Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Meng Eqi trembles uncontrollably, tears continually gushing out like a broken thread, and her form is so embarrassed that Chu Yu is slightly surprised.

Meng Yong's head was heavy, the clearer Meng Yong's emotions became.

She even wondered if she heard Meng Yong crying in her heart.

In fact, it is understandable that a lustful mother's family did not help Meng Yong not only, she was allowed to suffer in the palace, she even wanted her life. A seemingly powerful mother's family has not helped her, and may have thought of embarrassing her to death. It would be difficult for anyone to accept it.

"Queen empress, are you... all right?" Chu Yu looked at her worriedly.

"It's okay, I know the things. Thank you for telling me. You will step back first. Someone will take you away. Don't mention this to anyone else, otherwise you may not be able to live a quiet life." Before Wan completely lost control of Meng Yong's body, she first let Chu Yu leave.

Chu Yu looked at Meng Eqi again worriedly before leaving, and then she turned and left.

After she left, Meng Eqi was so sweaty that she could feel the vibration in her heart, as if something had to break out of the shell. She was afraid that Meng Yong's soul would be overwhelmed, and she quickly asked someone to come back to Sheng Jiayan.

"Ma'am, King Jing just said something important to your majesty. At this moment, your majesty is talking with him in the cabinet next to you. Do you need slaves to report it?"

Meng 萋 listened, bit his lower lip, and shook his head after thinking for a long time: "This palace is very tired, sleep for a while, if your lord has finished talking, please come over immediately."

Meng Yong, Meng Yong, you calm down. It's not good for both of us to be so excited.

Meng Yuqi lying on the bed, trying to appease the restless Meng Yong in his heart. However, Meng Yong's only soul consciousness is an out-of-control spirit, ramming in the body, and constantly trying to push Meng Eqi out of her own body.

Meng Wanqi was annoyed and couldn't help feeling: "When she used the Black Dragon's body, she was not as troublesome as she was."

Her words came out subconsciously, and she was stunned for a while, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

Black dragon? Is the emperor in the dream wild?

...

The copper stove on the table case was not burned with sandalwood in the warm cabinet next door where Meng Qiqi could not see it, but it was solitary placed on the empty table case. The interior decoration is simple, because the entire Qionglou is a temporary palace for the emperor to hunt. There is neither the luxury of the imperial palace nor the exquisiteness of Guanchunyuan.

Sheng Jiayan sat naturally on the Arhat couch, tasting leisurely tea, with a calm look as if in his own home. He looked at Jing Fan, who respectfully bowed down in front of him, and slowly said: "Jing Qing has followed me from the beginning, looking like he has to stop talking. Now he claims that there are important things to tell, it is better to tell me what is the matter. To make you want to speak but dare not come out."

Jing Fan kept silent until Sheng Jiayan spoke, and he said in silence: "In fact, this matter is not about Guan Weichen, but about the Queen Mother."

"Oh?" Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jing Fan raised his head slowly, and did not sell Guanzi straightforwardly: "The soul of the queen is unstable."

Sheng Jiayan took the tea cup's hand suddenly, and gazed at Jing Fan with a sharp blade. "Bold, what do you mean?"

Jing Fan did not have any fear and panic. He steadily met the eyes of Sheng Jiayan: "What does Weichen mean, His Majesty knows best. Weichen had just passed by in the forest, and starry night starry night found Phoenix star There is a change, and the Queen Mother’s soul is unstable. Otherwise, she just fell and needed a couch, and Her Majesty’s Queen Qionglou stopped and ordered the whole army to stand by? But it’s all because the Queen Mother’s situation is not optimistic, nobody I can help the lady and you, except for Weichen."

He didn't forget to add one more sentence: "Your Majesty, the mother's condition is serious, but it can't be dragged on any longer."

Sheng Jiayan put the tea cup on the case, and the celadon rubbed out a slight whine. For a long time, he said: "What do you want?"

"Wei Chen wanted something simple, just a lot of gold."

His request was so simple that Sheng Jiayan began to doubt his purpose: "That's all?"

Jing Fanhuan had a very merchant-like perfect smile: "Yes, it's that simple, Weichen loves wealth like life, so please the emperor's permission. As long as you nod, Weichen can immediately save the queen's mother and daughter in fire and water."

Sheng Jiayan couldn't help but sneer: "Amidst the fire?"

Jing Fan nodded: "Although Weichen seems to be a magical stick without learning, he is a little bit capable at all. At least the lady's soul minister can be stabilized. Although it is indeed inappropriate to ask for money, this is Weichen. The ancestral teachings passed down by my ancestors, I hope His Majesty understands. But if you have to find a personal reason, it should be Weichen for repaying her."

After he finished speaking, Sheng Jiayan's cold eyes covered him. It seems that Jing Fanguo is really capable, and can see who was in the body of Zhou Chunyuan during that time, no wonder what he would admire, but this kind of person actually just wanted some money, what happened before and after Nowhere.

