Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Since Meng Yuqi gave a generous speech in front of the Minister Squire, although not helpful, at least her reputation in the local area has finally increased.

Sheng Jiayan maintains a wait-and-see attitude towards Meng Eju's inadvertently adopting Jing Fan as a matter of use, but Meng Eya always knows from the scrutiny that he accidentally revealed in his eyes that Sheng Jiayan does not trust Jing Fan.

On the day they left Guanguanyuan, Jing Fan returned to Beijing with Meng Eqi, so he took all his belongings.

"..." Meng Yuqi looked at Jing Fan's so-called "all possessions", which was actually a boy about seven or eight years old.

Jing Fan calmly met the eyes of Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi and introduced: "Your Majesty, Niang, this is my apprentice, Jing He."

The boy was not afraid, but generously bowed to Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan.

Meng Hao looked at the boy for a few moments and smiled, "When you first met your master, he would not worship the ineffective emperor. Since I do nothing, you and your master are in the same school. Why would you be willing to salute me?" "

Jing He raised a beautiful face and said, "It's true, but Master taught me last night that he can't live with the Master. His Majesty is our Master, and we naturally want to persuade the first gift."

Meng Haoqi supported the amount: "Your Master is afraid not to let you live with money."

Jing He seemed to have been exposed as a lie, and bowed his head awkwardly. But Jing Fan smirked twice with thick skin.

Meng Eqin let the poor God take them down and took the carriage to prepare for departure. Before leaving, Meng Eqin looked at Sheng Jiayan for a while, and suddenly said: "Ayan, I think you are a bit like him."

"You Jingfan?"

Meng luxe shook his head: "Jing He, that kid."

Sheng Jiayan snorted coldly and didn't seem to approve of Meng's words.

Meng Haoqi gathered a serious book in the past: "I am more familiar with his eyes, a bit like you of the second generation. Full of hatred and deep hidden thoughts."

If Meng Yuqi is right, Jing He is very likely to be Wang Taishou's child. Even if Jinghe is a deep-hearted person, he is still a child. He just inadvertently looked at Sheng Jiayan's eyes, and a flash of intense hatred came out. As a result, the fire in Wang Taishou's mansion was indeed related to Meng Yong.

But of course she didn't worry much. Anyway, Meng Yong is now Sheng Jiayan, and there are any dangers that Sheng Jiayan can solve.

After returning to the capital, Meng Eqi, who had a whim, turned over her dowry piled up in Meng Yong's Fengyi Palace. In this pile of gold and silver jewelry, Meng Eqi found a very important thing.

Meng Yong's diary.

There may be no merits for Meng Yong, but she actually has a record habit, which is undoubtedly to let Meng Wanqi know her better. Even though Meng Yong has read the records of his life before coming, but behind the cold text narration on the paper, there must be countless unknown emotional changes.

Carrying Sheng Jiayan with her back, Sheng Mengyan grabbed her diary in her hand, and hung her heart against the wall to find a place to take a good look. On the way, she avoided the guards and eunuchs and hid in the latrine.

Li Yushu happened to see it around the corner and was helpless by Princess Zhao Luan. He wanted to divert the Princess' attention and quickly shouted, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Where are you going!"

Meng Haohe heard his voice tremble and turned back to see Zhao Luan hugged Li Yushu's neck tightly. She shook her head with emotion: "The queen's cousin is also really blessed."

However, she closed the door of the latrine tightly.

Of course Zhao Luan also saw Meng Eqi, but now she was all focused on Li Yushu. She hugged Li Yushu's neck and shook her coquettishly: "You call Brother Huang to do something, he has to be respectful, we do not disturb him. You still have Didn’t go against other people’s poems, would you like to go to my palace?"

Meng Eqiu put Li Yushu's life and death out of her mind, and she squatting in the latrine silently opened Meng Yong's diary. She just opened the first page and suddenly remembered something. She closed her eyes and silently said: "Meng Yong, don't blame me. I want to help you solve your problem. Don't complain about my voyeur. I am also for you."

The first page of the diary opened, I didn't expect Meng Yong to look weak, but the note was so simple and rude to write: Zhou Xing left the first, miss him.

Meng Yuqi is in doubt, is this the record after Meng Yong married Zhou Xing?

The second page: Zhou Xing left the second, thinking he missed him.

Page three: Zhou Xing left the third, thinking of him thinking of him.

Turning to the tenth page, Meng Yuqi finally moved to this dizzying and hot love and was dizzy and soft, thank you, the eleventh week finally came back! Meng Yong finally stopped this magical thought.

She continued reading, page 11: Zhou Xing came back, but he went back without even looking at me.

Pages 12 to 30 are all Meng Yong's various compliments of Zhou Xing and his grudge against him. Meng Yongqin couldn't help but slap, Meng Yong gave the impression that he was so weak that he couldn't withstand a blow, even when there was such a frenzy in his heart?

