Unprepared, Meng Eqi fell into the water and panicked, choking twice. She hurriedly stood up from the water, but Sheng Jiayan had already jumped in together, Sheng Jiayan was still wrapped in a thin shirt, although she was already soaked at this time, revealing her healthy upper body.
Meng Qiqi's long hair floated around her body like algae, undulating back and forth with the surging water waves. The water in the pool was a little deep, not over the chest, but below the collarbone. But the fluctuation of the running water was so great that Meng Eqi even felt that the water would choke into his mouth if he was not careful. So she stood on tiptoe in the water with difficulty. Meng Qiqi was afraid that Sheng Jiayan would toss her in the water, so she stretched her arms and fluttered, trying to row to the shore of the pond.
The white and tender skin was soaked in the hot spring bead soup with a soft light, which contrasted with her cascading black hair.
Her water is not good, and the fluttering half is still floating in the middle of the pool, unable to touch the shore.
Sheng Jiayan laughed twice when he saw it, stepped over and lightly hooked her into his arms, his hands became dishonest.
Because of such an intimate gesture, Meng Qiqi bowed slightly, unable to stand in the water, so she simply hung on Sheng Jiayan's body.
His eyes deepened, he bent down and kissed her, and finally took a bite as if venting, Meng Qiqi let out a soft whimper in pain.
Meng Qiqi wanted to let go, but she slipped into the water. Sheng Jiayan carried her to the pool, and Meng Qiqi's toes couldn't touch the bottom, so she could only hug his neck obediently.
Meng Qiqi was suffocated by the heat of the hot spring, and his limbs were weak, and he lay limply on Sheng Jiayan's shoulders.
"Qiqi..." He sighed and asked softly in Meng Qiqi's ear, "Is it alright?"
Meng Eqi didn't respond to him, and swallowed nervously.
In the end, Sheng Jiayan walked to the shore with her hand in his hand, and when he got out of the hot spring, he hugged her and turned into the sleeping pavilion inside the screen.
"You won't regret it later!"
Sheng Jiayan felt amused: "How can I regret it?"
Meng Eqi pursed his lips, but in the end he didn't come out.
Anyway, you are willing to do so. When you return to the underworld, the noble and indifferent His Majesty the King of Hell should not trouble her! This is what he gave of his own free will! She was only forced to!
Although... She is a little bit wanting to try.
Sheng Jiayan pulled the curtain, and the bright indoor light was projected on the tent, and together they were caught in the candlelight on the table.
…
In the Marquis of Changxin mansion, everyone was having a good time, and the guests were laughing constantly. The only thing that's not quite right is-
The host who initiated this banquet is not there.
The Marquis of Changxin didn't know what to do, so he even let the son of the Yao family stay here with Saburo from the Meng family to take care of the aftermath, and then he disappeared without a trace. Those officials who wanted to take the opportunity to flatter him at his birthday banquet had nothing to do, and everyone could not complain because of his great power. After having fun, they all dispersed.
Everyone was almost gone. Yao Xin, holding a glass of wine, sat alone under the moonlit porch, looking up at the cold moonlight beside him, drinking and entertaining himself.
There were footsteps approaching beside him, Yao Xin looked back, Nie Xuanlie was walking towards him, followed by Xie Yaohua. At this time, Xie Yaohua's face had a trace of unease, she followed Nie Xuanlie closely, and did not forget to float to Yao Xin with pleading eyes.
Yao Xin smiled knowingly, lowered his head and drank all the wine in his hand.
"Young Master Yao has worked hard. I came here this time, firstly to congratulate Changxin Hou, and secondly to..." He took out a piece of beautiful jade from his bosom and handed it to Yao Xin, "Return to the original owner."
Yao Xin lowered his eyes, a piece of high-quality suet white jade was carved into the appearance of a jade pendant, and it was lying quietly in Nie Xuanlie's palm, illuminated by the moonlight like a radiant brilliance.
It is indeed Sheng Jiayan's favorite thing before, and he always wears it close to his body. How did it get to Nie Xuanlie
Yao Xin reached out and took it, saying for Sheng Jiayan, "Thank you, General Nie."
Nie Xuanlie lost a lot of weight, and his face was even colder at this time. His tone was a little desolate: "When Princess Laiyi was still there, I should have given it to her. It's just that there were always doubts in my heart at that time, so It was detained privately. Now there is no chance to hand it over to her, the person has passed away, so I can only let this jade pendant go back to the person it should return to."
Yao Xin held the Pixiu jade pendant and raised his eyebrows slightly. He opened his mouth, and Xie Yaohua on the side tightened his handkerchief, looking very nervous.
