Ye Xiudu also seemed to have thought of it, and frowned.
"No, there are still people who know. There is someone who wants to cut off your escape." Yu Qingluo said, narrowing her eyes slightly and looking at Meng Ziqian.
Meng Ziqian sighed heavily again, pursed his lips for a while, then raised his head firmly and said to Concubine Meng, "It was my father who cut off your retreat and made Meng Xin become a eunuch."
"..." Concubine Meng was stunned, Meng Zhicheng
"Nonsense!!" Her eyes suddenly became sharp and she shouted angrily at Meng Ziqian.
"Aunt, grandpa and the former patriarch still don't know that Meng Xin has become an eunuch." Meng Ziqian thought about the things his father did, and his face became a little ugly, "Grandpa did that to you, and I actually feel very sorry for it. No one knows what grandpa is like better than me. Although he values children with flower-shaped birthmarks and the Mongolian people more, my aunt is his biological daughter after all, and no matter what he does, he will not cut off your future."
"Grandpa once said that if you really like Meng Xin so much, and if Meng Xin can stand the test, then when my cousin is ten years old, he will arrange for you to fake your death and leave the palace. And in these ten years, you will be an aunt. Whatever I do for the Mongolian people, no matter what my aunt does in the future, she will never interfere again."
"But if aunt likes the life in the palace and the power of being a noble concubine. And Meng Xin can't wait for so many years, then it can only be that you are destined to be destined."
"So in the past two years, grandpa has been paying attention to my aunt's activities. Knowing that my aunt used that method to protect her innocence, and also knowing that my aunt did not harm my cousin, grandpa appreciated it very much and was willing to help. Later, in the palace, Otherwise, my aunt felt that my grandfather had hidden Meng Xin for two years. Why was he rescued so easily when my aunt went to rescue him? That’s because my grandfather deliberately let him go. "
"My grandpa also sent a letter to my aunt at the same time, explaining his ten-year plan. My aunt also replied and expressed her willingness to reach an agreement."
Concubine Meng suddenly raised her head, "No, I didn't receive any letter at all, and there was no reply at all."
Meng Ziqian smiled bitterly, "Of course aunt didn't receive it. The person grandpa trusted the most at that time was my father. The letter he sent to aunt was delivered by my father. So grandpa's letter was intercepted by my father midway. This agreement was naturally forged by my father."
"Aunt, you should know what kind of ambition my father has. But he is weak, so he can only help him by provoking aunt's anger, and only by aunt hating the Mongols and children with flower-shaped birthmarks. Originally, grandpa What they did will indeed make my aunt hate me, but I didn’t expect grandpa to have plans for a ten-year agreement. How could dad allow this to happen? "
"Sure enough, he turned Meng Xin into an eunuch and blamed grandpa, which completely angered aunt."
Yu Qingluo heard sighing frequently and couldn't help but shook her head. The three sons and daughters of the famous clan elder would actually kill each other to such an extent.
She sympathized with the Ming clan elder who was lying in bed and was still unconscious. His heart had been placed on the Mongolian people all his life, but his family had been torn apart, leading to one tragedy after another.
"Aunt probably doesn't know yet." Meng Ziqian looked at the somewhat lost Concubine Meng and said softly, "My cousin can live to this day because my father has been protecting him. He wants to keep my cousin in front of my aunt. The shaking reminds my aunt of the suffering she has suffered and her hatred, so that she can rekindle her fighting spirit every time she is almost unable to hold on any longer."
"Huh?" Yu Qingluo turned her head to look at Ye Xiudu in surprise. Meng Zhicheng...protecting Ye Xiudu
Why did she suddenly have the urge to laugh? Does Meng Zhicheng know that the chess pieces he protects will eventually make all his efforts come to nothing
Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot
Meng Ziqian also turned to look at Ye Xiudu and asked, "When my cousin came to the Mongolian people when he was four years old, although he used the method of transferring the tiger away from the mountain to avoid the persecution of the Mongolian people, he was still attacked at the gate of the Mongolian capital. Intercept and kill?"
Ye Xiudu nodded with a sullen face. At that time, all the dead soldiers who protected him along the way were killed. And in the end, he was able to save his life only when Meng Zhicheng appeared in time.
"That was done by my father. The news about my cousin being assassinated by my aunt in the palace. In fact, the dead soldiers around my cousin have been passing on the news to my grandfather, but they were all intercepted by my father. So my grandfather never knew about my cousin. How difficult the situation is, I even thought that Concubine Meng was doing her best to protect her cousin and was only waiting for the ten-year appointment."
"So my cousin brought the dead soldiers to the Mongolian tribe. My father had to kill all the dead men from the Mongolian tribe. Otherwise, those dead soldiers would personally tell grandpa what my aunt had done. Those people were silenced, and my father I also felt that my cousin was still young and didn’t understand these things, so I let my cousin return to my grandfather with peace of mind. But... my cousin was a man of few words and would not tell my grandfather about the situation in the palace at all. , some combination of circumstances made grandpa mistakenly think that my cousin was living a pretty good life."
"Auntie, do you really think that my cousin has no chance to take action when he is a Mongolian? That's because my father doesn't want to take action. Otherwise, even if my cousin eats and lives with grandpa, it will be very easy for him to be assassinated."
Concubine Meng only felt the swelling pain in her head, and something in her heart collapsed completely. She covered her head and sat on the ground, stunned.
However, Meng Ziqian's voice still sounded like a demonic voice filling his ears, low and low, "My mother knows best about my father's affairs. It is precisely because she knows too many things that she was shut down by my father... So many years.”
"Auntie, the relative you have always trusted and relied on the most is actually the biggest mastermind behind this. My father is the one who uses you to achieve his own goals. You were deceived by him."
"No..." Concubine Meng screamed, suddenly fell to the ground, and beat her head hard, "No, no, that's my brother, the only relative who is good to me, no, he won't It’s not him, it’s not him who’s going to frame me.”
Meng Ziqian pursed his lips, took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his arms, and threw it in front of her, "Then look at this, you should recognize grandpa's handwriting."
Concubine Meng trembled and went to get it, and when she saw the words written on it, it was exactly the ten-year agreement Meng Ziqian said.
The paper was yellowed, and there were burn marks on one corner, as if the paper had been snatched from the fire.
Between the lines, there is sincerity.
Concubine Meng threw the note away suddenly and burst into laughter.