Turning down again, the diary was suddenly blank, and there were no records for several pages. Some of them were only dotted ink. It seemed that Meng Yong wanted to write something, but didn't know how to write, so he paused there.

However, when Meng Eqi turned a few pages back, she actually found an alarming secret.

On one page of the diary, Meng Yong hurriedly wrote in extremely scribbled handwriting: I discovered Zhou Xing's secret.

She soon changed the line again: If he knew, I might die.

Soon another line was changed: it is also possible that from now on we will live happily together.

The diary stopped here, and Meng Yong has no record.

Meng Haoqi closed the book in a complicated mood and sat deep on the bucket of deep contemplation.

According to the current situation of Meng Yong and Zhou Xing, obviously there is no happy life together.

So what is this weekly secret?

With this question, Meng Wanqi was still thinking about the matter when she was lying on the bed with Sheng Jiayan at night. Until he found that Sheng Jiayan's mood did not seem to be very good, he kept his lips closed and closed his eyes.

"Ayan, are you upset?"

Sheng Jiayan uttered a "huh" from the tip of his nose, and then stopped.

"What's wrong, it's the mother who is embarrassing you again?"

Sheng Jiayan opened a pair of phoenix eyes, and he looked at Meng Eqiu sideways: "Meng Yong has not been pregnant for so many years."

"Um, then?"

Sheng Jiayan couldn't go any further. From Meng's perspective, he could see that his lips were tightly closed, as if it really suppressed something.

It was still the second day that Meng Eqi asked Awakening to find out what happened.

"The Queen Mother called your majesty to Shoukang Palace and asked dozens of doctors to encircle her majesty. She also asked when Majesty came to the moon and when she had **** with Zhou Xing. How long ago was the last time she had sex. Sister Meng, if you were present, You will find how terrifying the killing intention is in His Majesty’s eyes. If I hadn’t been soothed by the side, I’m afraid His Majesty would kill him on the spot!

Meng Haoqi spouted a cup of tea, no wonder Sheng Jiayan's emotion last night seemed to have been insulted by others.

"But Zhou Xing already has a son Zhou Yuli, why is the empress eager to regenerate Meng Yong? The queen mother doesn't like Meng Yong, but she likes Zhou Yuli very much, Meng Yong can't just take care of Zhou Yuli without her own children, right? Why bother to let Meng Yong go to have another one, strange." Meng Eqi took over the veil handed down by the poor **** and wiped his chin gracefully.

Her fingertips touched her lips and felt a bit stinging.

Ok? Is the beard too long?

The deceased **** came over and said: "Think of it all, Zhou Yuli has an unknown origin, and was born of Zhou Xing's true love, but who knows what identity this true love was in that year? According to the empress do not know who the woman is, Zhou Xing. I haven't mentioned this in my own words, I think it's not a glorious life experience. The royal family focuses on blood, if Meng Yong can give birth to an orthodox child, of course it would be better."

"Really? But how do I feel that the Queen Mother wants to dethrone Meng Yong's queen on the grounds of'no child' so that her own niece, Shu Fei, can take over?"

The dejected God pondered for a while and nodded in recognition: "It is also possible."

"What's more, Zhou Yuli is so sensible and obedient, and regenerating one doesn't have to be so worrying."

After having dinner in the evening, Meng Eqi looked at Sheng Jiayan, who was criticizing the changes. He rubbed his fingers a little embarrassedly. He sat on the back of the chair and looked seriously: "Ayan, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Sheng Jiayan put down the book and looked up at her, as if waiting for her to follow.

Meng 萋 swallowed and cleared his throat: "Can you shave me a beard."

"..."

Meng Yuqi touched his chin, embarrassed: "It's too long, stick your hand."

Sheng Jiayan summoned the gods to prepare tools and stood sideways next to Meng Eqi to clean the stubble on her chin. Faint God looked a little frightened at the side: "Sister Meng, will you be uncomfortable?"

Meng Yuqi glanced at him, and before he had anything to say, Sheng Jiayan pointed out: "She is not the first time to shave."

"Which time?" Meng Eqi rose up to resist.

"Oh! I think of it!" There was a glimmer of light in the mind of the declining god: "It was the thing that Sister Meng stole the aphrodisiac in the prefecture!"

"It's not an aphrodisiac, it's Gu Shen lied to me! Ouch!" Meng Haoqi took the case with excitement, forgetting that the scraper in Sheng Jiayan's hand was very close to her, and she made a fierce move.

Sheng Jiayan quickly picked up the cloth on her side and pressed it on her bleeding chin.

"Woo, A Yan, you are stupid, this can make me scratch." Meng Hao wailed and cried.

"Don't move!" Sheng Jiayan frowned coldly: "You aren't honest about shaving, but now you are still suffering from it and dare to cry. Fortunately, this is not your own body, otherwise..."

Meng luxe blinked his eyes wide: "Otherwise what?"