"What!?" Meng Eqi was surprised and then figured it out. The person who attacked her fled, and since that person found Meng Eqi squatting there, it proved that she had guessed the rumor that the Taoist priest had leaked, and it was certain that she would turn around and kill her. It's a pity that Meng Qiqi was careless, so he lost a chance to catch the thief. However, a flash of light flashed in her mind: "How did this Taoist enter the palace?"
Nie Xuanlie's expression was stern, he stared at Meng Qiqi for a while, as if hesitating whether to open his mouth, and finally said: "It was Cheng Zhaoyi's recommendation to enter the palace, so I also temporarily controlled Cheng Zhaoyi. Investigated and asked, she didn't go out of the palace that night." Nie Xuanlie recalled Cheng Zhaoyi's weak face, which was full of innocence and fear, as if he was at a loss for the catastrophe that was suddenly veiled. No matter what, he wouldn't associate this paper-like beauty with the athletic woman that night.
But he had another guess. He looked at Meng Qiqi's astonishing face, she was frowning and thinking, Nie Xuanlie shouldn't have bothered with such nostalgia, but he still managed to say: "Laiyi, I think this The matter is related to Sheng Jiayan."
Sheng Jiayan! ? Meng Eqi was really surprised this time: "What does it have to do with him? He is now far away from the capital."
Nie Xuanjie didn't know what kind of evidence he should present to prove his conjecture. The Pixiu jade pendant was hidden in his sleeve, but he still didn't give it out. He just said to Meng Qiqi, "I'm just guessing. But you My second brother is not a simple person, you must pay attention."
What is the reason for this? Sheng Jiayan is not simple, Meng Qiqi knew it thousands of years ago! Hmph, how could His Majesty the King of Hell be an easy-to-understand man. So Meng Eqi didn't take it seriously at all: "Don't worry, my second brother is not very talkative, but a very talented person, he won't be what you think, not to mention that he and Cheng Zhaoyi will have a relationship. What's the matter?"
Even so, at the moment when the muffled thunder exploded outside, Meng Qiqi suddenly thought of a person.
Arong.
He didn't go out with Sheng Jiayan this time. When Sheng Jiayan wanted to take him with him, he avoided his discomfort. But A Rong's deeds were secretive and his goals were impure. Meng Qiqi knew that hatred had always been hidden in his heart. Could the fake Taoist thing have anything to do with him? But if he really did it, how did he get on the line of Cheng Zhaoyi
Meng Eqi felt that there were many mysteries. Cheng Zhaoyi was very suspicious. Meng Qiqi asked Nie Xuanlie to take good care of her, and she would be released after she found enough evidence to prove Cheng Zhaoyi's innocence.
Meng Qiqi decided to go back to Meng's house tomorrow and examine this Arong carefully.
If A Rong is really a ghost, Meng Eqi will be killed soon! So that this Arong will not implicate Sheng Jiayan in the future.
Although she still had a thought in her mind, although she had suppressed it many times, as the situation became more and more serious, she had to think about it again.
All this... Does Sheng Jiayan know about it or not...
In the evening, pouring rain came.
The old lady Meng relapsed, lying on the bed, looking extremely weak.
Madam Xu served her and drank the soup and medicine, and tucked the quilt for Old Lady Meng, and then instructed the maids below: "Old Lady sleeps lightly, when you are guarding outside, move lightly."
The maids should be, so Madam Xu also went down to rest.
The old lady Meng knew that her body was not very well. She was half asleep, feeling like a fire was burning in her internal organs, and her head was aching. She couldn't help but open her eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Chun'er..."
No one answered her outside, maybe the maids were all asleep, or maybe her voice was too loud, and after waiting for a long time, no maid came in at the door.
Madam Meng couldn't, she just wanted to sit up and pour water. However, just as she sat up, a dark shadow suddenly flashed across the room. She was so frightened that she panicked: "Who?"
The room was gray and dark. After the old lady fell ill, she slept very lightly, and the sound and light made her sleep uneasy, so there was no light in the room. Her eyes were not good, and by the moonlight, she tried to look at every part of the house.
The window coffin was opened at some point, and the night wind blew in the rain, causing the curtain to swing.
Just behind the curtain near the window, a figure slowly walked out.
"You... Who are you?" After all, Mrs. Meng came from a family. She was only flustered for a while, and gradually stabilized her mind.
A Rong walked from the dark place to the place with shimmering light, and he smiled coldly: "Mrs. Meng, are you in good health?"
I don't know what the other party wanted, but the expression was really not good, the old lady Meng pretended to be calm: "I remember that you were with Yan Ge'er, why did you appear in my room? It must be rainy at night, Lost your eyes and admit the wrong way? If you leave now, I won't call anyone."
A Rong laughed twice: "Old Madam, you misunderstood. I came here specially to find you, and I have bad news to tell you."
"What is it?" Madam Meng was still very vigilant.