Yao Xin thought it was ridiculous, but he didn't say that Meng Qiqi was still alive, he only said: "This jade pendant of Pixiu seems to have been carved by Princess Yi for Marquis Changxin, and now it is back in Marquis Changxin's hands, it is not the wrong owner. If Princess Laiyi knew about it, she would be relieved."
After Xie Yaohua heard this, he was obviously relieved.
Nie Xuanlie was crying and laughing a little, bowed his head, and said very lonely: "Sometimes what I thought I was holding in my hand turned out to be my life. That's all."
He clenched his fists and said goodbye to Yao Xin.
Yao Xin bowed slightly, and the two said goodbye.
Xie Yaohua followed Nie Xuanlie and took a few steps. She looked back at Yao Xin, who was looking at her with a smile. Xie Yaohua's eyes flashed with coldness, and the color reflected by the beads on his head was even colder.
She turned her head and followed Nie Xuanlie away.
Yao Xin felt a little uneasy at the sight of her. Although he didn't show it on the face, he always felt that this Princess Yongning's eyes were extremely dangerous. Yao Xin is very clear that when a person can't get what he wants, there will be many terrible methods.
Betrayal is what they often do.
For example, Fang Yansui, who had abandoned them, may now be on his way back to Jin.
Yao Xin immediately summoned his cronies and instructed carefully: "According to the appearance of this Pixiu jade pendant, find a jade craftsman to make an identical one. Don't let anyone find out about this, go."
The cronies took the jade pendant and immediately flew into the dark night.
Yao Xin squinted his eyes, looked up at Xuan Yue, who was distant and cold, and raised the wine cup in his hand.
That night, Meng Qiqi only felt like a swaying boat, so she could only cling to Sheng Jiayan tightly and go up and down with him. She didn't know when Sheng Jiayan was tossing her, only vaguely remembered that she heard the crowing of cocks outside. Sheng Jiayan was still in high spirits, and took her hand to look at her beautiful jade white body.
In the end, Meng Qiqi first fell asleep, and when she was drowsy the next day, she vaguely heard Sheng Jiayan's voice with a thin anger.
"I didn't tell him not to act rashly."
Meng Eqi put on her clothes, got up, walked behind the screen, and looked from the inside out.
Only a person who looked like a guard could be seen kneeling in front of Sheng Jiayan, he was wearing a black robe, as if he had just got up.
The guard said: "My subordinates failed to stop the third highness, please ask the Marquis to convict."
Sheng Jiayan just wanted something, but suddenly caught Meng Qiqi's gaze. He waved his hand and motioned for the guards to step back first. After walking to the screen, he slapped Meng Eqi into his arms and placed him on the couch. The sullen expression on his face disappeared, but instead he smiled and teased: "You have been begging for mercy like that last night, and you can still stay here today. It seems that you begged for mercy last night. Are they all dressed up?"
Meng Qiqi pouted and asked, "What were you guys doing just now? What happened to Xie Yuan?"
Sheng Jiayan's smile faded by two points, and he stroked Meng Qiqi's hair: "Qiqi, I have to go back to Beijing to deal with something important. I'll send someone to take you back to Zuiqinghou first, there. After that, no matter what happens, don't come out and wait for me to pick you up in Zui Qing Hou, okay?"
He rarely had such an expression. Meng Qiqi guessed that the conflict between Xie Yuan and Xie Yin had deepened again, and the problem was so serious that he had to deal with it in person. So Meng Eqi nodded and readily agreed.
Sheng Jiayan finally gave her a nostalgic kiss, and immediately got up and dressed and left.
After he left, Meng Eqi felt that her legs were sore and even a little sticky. She had no choice but to climb into the hot spring to clean herself up, and waited until her hair was dry and her clothes were finished before she walked out with grief.
There was a carriage pulled by a jujube red horse parked outside the inn, and four guards stood around, and when they saw Meng Qiqi coming out, they all bowed their heads. One of the guards opened the curtain for Meng Eqi, Meng Eqi got in, and the carriage swayed into the capital.
After entering the capital, Meng Eqi suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The number of soldiers patrolling the city has increased, and the number of vendors who set up stalls has also decreased. Even the pedestrians on the street are hurrying with their heads lowered. The atmosphere is heavy and not as lively as before.
Meng Qiqi returned to Zuiqinghou with such doubts, and Sang Niang immediately greeted her: "Dumb Niang, you..."
After thinking for a while, she couldn't think of any words of praise, she could only shake the veil: "You are rich!"
In the middle of Zui Qinghou's lobby, things carried by Changxinhou's mansion were already placed, which were given to Zui Qinghou by Sheng Jiayan.