What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 44 Chapter 43
Meng Keshu's eyes were bloodshot, and he stretched out his trembling hands to the bowl, but instead of eating as Li Kong expected, he slammed the bowl to the ground and smashed it into pieces between them.

"No need! When I get to the underworld, I will naturally ask myself to understand!"

Her weak body couldn't bear such violent mood swings, Meng Keshu's ears were ringing, and she felt dizzy again while lying on the bed with her eyes closed, but there was nothing to make her vomit.

The pain was so real, but it couldn't make Meng Keshu's gradually stripped perception come back. She knew that this pain would end soon, and she even began to look forward to the joy of death.

Putting Li Kong's words in front of him would definitely make Meng Keshu grab him and cry and beg to ask him to understand, but it's too late now.

Li Kong stared blankly at the fragments on the ground, in a trance, but saw Yan Weiguang's broken expression and his authority that could no longer be supported when he wanted Yan Weiguang to kill him to give him a good time.

Does the fate of the world only have a few scenes for different people to go through the motions, even if their identities and times are very different, when it is time to go on stage, the process of singing, reciting and fighting is the same, and no one can escape the cycle of reincarnation.

If the Commander-in-Chief really existed, how lazy would he be?It seems that thousands of people each have their own part of life to go, but in fact it is just the same resentment and hatred that overlap and will love and part.

At the cost of pain and ignorance, he finally got a glimpse of a corner of this ruthless cycle of reincarnation, and the spikes pierced in his flesh and blood turned into a bridge through the past and the afterlife. Only now did he see clearly the absurdity of himself in the vast world.

It seems that it is a new life from today, as if all the mysteries have been realized.Even if the libretto and the protagonist of the two identical dramas are changed, it still cannot change the core of wanting but not getting, drifting away.

The more you insist, the more obsessed you are, the more you fall into the trap of the gods, step by step you sink into the mud, but you get farther and farther away from the light, you can't hold it, you can't keep it.

But he still has to support his ridiculous dignity, and he is unwilling to bow his head and plead guilty at the end of the road, let alone admit the foolishness along the way.

The light of his love is too bright and warm, which makes this walking corpse look like a mess. He thinks that wearing gorgeous and hard armor can be loved by the light and lock the brilliance on his body.

But he was totally wrong, the more he closed himself off and despised himself, the more he pretended to be an appearance he was not familiar with, that was the way to reflect the light completely, without changing the black mud-like inside .

It's time to admit that even if he feels disgusted, he can't deny that he was once loved by Yan Weiguang in this way.

The man was dead, but after a long time, he traveled through time and understood the relief eyes of that man before he died.

Love and hate are out of the question, he only has compassion for that person and himself.

Maybe a little thanks.Yan Weiguang died, but let him understand that there is only one thing in the world, even if he burns his life, he can't force it.

If you open your palm now, will you be able to keep the sand between your fingers that keeps passing away?

"Little Moon, you shouldn't die here."

Li Kong sat on the edge of the piano platform, flicked the dusty strings with his sleeve, and played a random tune.

"The reason why I went to Nanlin was originally because of Xuan Yu's order to kill your whole family."

Meng Keshu covered her ears, but the sound of the piano was seamless, his voice like a stringed song flowed into her heart again.

The back figure by the window overlapped with the green bamboo in the half-mountain pavilion that year, but she heard the farewell in the sound of the piano.

"I was just following orders. Your family intervened in the Mingzhou bandit case. It was His Majesty's secret order. No one will be left alive."

"But I'm keeping you."

"It's just that I don't know how to keep you."

"I'm sorry for treating you harshly in the past six months, but please bear with me."

"Take care of your body, and I'll set you free."

"This time it's true, little moon."

The bamboo forest covered by clouds and mist is suddenly blown by a breeze, and the stars are sparse on a good night. The finally grown Hsinchu is bathed in the moonlight without any shelter, even if it is full of spots and old wounds.

The sound of the piano fell.

Princess Jiarou's mansion.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi..."

On the day of Shangyuan Festival, Wei Huai'en opened his eyes early and lay down next to Xiao Qi's ear to wake him up.

However, in order to spend the whole day with Wei Huai'en on his birthday, Xiao Qi was so busy the past two days that he didn't even return to the princess mansion. He just curled up next to Wei Huai'en's bed and slept for two hours before being woken up by her. Too sour to open.

"Master, it's not dawn yet..."

Xiao Qi was really sleepy, his limbs were frozen and stiff when he came back last night, and he has not fully recovered yet, and even slept soundly for the first time, without moving at all.

Ever since he knew that his sleeping posture was extremely bad, even if Wei Huai'en took him to sleep with him after he recovered from his illness, Xiao Qi never put Wei Huai'en under the same quilt again.

After speaking without hearing Wei Huai'en's response, Xiao Qi's consciousness sank heavily into the dream sea, but suddenly a soft body slipped into his arms.

"I know you're sleepy, so I can sleep with you for a while. Hey, why are your arms still cold?"

Xiao Qi didn't open his eyes, he stretched out his hand and groped behind Wei Huai'en's back to make sure that she was covered with the quilt, then rubbed her into his arms confidently and boldly.

"Well... just sleep for a while..."

I don't know if Xiao Qi learned the secret method of stealing people's energy from somewhere, or Wei Huai'en became sleepy during his recovery and couldn't change it for a while.

Or maybe it was because the temperature of the two of them was too warm, so that the two of them slept flushed and sweated a little, and slept until noon after returning to the cage.

