Meng Qiqi floated up and down in her dream. For a while, I dreamed that His Majesty the King of Hell was sitting on the dragon seat, and I dreamed that he arranged work for the underworld officials in the Liaoyang Palace. For a while, I dreamed that the phoenix was sitting on the shoulder of the black dragon watching the fireworks. Whether it is the black dragon or the king of hell, they are all familiar faces of Sheng Jiayan.
Several soul dreams, the same as you.
In the end, Meng Qiqi dreamed that Sheng Jiayan was standing outside the mourning hall of the old lady Meng, looking at her with quiet and lonely eyes: "Ameng, you really don't believe me?"
Meng Qiqi was speechless and wanted to speak, but first tears welled up in her eyes.
Sheng Jiayan stepped in step by step, he took Meng Qiqi's hand: "From now on, don't be afraid no matter what happens. I will protect you, you know?" He took the lead in walking in front of him in a calm and firm tone. Meng Qiqi followed behind him step by step, watching Sheng Jiayan's back as a high barrier, as if it could shield her from the wind and rain.
When she hesitated in her heart and wanted to take the initiative to hold Sheng Jiayan's hand, Meng suddenly woke up.
She held a blank.
Meng Qiqi stared at the curtain hanging down on the bed with her beautiful eyes, her eyes kept open until it was bright. Today is the day of Mrs. Meng's burial. Uncle Meng Zhihan has invited someone to pray for blessings, and Meng's house has also prepared a white feast.
With a haggard look on her face, Meng Eqi was properly dressed by Yan Sha, and then walked to the outer hall with Yan Sha's hand.
She has a distinguished status, and today she is going to meet foreign guests with her uncle.
Meng Eqi got up very early, and when she went, her aunt hadn't even arrived. But she saw a man standing in the outer yard from a distance, the man was standing with his back to her, with a straight back line. Meng Qiqi's footsteps stopped, and the man turned around when he heard the sound, and there was a rare sense of urgency in his eyes when he looked at Meng Qiqi.
In the end, Meng Qiqi took the initiative to step forward: "Why did General Nie come so early?"
Nie Xuanlie had been up since the third watch this morning, and at the fifth watch, he set out to the Meng Mansion and waited outside the door until the servant opened the door. He looked at Meng Qiqi and felt that she had a round body before, but in just a few days, she was drawn. Coupled with the tired look on her face, Nie Xuanlie is a person who has been infiltrated in the battlefield all the year round, and he couldn't help but be amazed by her when he saw her for the first time.
Nie Xuanlie wanted to come to see her earlier, but he lied when he confronted Meng Eqi: "Old Lady Meng did countless good deeds during his lifetime, and I also have some relationship with Meng Mansion, so I want to come and see earlier. Is there anything I can do to help you. Princess Laiyi, you… condolences."
Meng Qi nodded: "Everything has been arranged, but I would like to thank the general for his kindness."
Nie Xuanlie nodded, other than that, he couldn't find anything else to say. The two of them could only be relatively silent for a while, Nie Xuanlie resented that he had too little experience, and would not talk in front of a girl like Meng Qiqi.
On the other hand, Meng Qiqi didn't have a special look on her own. She saw that it was not good for Nie Xuanlie to stand here, so she said, "Has the general had breakfast?"
"Never." Nie Xuanlie replied almost instantly, and then he realized that he was too abrupt, and quickly added: "But not hungry, have you used it?"
Meng Qiqi gave a very light smile: "Not yet. If the general doesn't dislike the poor food in the house, he will use some together."
"Okay." Almost without thinking, Nie Xuanlie subconsciously agreed. He resented himself again. He originally came to the Meng Mansion to offer condolences, so why did he come here to eat breakfast. However, Meng Qiqi had already turned around and went into the front hall. Nie Xuanlie stood for a while, then Meng Qiqi stopped and looked back: "Why didn't the general come with you?"
Nie Xuanlie woke up like a dream and hurriedly followed.
Yan Sha looked at it from behind and felt that the scene was very subtle. Why did she feel that her sister was like an elder, but General Nie became an elder instead? ! She must have gotten up too early and fainted.
Two bowls of appetizers and a bowl of shredded chicken porridge are all Meng Qiqi's breakfast.
Nie Xuanlie looked at it but frowned: "You just eat these?" No wonder she became thinner and thinner.
Meng Eqi looked at the bland dishes and porridge with little oil and water in front of her, and looked at Nie Xuanlie suspiciously, and then she pretended to be clear, looking back and instructing Yan Sha, "Get some meat dishes for General Nie."
Nie Xuanlie's face darkened: "I didn't mean that..."
However, there was no room for him to explain any more, Yan Sha had already hurried to instruct the kitchen. After a while, a stack of dumplings, a plate of loose-fleshed goose oil rolls and two plates of golden duck meat were served.
Looking at the shiny dishes in front of him, Nie Xuanlie tried his best to hold back his tone not to be so harsh, so as not to frighten the girl: "Princess, I mean to let you eat more." Seeing that Meng Eqi was about to refuse, Nie Xuanlie had no choice but to say: "I have to return to the palace tomorrow. If the emperor is to let the emperor know that the princess does not care about food every day and loses weight, I am afraid that even if the emperor's body is not well maintained, he will force him to come to the Meng residence to have a look. ."