Sheng Jiayan raised his eyes slightly, his voice calm and waveless, and his eyes were deep, which made people shudder: "Looking at Jing Qing as if he is very confident in himself, the conditions can agree with you. But--" He leaned slightly, obviously only Qingxiu's face actually showed some majesty, and forced Jing Fan didn't dare to meet his eyes.

"However, the soul of Queen Anding in your mouth should be careful. If you make a mistake, don't blame me for letting you fall short." Sheng Jiayan just dropped his sleeve and called for gold.

When Jing Fan followed him and left the room, there was cold sweat on his forehead.

He didn't know what he was guilty of, but he just had a feeling of being penetrated.

When Jing Fan prepared everything, Meng Eqi had fallen into a deep sleep. And it's the kind that can't wake up, and even if someone else shoved aside, she didn't open her eyes. Only when Sheng Jiayan yelled at her would she frown slightly and then fell asleep again.

Jing Fan first knelt down on the bedside to apply needles to Meng Haoqi. Sheng Jiayan looked coldly at the back. Jing Fan realized that the two cold eyes behind him made him really sit back and rest, so he couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, can you please Would you like to go out first? Weichen will definitely do his best to the mother and will not go wrong."

His last few words were very bitten, Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows to acquiesce, and finally looked at him threateningly before turning around.

In order to prevent someone from telling the empress that she was suddenly ill, the guards had already been cleaned up, and there were no idle people waiting. Standing behind the railing on the second floor, Sheng Jiayan looked away from the railing, his face dimmed.

He was in a state of anxiety, turning around behind him, constantly biting his nails: "Your Majesty, what do you do, His Majesty!? Sister Meng..." He couldn't help but lower his voice: "Sister Meng will not be squeezed away by Meng Yong."

Sheng Jiayan's throat moved, and Xu Yu only said a few words: "Maybe."

The catastrophe of the declining **** is generally "Ah", and he is annoyed with his head in his head: "What can I do? The gods in the court asked Sister Meng not to complete their account. Recently, several new gods have been appointed. It is difficult to deal with. Your Majesty, shall we now send a letter back to the prefecture to prepare them for the court?"

Sheng Jiayan's voice was as faint as the drifting clouds: "Why? I never cared about the court. I came to the world and was not really afraid of them."

"That is your majesty?"

Sheng Jiayan looked back coldly and glanced at him with a murderous intention.

He never came to the world in order to accomplish what the Emperor Zhenwu had explained, nor was he afraid of the gods of the Eight Wastelands. He had a thing that he was always afraid of. He could not mention it to anyone, even... Meng Hao also Can't know. For this matter, he must come to the world.

After being quiet for a while, I still couldn't help but anxiously revolve: "How can Meng Yong wake up suddenly and reasonably, we can't make mistakes, unless sister Meng leaves her body, she will wake up, otherwise it will only be a conscious struggle. But, how can such a serious situation occur. Hey... and why did Meng Meng fall so unstable that she fell, wouldn’t it be that kind of Chucai female talent?"

Sheng Jiayan's eyes grew deeper and he looked at the hills in the distance without saying a word.

Meng Wanqi didn't say anything. She arranged for someone to give Chu Yu a package containing some gold and customs clearance tokens, and let the guard lead her away from the side door of the hunting ground.

"Brother of the guards, can the queen be better?" Chu Yu couldn't help asking.

Because the queen suddenly got out of the situation, they were reprimanded by the leader many times, and the guards were also bored, and the tone was naturally not good: "You don't need to worry about it, hurry and leave, while your majesty hasn't repented yet."

Chu Yu clenched her lower lip, looking guilty.

She was following the guard to the side door, and a child suddenly rushed out into the arms of Chu Yu, almost knocking her down.

The child still had a painful "Ouch".

Chu Yu stood still, clutching his sore wrist, frowning and looking at the child: "Why are you so distracted when walking?" After seeing clearly, she was slightly sullen: "It's you again, who is so horizontal Rushing, I bumped into me once when I saw you in the morning, and now I haven’t learned any lesson.

The boy lowered his head, admitting that he was wrong: "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Chu Yu is asking for something, but the bodyguard has already impatiently urged: "Go away, it will close the mountain when it gets dark."

Chu Yu had to go forward again, still whispering in his heart: this strange boy.

After they left, he was originally called a child, and he slowly raised his head to reveal a strange smile. Jing He spread his hands, and there was a paper man in his palm. He just gave a slight grip, and the paper man immediately burned to ashes in his palm.

After the master's task was completed, Jing He clapped his hands and turned to leave. But at that moment he saw a man standing behind him, looking at him with vigilance. Jing He had a great alarm bell in his heart. He suspected that the person opposite him saw what had just happened.

Zhou Yuli's naive voice was harsh and asked, "What are you doing?"