Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

The girl draped the curtain for Meng Eqi, she stepped in with her skirt, bypassed the outer hall and entered the inner room. At first glance, she saw the old man lying in the hole of Lihua bed.

Mrs. Meng's face was pale and her spirit was very poor. She saw Meng Yingqi coming in, raising a hand weakly and falling down again and again. Mrs. Meng's face has never been so old, it seems that she has been aging for a while. She opened her eyes, her eyes flickered, and murmured in her mouth: "Grandma's luxuriant..."

Meng Eqi hurried over to sit on the couch, and as soon as she opened her mouth, the tears in her eyes fell down: "Grandma, why was she so sick suddenly, what happened."

Old Meng Meng waved the rest of the room back. She looked at Meng Eqi sitting on the edge of the bed. Rao was crying and she was also beautiful. This is the girl show she brought up. She put the baby's daughter-in-law in her palm. Old Meng Meng stretched out a skinny hand and clenched Meng's wrist tightly. She bracedly confessed: "Yuqi, your grandmother is going to die. Now grandmother wants you to promise... promise grandmother one Thing."

Meng Eqi raised her tears: "Grandma please."

Old Meng Meng's breath is not smooth, but the words are almost clear: "Must not... don't marry Sheng Jiayan. Can't promise him, whether you like him or not..."

Meng Hao stunned, his eyes hesitated. She didn't understand why her grandmother asked for it. Before clearly, she still admired Sheng Jiayan very much, and felt that he was a person who could protect Mengfu. But the grandmother suddenly did this, Meng Haeqi said anxiously: "Grandma, what do you want?"

Old Meng Meng’s hand holding Meng Eqi’s wrist a little harder, like the pain that must be remembered by her: “Eng, Ei Shengya is not as simple as you think, he... is dangerous. You promise grandma , Don’t marry him, the farther away the better."

Meng Eqi was thundered in his heart. The grandmother's attitude towards Sheng Jiayan changed too fast before and after, so Meng Eluxe had to think that Meng Meng's illness was suddenly related to Sheng Jiayan. Is it really like Nie Xuanxian, Sheng Jiayan is doing something she didn't know! ?

Meng's hesitation made the old Meng Meng's wish unsettled. She didn't slow up in a single breath, her eyes widened and trembling. Pan Mengqi panicked and panicked, quickly shouted: "Call Langzhong quickly! Call Langzhong quickly! Grandma... Grandma, don't scare me."

Suddenly many people came in the room, and Meng Eqi was squeezed out. She stood under the corridor in despair and watched the summer rain pouring in the courtyard on the flowers and trees in the courtyard.

Meng Haoqi raised his head and could only see the dark clouds over the sun, and the thick clouds of thunder and lightning hung on the sky. Suddenly she thought that she was lying on the Luohan bed once when she was a child, and Ms. Meng sat next to her to make shoes for her. Meng Eqen turned over and woke up with a pair of beautiful eyes, and Ms. Meng looked at her. Diaoyuzhuo didn't like her, she touched her hair directly: "We will not know who we are going to marry."

Uncle first, then grandmother. If it is really related to Sheng Jiayan...

Meng Yuqi didn't even dare to think deeply, and his heart cooled a little bit.

Old Meng Meng later liked Sheng Jiayan so much, and for no reason urged him to be careful for no reason. It must be what the grandmother found, that would be the order. Was she wrong at the beginning? Sheng Jiayan had no memory. He would only remember who ordered the Sheng Jiajun to be exterminated in his life. He would only remember the enemies of his parents. He would not only remember his sincere diligence towards him. .

If his heart was cold at first, why would he hope to warm him?

Meng Eju was sorrowful and blinded her head, and her eyes were covered. At this moment, all she found in her mind was Sheng Jiayan's cold and ruthless face. When he treated the cold blood of Big Buddha, he knew that Arong had hatred in his heart but brought him around, he knew...

Meng Haoqi regretted that she was not even qualified to blame Sheng Jiayan, because all this was caused by herself. If she did not stop her uncle in the hall at that time, and did not insist on bringing Sheng Jiayan back, would the current situation be different?

The ox-headed horse face squatted in the room and looked at Meng Eqi's lost cold face through the window.

Ngau Tau touched his head: "Are we doing something wrong? We already knew that we should not hold the time directly. So now, Sister Meng has a deeper conflict with Her Majesty."

Ma Mian lamented: "I understand now that you are making things wrong. Let's not waste time. Take it away, and save the old lady."

Suddenly there was a panic voice behind Meng Eqi, some people shouted at the old lady, and others cried out in horror.

She turned sharply and rushed into the inner room.

"Grandmother!" Meng Eqi ran to the inner house, she looked blankly at Meng Meng with her eyes open, and she was gone. The uncle and the aunt knelt on one side and wept. Meng Yilian passed away after crying. Several elder brothers knelt down in unbearable grief.

"Grandmother..." Meng Eqen cried aloud, suddenly burst into tears, stepped over to kneel next to the couch, and clutched Meng Laojun's sleeve tightly: "I'm wrong grandmother, don't leave, I beg you……"

Someone else came to help Meng Qiqi, but she was crying and couldn't help her.