Her grandmother has passed away, and Meng Eqi will never let her uncle worry again. So she immediately listened to Nie Xuanlie's words, reluctantly ate a stack of dumplings and a few pieces of duck meat, and didn't use it any more.
As long as she is willing to eat, Nie Xuanlie is very satisfied. Looking at the way she was eating, Nie Xuanlie actually felt a sense of taking care of her.
Not long after the meal, the guests arrived one after another, and Nie Xuanlie turned to meet the eldest man of Meng Mansion, and Meng Qiqi sat alone in the corridor in a trance. Yan Sha came in from outside and whispered, "Sister, Second Young Master..."
"I'm done, he's no longer the second young master." Meng Qiqi replied coldly.
Yan Sha was stunned for a moment, and then changed her words embarrassingly: "Yes, the slave's name is wrong. The housekeeper, Mr. Shan, has been waiting outside the door for a long time. Without the approval of my sister, the housekeeper dare not let people go, you see... "
Meng Qiqi's heart was like being pierced by a needle, she got up and said lightly: "Please go back, there are many guests today, and I don't want to embarrass him in public."
She thought of Sheng Jiayan, and somehow tears poured out like she didn't want money. Meng Eqi hurried back to the room, trying to calm down. Yan Sha didn't keep up, she turned her head and went to send a message to the housekeeper.
As soon as Meng Qiqi entered the room, she sensitively noticed that there was someone else in the room.
She took out the dagger she carried around her waist and said, "Anyway, you are a dignified bachelor of the East Pavilion, do you still want to sneak into the girl's room?"
Sheng Jiayan walked out from behind the screen, his long and narrow eyes were as always with the wind and snow, and when he only looked at Meng Qiqi, there were a few more strands of tenderness that could melt the ice and snow. Today, as usual, he is dressed in a cloud-patterned beast, with a golden crown on his hair, and his demeanor is already incomparable to that of him when he first came to Meng Mansion.
"Irrelevant people, you are willing to have dinner with him, but you are so wary of me. Eiqi, what have I done?" Sheng Jiayan's tone was not as cold as usual, he took a step forward, and Meng Eiqi took a step back . In the end, he frowned deeply and didn't go forward at all, just stood there.
The people who are usually the most intimate can end up like this.
Sheng Jiayan knew what Meng Qiqi had misunderstood, and said, "If you are willing to listen to my explanation, don't be in a hurry."
Meng Qiqi didn't know where the anger suddenly came from in her heart, and sneered: "Okay, if you stand still and let me stab me, I will listen to your explanation."
Sheng Jiayan's breath was stagnant, so he stood calmly, his eyes were deep, and he replied a word: "Okay."
Meng Eqi was angry with him, holding the dagger and stabbing at him. She didn't move quickly, and Sheng Jiayan could dodge it completely with her skill, but Sheng Jiayan not only did not dodge, but instead held the blade tightly with his injured right hand, making Meng Qiqi stand very close to him. . The blood dripped down his fingertips in an instant, but he still held on tightly, his eyes locked on Meng Qiqi: "Are you willing to listen to my explanation now?"
Meng Qiqi didn't expect that he would bump into him like this if he didn't dodge, she immediately let go and took a few steps back: "Sheng Jiayan, you're crazy!"
Sheng Jiayan threw off the dagger in his hand, and blood dripped on the ground, but he didn't take it seriously: "I know you won't calm down and listen to me if you don't let your breath out. You really have no other choice but to compromise."
Meng Eqi knew that she was about to cry again, so she hurriedly turned around to leave, but Sheng Jiayan walked over quickly and hugged her from behind. He was so strong that Meng Eqi had a hard time breaking free.
"Don't move," Sheng Jiayan whispered in his ear to stop Meng Qiqi's struggle: "If you don't want blood to stain your clothes, don't move around."
Meng Qiqi's heart beat like thunder, as if the mother of thunder and lightning were playing drums in her body. It was the first time that she was so close to Sheng Jiayan that Meng Qiqi could even feel his breath brush the broken hair beside her ear.
Sheng Jiayan asked in a hoarse voice, "Tell me, what happened?"
Meng Qiqi resisted the trembling in her heart: "You ask me what's wrong, but I want to ask you how much you are hiding from me. My uncle took the wrong pills, did you know it long ago?"
Sheng Jiayan was silent for a moment: "Yes."
Meng Eqi took a strong breath: "You didn't suspect that A Rong killed Bai Gao, you wanted to cover him up, right?"
Sheng Jiayan's voice was much calmer than Meng Qiqilai's, and he slowly explained: "I don't mean to cover up, but there are many things involved, I..."
"That's enough!" Meng Qiqi interrupted him and broke free, only then did Sheng Jiayan realize that Meng Qiqi was already full of tears, but stubbornness and determination floated in his eyes: "Ayan, so far, you have Your choice, I will also make mine. I am considerate of you, there are many difficult things, I know that every decision you make is a careful comparison between the two. Arong has hatred from the very beginning, he is you People, you even have the same purpose. And your enemy is my dearest relative! It is destined that we should not be together from the very beginning. I do not ask you to hand over Arong to me now, he It's up to you to decide whether I live or die. It's just Ayan, do you know that if you've already made plans to hurt the people around me, then it's fine not to be alone with me, because I will not only feel uncomfortable, but even think it's cruel Is it all your guilt? I don't know, and I don't want to know now. I just ask you to allow me... Allow me to restore the peacefulness of my life. From now on, We won't have any relationship anymore."