Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Meng Wanqi didn't expect Xie Yaohua's mouth to hold a banquet in the river to be true, so that when Xie Yaohua directed the people in the palace to carry the decorations out of the river, Meng Wanqi was still in the spotlight.

"Your heart! Don't knock my gems, beads and green tiles!"

Knowing that Xie Yaohua was really coming, she would not let Sheng Jiayan go to school this morning. Rarely these two Sheng Jiayan's attitudes towards her, although not overly enthusiastic, were more and more laughable.

"Sister Yiyi, this time I moved out of my father's library temporarily. Don't mind if you pick up some leaks. You can only fit through the long pearl of my sister's river." Mature and experienced hands clasped in front of his chest, a proper smile hung on his face, and the beautiful face made people disgusted.

His name is Xie Yin, and he is the son of the Second Emperor. He is quite favored at home, and even pie is exactly the same as his father. Pretending to be elegant and polite, in fact, there is some bad water in the stomach.

Meng Haoqi leaned on the soft couch and lay in the sun, waved her hand, Xie Yin nodded and left.

A total of six people were present today, together with Meng Eqi and Xie Yaohua, and the rest were all esteemed relatives in the capital. In addition to Fang Cai’s Xie Yin, there is also the Queen’s nephew Li Zhitong, Yi Qin Wang’s daughter Chun Qiongjun Qiao Qiong and Xie Yaohua’s sister Xie Shiyu.

Xie Yin's mouth was rough, but Meng Eqi looked at him busy and busy, although luxury was not comparable to the river's long specifications, but it was very elegant.

They also took a special name called "Peach Blossom Flowing Water" for this feast. The scene was a peach blossom tree in the courtyard of Meng Eqi, and the stream under the tree flowed through the lake into the Bibo Lake. Xie Yin took six screens of landscape paintings drawn by contemporary celebrities, and arranged them in the courtyard in a staggered pattern, and smoked the precious and famous incense in the purple gilt censer, making the thin white mist scattered around. If people moved, the skirts A few wisps of white mist seemed like a fairy.

Even the white porcelain used for the tea set was finished with two strokes of cinnabar, and two koi carps were placed with red tails on the cup. Not to mention tea, Meng Hao was held by the emperor for so long, he had never seen any good tea. But she is happy that those refreshments and Xie Yin brought a little'look back to spring'.

Meng Yuqi usually doesn't drink alcohol, and hasn't been greedy in the past. Even for so many years in the prefecture, she has never drunk a wine that she is willing to like so much. But "Wang Huichun" is one of her favorites, and its status is comparable to the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Huangquan Restaurant.

Therefore, as soon as Xie Yin took out the jar, Meng Eqiu quickly grabbed a cup of coffee for himself. Taking tea and drinking, Xie Yaohua ridiculed two tacky things.

A bite, just like a cluster of wildflowers blooming in your heart, all over the mountains are light floral fragrance. You can smell the scent at the tip of your throat and nose, and the sweetness on your tongue faded away slowly, turning into a bit of spiciness on your chest, choking Meng's tears.

It's so delicious...

After Sheng Jiayan's death in her previous life, Meng Eqi couldn't bear the heavy blow and attempted suicide. Afterwards, whenever she was in sorrow, she would have an altar to'look back to spring'. Often it takes half a day to drink, and finally drunk, Xiang Dingchen or Nie Xuanxian back into the room.

At that time, drinking was to relieve worry, now drinking is to...

She didn't know what it was for, maybe it was just the last time in her life that she always drank this kind of wine, and she had developed a habit. Once you re-enter, you must drink a clean altar.

"In those days," Meng Eqi held the wine jar and stood up against the table, standing up: "Sister, my life and death are broken, and how many ghosts are broken."

Everyone looked at her with tea cup, Xie Yaohua shouted: "Meng Laiyi, you drink too much!"

"I have also done the things that my hands are up and down, and for the destruction of many people he has killed, the wives are scattered..." Meng Eqin pursed her lips and swallowed the drip of wine in the corner of her mouth.

"Now it's my turn to remember him, but he doesn't remember me. I thought it was so simple to remember someone, and now it is not easy for him to take care of me for the rest of his life."

Xie Yaohua heard her more and more strange, and everyone was a little embarrassed. Xie Yaohua got up to hold Meng Yiqi and pressed her to sit on the seat again: "What nonsense, usually tell you to read less of the book, the white hair What dream?"

"Every time I look at him with a cold attitude, I just want to peel off my clothes and show him the scar on my shoulder blade!" Meng Eqi gestured on the chest: "Wipe my heart and lungs, so a big scar..."

Her eyes were flowing, and she betrayed the empty wine jar.

Xie Yaohua was asking for something, but the gate of the river was pushed open by a bang, Nie Xuanxian sullenly faced, strode forward, and put Meng Eqi in his hand like a chicken, he could not control it. His own emotions tensed his hands and said: "What did you just have, where did you have scars? You know, are you Mengqiu, are you Mengqiu!"

