Chapter 162 Memories ([-])

People don't offend me, I don't offend people.

If someone offends me...

He must be killed!
Meng Qingge's order was to pay one hundred rods. As for the one hundred boards, would Meng Miaoling still be alive?Or healthy or not?
It really has nothing to do with me.

Meng Chenhong pressed Chu Ye as a minister.

However, Chu Ye pushed back with the sentence that the queen is fully responsible for the affairs of the harem.

Meng Qingge is not afraid at all, everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart!

Fengqiu State has long wanted to attack Chu State, and Chu Ye has long wanted to attack Fengqiu State!
While Fengqiu was waiting for Chu to be the weakest, Chu Ye had to suppress Fengqiu before Chu was the weakest!
And Meng Qingge contributed to the flames!
Will the angry Fengqiu send troops?
Or swallow this breath?
If Fengqiu country sends troops now, it will definitely be defeated!

Meng Qingge didn't believe that they could swallow this breath, and Chu Ye didn't believe it either!
Princess Meng Miaoling of Taihe, after a hundred sticks, the skin on her back was festered and her lower body was paralyzed!

After the execution was over, there was only one last breath left to hang on.

After the examination by the imperial physician, they all shook their heads.

I'm afraid that if I can't wake up, I can only fall asleep like this.

When Meng Qingge heard the news, his hand that was writing something paused for a while, and he didn't say much.

I didn't expect Meng Miaoling to survive, but this time, she should be almost a vegetable!

Meng Qingge thought to herself.

Then he put down his pen, got up, and walked to the door.

Not far away, the tall Yuelou towers into the sky.

And Meng Qingge's thoughts also flew into the sky.

……

"I'm hungry, Sujin is hungry."

The little Meng Qingge has a round bun face, fleshy short hands and feet, like lotus root, which is kind of cute.

The thin clothes couldn't resist the cold winter at all, her face was pale, but her chubby body curled up tightly in Xiao Sujin's arms.

Xiao Sujin's complexion was also black from the cold.

But still hugging the fleshy Meng Qingge tightly.

The two kept each other warm.

"Princess hold on for a while, Sujin will go find you something to eat, princess, please be obedient and wait for me to come back obediently."

Little Sujin, obviously not much older than Meng Qingge, spoke in such a responsible tone.

"No, don't go, they want to beat me, don't leave me alone, woo woo woo...Sujin, Sujin don't go."

Xiao Qingge was crying, crying hoarsely, tears streaming down her face, but she refused to let Su Jin go.

Xiao Sujin quickly covered Xiao Qingge's mouth, trembling all over, and looked out of the chaimen warily.

However, it was too late.

The dilapidated and leaky door was kicked open with a bang.

A group of children who seemed to be about the same age as Xiao Qingge, and some even younger than her, rushed in with the maids and eunuchs.

"Why are you crying? I'm so noisy to the princess, brother Chenhong, look, they are so dirty."

The young Meng Miaoling pulled Meng Chenhong's sleeve, and hid behind Meng Chenhong in disgust.

Others followed suit.

They were dressed in brocade robes and fox furs, and they didn't feel cold at all in this winter.

But the cold wind, mixed with snow like goose feathers, blew directly from the door.

The faces of Xiao Qingge and Xiao Sujin were livid.

"Isn't this ugly monster hungry? Who brought food?"

The young Meng Chenhong's smile was bloodthirsty.

"I have it here, I have it here, brother Chenhong, look, this is the centipede I asked for from the imperial hospital, there is also a little snake, and this, look at the toad! Although they are all dead, the imperial doctor said that there are all of them. What about medicinal value?"

(End of this chapter)

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