A Rong said slowly, "The eldest granddaughter is married, the second granddaughter is in the house, and the third granddaughter is your heart's favorite. But you have forgotten your granddaughter Meng Yizhen? When you are laughing and laughing, you are not sure. She is in a desolate grave."
Old Taijun Meng frowned: "What are you? Sister Zhen... Didn't she get sent by the emperor to the temple to repent?"
A Rong sneered: "Do you really believe such an outrageous excuse? At that time, Concubine Yi was aggressive, and it was obvious that news of Meng Yizhen's unbearable suicide had spread to Meng Mansion, but you turned a deaf ear and only listened to Princess Laiyi's lies. In fact—"
There was a thunderstorm outside, and A Rong's tone was cold and sinister: "Meng Yizhen died a long time ago, they are hiding it from you."
The old lady Meng was stunned and heartbroken. His body trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down the ravines on his face: "How come? Sister Zhen is already dead?"
She thought again that her third son and third daughter-in-law had been looking very wrong for so long, and the two husbands and wife were depressed and bored at the same time. She thought it was because they were worried about their daughter in the temple. Originally, Mrs. Meng planned to wait for this autumn, so she personally went to the palace and begged the empress and asked them to let Meng Yizhen go home.
It turned out that they were already separated!
Even though Mrs. Meng was sad, she knew that A Rong had told her this matter, and she must be uneasy and kind. The visitor was not good, so Mrs. Meng forced herself to get out of bed: "Someone... come here..."
A Rong sneered: "Old Madam, stop shouting. No one will come if you shout again. They are worried that they will disturb you to rest and hide away. Besides, even if they come, do you think that the second young master is here now? Would anyone blame me for telling you about the status of the Meng Mansion?" A Rong approached the old lady Meng: "Second Young Master is in his prime now, don't forget it. What's more, Third Sister believes in him so much. , you are of no use."
Sheng Jiayan... Sheng Jiayan? The old lady Meng really couldn't believe that the young man, who was usually very respectful in front of him, had hidden evil intentions, Arong was his confidant, and Sheng Jiayan was thinking about Meng Mansion!
Although Sheng Jiayan was a sinner, but because Meng Qiqi liked it, the old lady Meng also took care of him and cultivated him. Seeing Sheng Jiayan becoming more and more powerful, she was of course happy, but what she was most worried about happened, Sheng Jiayan really had other plans in mind.
He was still able to ask the old lady Meng to marry Meng Qiqi a few days ago.
The old lady Meng had ten thousand fears in her heart. She wanted to call someone in to arrest A Rong. But she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, and she was dizzy. She habitually wanted to support A Rong, but A Rong took a step back and watched Old Lady Meng fall heavily to the ground.
The old lady Meng had fallen into confusion, and thick blood flowed out from the back of her head. Seeing her like this, A Rong sneered, turned around and walked out of the coffin again.
Until early morning, when Madam Xu came in with the medicine, she found that Mrs. Meng was lying on the ground, her face was bloodless, and her eyes were tightly closed. Madam Xu was terrified. The medicine bowl fell to the ground and shattered. She was so scared that her hands and feet became cold, and her voice changed.
Where they couldn't see, there were ox-headed and horse-faced squatting on the beams, and they were holding soul ropes in their hands.
The two looked at each other awkwardly.
"The soul of this old Meng family was collected as early as the third watch, and now we have kept it until the fifth watch. Your Majesty will not punish us when he knows?"
Ma Mian sighed: "What can we do? This old woman is obviously hanging in one breath, presumably she wants to see Sister Meng for the last time. Let's wait, if His Majesty punishes us, I will admit it."
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Meng Eqi slept until early morning before waking up when it was raining a lot outside. Meng Eqi still had urgent matters in her heart, and wanted to get back to Meng Mansion as soon as possible, and for some reason, her eyelids were twitching wildly, and her heart was also uneasy. Rejecting Nie Xuanlie's kindness to send her back, Meng Eqi climbed into the carriage of Meng Mansion and swayed home.
Just arrived at the gate of the mansion, the housekeeper stumbled over: "Third sister, it's not good, something happened to the old lady!"
Meng Qiqi jumped in almost as if flying, and met Yansha who was driven out. She couldn't help but burst into tears: "Sister, hurry up, the old lady is not doing well."
There was unprecedented chaos in the mansion. The eldest man and the eldest lady were guarding the door of the old lady. When Meng Eqi rushed over, Lang Zhong had just left not long ago. She saw many maids going in and out of Mrs. Meng's room, holding hot water and ginseng soup in her hands. When Madam Xu saw her, she hurriedly said, "You can't feed the ginseng soup at all, what should you do?"
The eldest lady sat in the outer hall crying non-stop, and said in a low voice: "Just now, the old lady is dead, let's prepare for the funeral."
Meng Qiqi was anxious: "What's going on with grandma, she was fine before I left!"
Mrs. Xu Shimeng heard Meng Qiqi's voice and said in a low voice, "Is Qiqi back? Let her in, grandma wants something..."