Shui Jing was no longer surprised, and when the palace servants came to ask if they should wake up His Highness for dinner, they gave everyone a holiday and asked them to go to rest instead of going to the servants.

The palace people dispersed happily, while Shui Jing went to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and made longevity noodles.

His Highness doesn't like to eat glutinous rice balls, but because he was born on this day, he had to eat a bowl like everyone else.

But this bowl of Longevity Noodles is what she cooks for His Highness every year, because it is a craft taught to her by the Empress Dowager, so that His Highness can still taste the taste of her mother on her birthday every year.

The rest of the dishes are either warming on the stove or ready to be served on the cutting board.Xiao Qi ordered the chef to come and cook a banquet for Wei Huai'en himself.

Mingzhou Prefecture.

Meng Keshu finally went out at noon that day.

Her movements were light and did not wake Pin Yan who was taking a nap.

It was snowing in Mingzhou City, holding an umbrella, she walked slowly to the wonton stand at the entrance of the alley regardless of the weather, and said directly:
"Take me to see your master."

The man froze for a moment, then restrained his welcoming smile, and saluted solemnly:
"Madam, wait a moment, I'll let my brother hire a carriage here."

After speaking, he whistled towards the corner of the street, and someone turned around and left.

"carriage?"

Meng Keshu raised her eyebrows: "He still lives quite far away?"

Seeing Meng Keshu's appearance that he had seen through their disguise long ago, the guard posing as the stall owner no longer covered up:

"Yes, my lord is of course living in Xuan Yusi's yamen in Mingzhou, but my lord said that if my wife wants to see him, I can take my wife to the house he bought in the south of the city and inform him. The key is here. , you see."

Huang Chengcheng handed over the key, but Meng Keshu didn't answer it.

"Is that far away?"

"It's not close, Madam forgot, we are in the north of the city now, and cars and horses are not allowed to pass the long street now, so we have to take a detour."

"That's all."

Meng Keshu turned around to leave, but the guard came to his senses and urgently rescued:
"Not far, not far! Ma'am, just wait for a while, the news has spread, isn't it embarrassing for you?"

"It's not embarrassing you."

Meng Keshu's footsteps didn't stop, and the voice reached the guard's ears unhurriedly:
"Tell your master, come here to see me."

"Hey, yes, the little one knows!"

The guard nodded again and again, regardless of the wonton stall, and walked to the corner of the street with his hands in his hands to stop the brother who was leading the carriage.

"The madam said, let the adults come here to see her, and tell the adults quickly."

"Okay. Hey, big brother, tell me, don't we need to stand guard here anymore? I'm almost remembering the whole city."

"That's for sure! You'll know when you get married. As long as your daughter-in-law gives you a good face, you'll be fine!"

"it is good!"

The younger guards directly untied the horse from the cart, mounted the horse and galloped away.

Duan Wangfu.

"Qingqing, how about we take Xing'er to the street to watch lanterns today?"

This year Wei Huai'en said he was ill and did not hold a birthday banquet, and the palace also canceled the palace banquet in order to save money. It was rare for Prince Duan to be fine, so he asked about Pei Yi's evening outing during lunch.

"My lord forgot, today is also the birthday of my concubine's family."

Pei Yi glanced at Duan Wang, and felt a trace of revenge from his stunned expression.

She knew that as an orphan, she had no mother's family to rely on, let alone the power and leverage that those interested couples could use to manipulate each other.

But feelings can be manipulated. She is too familiar with the person next to her pillow, and she is the most able to disappoint his expectations quietly.

"This king is negligent."

Duan Wang pursed his lips, and suddenly found that the names between them were so unfamiliar.

He wanted to make a joke, and asked Pei Yi to call him husband softly just like before, but then he thought that it was because he forgot what day it was today, which made her sad, so she should use this name to stab him on purpose.

Once he hesitated, there would be no chance to speak again, and it would be too late to make amends.The diaphragm silently blocks the two people who were once intimate, and the cautiousness and indifference that should not appear between husband and wife have become the norm.

Watchtower hid in the corner, silently watching this good show.Even if he is not a man, he can see through the endless helplessness and hesitation in Duan Wang's eyes at a glance.

That's right, King Duan goes out to socialize every year, Pei Yi is considerate and always smiles at him.

But now she knew that even if Wang Duan was free, he never took her pain to heart. Wouldn't this turn the patience and tolerance she once thought into the sharpest sarcasm?
Wanglou recalled Pei Yi's grateful gaze this morning when she purposely scolded Pei Yi's little maid for choosing a bright color for a plain one.Knowing that now makes his heart warm.

She is very understanding.She will return the same gratitude for any care and favor.He admits that he took advantage of her family, but isn't he much better than King Duan who completely forgot about it?
Everyone had their own thoughts on the meal, and at the end of the meal, King Duan reached out to hold Pei Yi:
"Today, the king will stay with you and Xing'er at the mansion, just our family."

Wanglou saw that Pei Yi's hands were clenched, but they still spread out to interlock with Wang Duan's fingers, and the two went out together, towards Wei Anxing's house.

He gritted his teeth to calm down his jealousy, and after putting on his docile mask, he quickly followed the pair of Bi people, following him like a shadow.

　Watchtower: Oh, so angry (prick the villain).

　　Suddenly found that in my article, there are basically not a few useful dicks hahahahahahahahahahaha
　　old borderline

　　There are two more at night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)