When Meng Yuqi was shaken by his seven meats and eight vegetarians, Xie Yaohua exclaimed: "General Nie, what are you doing! Who is she who is not Yuqi? You will let go of her, you will strangle her! "

Nie Xuanxian didn't seem to hear it, her eyes were red: "Are you really Meng Yingqi! Do you refuse to tell me, are you still blaming me..."

Meng Wanqi really woke up this time, and her two shoulders were extremely painful to be caught by Nie Xuanxian.

Meng Eqi used all his strength to push him away, and the whole person fell to the ground. When I fell to the ground, I bumped into the tea case, and all kinds of exquisite ornaments crackled to the ground.

Xie Shiyu was the oldest, and he was already crying in fear at this time.

Everyone came forward to support Meng Eqi, but Nie Xuanxian did not give this opportunity. With a big push, he shoved Xie Yaohua, who was at the forefront, almost stabilizing. Xie Yaohua stood up and shouted angrily: "General Nie! If you do this again, I will call the Imperial Guard."

Nie Xuanxian once again grabbed Meng Eqi: "Can you show me your scar, can you..."

He hadn't finished talking, and his shoulder blades froze suddenly, blood flowing down the lines of his clothes.

The lord of Chunxian County screamed and fainted.

Sheng Jiayan stood behind Nie Xuanxian with a sword. His sword had penetrated Nie Xuanxian's shoulder. Sheng Jiayan's eyes were extremely obscure: "Let her go, she will be killed by you again."

Nie Xuanxian recovered from the shock, and saw Meng Eqi in his hand, blood flowing one after another.

"Yuqiu...I...come to the instrument...I'm sorry." Nie Xuanxian hurriedly let go, and Sheng Jiayanfei immediately hugged the falling Mengxiqi.

He hugged Meng Eqi and hurriedly walked into the river, followed by Bai Gao shocked behind him and recovered.

"Bai Gao, pass the doctor!" Sheng Jiayan ordered, Bai Gao immediately turned and ran out.

Xie Yin felt that he was in a terrible situation at this time. After all, he mentioned the banquet himself. As a result, Meng Eqiu was injured here, and General Nie Da was also stabbed. Looking back, his father would pursue it, and he would certainly be able to escape the blame. Therefore, Xie Yaoxin felt uneasy, and finally Xie Yaohua stood up: "It's all gone. Nobody should talk out about today's affairs!"

Seeing that everyone was gone, Xie Yaohua asked Gong people to clean up the endgame, and she glanced inside again, only to see Sheng Jiayan hugged Meng Yingqi in her arms and pressed her head firmly. His expression was dull and inexplicable, Meng Eqi lying in his arms obediently, frowning and closing his eyes, looking very at ease.

Xie Yaohua turned around, walked to the door, and saw Nie Xuanxian lingering.

She sneered: "General Nie Da is really abnormal today. If Sheng Jiayan didn't come in time, would you even pick Lai Yi's clothes?"

Xie Yaohua snorted heavily and took the people away.

When Taiji came, there were already bloodstains covering the arms of Mengqiju like spiders.

A large bruise on the elbow has been blurred. I thought it was just scratched by Nie Xuanxian.

Sheng Jiayan laid Mengqiqi on the bed, so that the doctor could apply medicine to Mengqiqi. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it down, Meng 萋 screamed in pain.

Sheng Jiayan's eyes narrowed, and he said to Taiji: "I'm afraid there is still a wound on my body. You go out and call a doctor."

After the doctor went out, Sheng Jiayan uncovered Meng Eqi's clothes. Her fine white skin glowed with attractive luster, but her waist had become bruised.

For a long time, Meng Yuqi couldn't hear Sheng Jiayan's voice, and wanted to look sideways, but Sheng Jiayan couldn't move it.

"I promise this is the last time." He was low and Meng Yingqi couldn't see his expression, so he asked dumbly--

"what?"

"I won't hurt you again in the future unless I die first."

"No way!" Meng Eqi remembered the fear of the previous life, and immediately grabbed Sheng Jiayan with his hands behind his back: "You yuck, yuck, raise your head three feet and have a god, if you hear them like this, maybe they will really The fulfillment. I am reckless and often bump into each other, do you have to die for me first?! Ayan, I can’t live without you, I don’t have fathers and mothers anymore, I can’t live without you.”

Sheng Jiayan remained silent for a long time and asked, "Aren't you still with your uncle, your grandmother, your loved ones, and the servants who followed?"

"That's different, you are very different in my heart."

Sheng Jiayan had no words, only to hold Meng Eqi's hand back.

When the doctor came, Meng Eqi had slept. She was so painful that she could endure it for a long time. The doctor opened the medicine chest and made a slight noise.

"Sound." Sheng Jiayan whispered.

The doctor woman nodded heartily, clearing the wounds for Meng Eju under the gaze of Sheng Jiayan.

She withdrew again, leaving only Sheng Jiayan and Meng Eqi in the hall.

Sheng Jiayan looked at the white bandage on her forehead, and added a new wound to her arm, and even a faint smell of medicine came from her waist.

In the quiet room, he sighed indifferently.