Father, as his trusted subordinate, can't escape his death after the prince's death!"
Wei Zixi sniffed Meng Qiqi's hair deeply and carefully: "It can only be that he voted for the wrong master. I was a father and son at home with him, and now it's just an antagonistic relationship. If that's the case, what does his life or death have to do with me!" He took Meng Qiqi's finger: "I can't believe that I can be so close to you one day, I have only seen such intimacy in my dreams. You know what Qiqi, whenever I look at you and Sheng Jiayan So intimate, I just hate that I can't break his neck with my own hands."
Meng Qiqi felt nauseous for a while, and pushed him away with all her strength: "Beast!"
She tried desperately to use her consciousness, but she couldn't concentrate because she couldn't see anything, and everything she did was in vain.
The more she struggled like this, the more satisfied Wei Zixi became. He also very much hoped to see how Meng Eqi, who was usually aloof and rejected thousands of miles away, carried on under him. He wanted to see how Sheng Jiayan would be furious when he knew that Meng Qiqi was already his, but there was nothing he could do.
But before he could touch Meng Eqi's clothes, his leg suddenly suffered severe pain.
Lin Jingxing, whose hands and feet were bound, came to Wei Zixi's back at some point, but he bit his leg fiercely and did not let go.
"I don't know what to do!" Wei Zixi's eyes filled with anger, and he kicked Lin Jingxing away.
Lin Jingxing fell to the side with a cry of pain. Meng Qiqi heard the sound, and she went around looking for it in panic: "Jing Xing, is that you? Wei Zixi, what have you done to him!"
In order to vent his anger, Wei Zixi kicked Lin Jingxing's stomach one after another, and couldn't stop scolding: "It used to be bad for me, and now it is, it seems that you are really tired of living. Anyway, I will send you now. Go see the King of Hell!"
He stopped, turned back and picked up the low stool beside him, and smashed it hard on Lin Jingxing's head.
However, Lin Jingxing did not come out with a cry of pain, instead he shouted in a crying voice: "Father!"
As soon as Lin Gaoshan woke up, he saw that Wei Zixi was going to crush his son to death. Without thinking, he rushed over to block it. After that, he didn't say a word, and slid down softly.