When Meng Laotai walked suddenly, his eyes were still open before his death, as if he had a wish. Others do not know, Meng Eqiu is very clear, Ms. Meng Meng is at ease with her.

Meng Zhiyu’s uncle Meng Zhihan stepped up to close his eyes for the old lady, tolerate his grief, and persuaded Meng Yingqi: "Sanya, you must cry like this. The mother loved you the most before she died, so you will call her away Uneasy. Get up."

Meng Yuqi was held up by two maidservants, and she watched everyone join forces to carry the old Meng Meng to the main hall.

There is already a lot of vegetables.

A black coffin with a carved auspicious cloud bliss was placed in the center, and the idlers waited to avoid it. The young ladies and the uncle changed the shroud for the old lady, put her white hair tress and lay back in the coffin.

The burning of two white candles ‘brake’, and the sad cry of the people drifted in the late summer in the drizzle.

No matter how many people persuaded, Meng Haoqi has been unable to kneel before the spirit. If a relative or relative squire came to hang, Meng Eqi will follow them and kowtow to Mrs. Meng. Her forehead was red and swollen, but she still refused to rise.

The first aunt, Yu, was afraid that she could not bear it: "Yueqi, you help your aunt go to the old lady's room to see if there are any leaks. If they are taken together, we will burn the old lady together. There are many Her beloved Buddhist scriptures were also brought together."

Meng Haoqi allowed Yansha to stand up. After a dizziness, she held back, and her eyes were red and swollen. White lanterns have been hung by people in the house, Meng Eqin pushed the door open, and the grandmother's room could not be properly packed in the future.

This house is full of traces of Meng Laotai's life. She saw half of the scriptures resting on the table, the string of gentle beads of Laoshan Tan, and the vase of plums that Meng Laojun's favorite life was the blue magnus. She had made half of Meng's shoes before and placed them on the side of her pearwood bed.

Meng Haohong red eyes collected the favorite Buddhist scriptures of Meng Laotaijun's lifetime, and took them to the Lingtang together.

Many people in the capital who have received the favor of Meng House have come to express their condolences. Although the old man Meng Zhihan is sad, he still needs to get up and entertain guests. For the time being, everything in the family was handed over to his wife, Jade. Meng Yihui, who had been married, came back with her husband. Meng Yilian Meng Yilian met her three sisters, and they all burst into tears.

In the palace, the emperor and the queen sent people to express their condolences. Xie Chongming wanted to stay in Meng House if he was not in bad health. Now the old Meng Meng is gone, and Meng Eqi is not sheltered. He has to find a way to give Meng government a few official positions. The queen wanted to take Meng Yingqi into the palace and was rejected by Meng Yingqi.

As the emperor and queen both expressed their views, more and more officials and ministers came to express their condolences. Among the people, some people cried sincerely, and some cried falsely.

Meng Emu's mulan kneeled on the futon. She had not closed her eyes or eaten all day and night.

The rain outside never stopped. Until late at night, Sheng Jiayan hurried back to Beijing after hearing the news.

He was covered with rain stains, as if rushing back on a fast horse.

Sheng Jiayan saw the thin back of his kneeling on the futon back to his back in the Lingtang. He felt a pain in his heart, and wished he could hold Meng Eqi in his arms and comfort him.

But his feet had just stepped on the steps, and the people in the hall called out: "The second master is back."

Meng's cold voice immediately stopped him: "No entry!"

Sheng Jiayan stepped in, his eyes suddenly darkened: "Yuqiu?"

Meng Haoqi stood up from the futon, her face was cold and amazing, although her face was haggard, but she did not halve it. She held her head high on her spine, her eyes full of strangeness and coldness: "Anyone can enter this hall of worship, but you, Sheng Jiayan, can't."

Sheng Jiayan stood under the gallery like this, his sleeves were still dripping into the water: "Yueqi, what happened?"

He was about to take another step. Where did he know that Meng 萋萋 was furious, and then immediately screamed: "Come here! If Sheng Jiayan dared to enter the hall, take him to the princess on the spot!"

Many guards with swords sprang up around him, and the soldiers brought back by Sheng Jiayan suddenly pulled out Han Jian.

Sheng Jiayan's brow furrowed and his face dimmed: "Yuqiu, do you really want to face my sword?"

Meng Wanqi stepped closer, even though she tried hard to endure, but her tears kept falling, but her voice was still ruthless: "In a few days, I will ask the uncle to remove you from the Mongols. . From then on, you will no longer have a relationship with Meng House."

Sheng Jiayan saw the blue under her eyes, and when he received the news, he threw all back and hurried back. He guessed that she needed to rely on this time. Rao Shimeng's attitude was determined, but Sheng Jiayan was now only worried that she would faint if she continued like this.

He was willing to give in to Meng Eq.

"I'll come again tomorrow." He stopped, glanced at Meng Eqi again, and turned to take the soldiers away.

After he left, Meng Eqi could not support it, and his feet fell back softly. Only then was the great uncle and uncle who was deterred by this posture hurriedly supported her. Meng Yihui made a glance at her husband, and Qin Yue knew how to step out and chase Sheng Jiayan immediately.

Meng Haoqi suddenly turned black, as if the torture and perseverance in the past two days had disappeared after seeing Sheng Jiayan.