Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

The man outside the door was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "I haven't seen it in years, I didn't expect that Ms. Meng's sister not only changed her identity, but also changed her temperament."

Another acquaintance? Meng Eqi waved helplessly, and the maiden stepped forward to open the door.

Perhaps the moonlight tonight was too dazzling and the moment the door opened. Meng Eqi felt his eyes were stabbed by the bursts of pearlescent emerald. The woman stood at the door full of demeanor, with an arrogant look. The emerald on one end and the Huazhang worn on her body were exquisite. Her feet moved slightly and there was the sound of collision of beads and jade.

At that moment, Meng Yuqi already had speculation in his heart. Knowing Meng Yong’s identity can still be so disrespectful, in addition to the people of the Meng family, or someone who is more powerful than Meng Yong.

In short, the comer is a guest, please come in again.

The woman made people wait outside, walked in arrogantly, looked around, Zhu Lip spit out a little: "How come it looks more spacious than the house I live in."

Meng Haoqi turned black: "What the **** are you doing here?"

The woman turned to look at Meng Eqi. She was about the same age as Meng Yong, but she was surrounded by pearls and emeralds. Although gorgeous and impermanent, she finally added a bit of old fashion.

"Sister Meng doesn't remember me?" The woman smiled and sat across from Meng Haqi: "When we were not married yet, we studied together in Qinghe Academy. At that time, we liked to come and go together. We are sisters with great relationships. Sister Can not remember?"

Meng Yuqi was careful in Meng Yong’s memories, and the woman couldn’t wait to continue: “Yes, Sister Meng is now an empress, and we haven’t seen it for eight years after entering the palace without a word. All the nobles have forgotten It’s possible that my sister doesn’t remember me.”

Meng Eqi was very confused with her words, she looked at the two maidens around. The two court ladies were brought out from the palace. They didn't know anything about Meng Yong in his boudoir, and they could only bow their heads.

As a result, Meng Eqi didn't even know who the woman was. There can only be one chat without another: "The temple of Jiuzong Temple is a heavy place, and the characters are high or low. Under the eyes of the fairy, don't mention the identity."

The woman smiled. She looked around and smirked: "What's the matter with these monks, the sanctum also doesn't prepare some tea." She turned her head and asked the maid who was standing outside to ask the monks for tea and cakes.

When the tea came, she personally poured a cup for Meng Eqi, she leaned slightly closer to Meng Eqi, and suddenly frowned: "Sister Meng is drinking?" She smiled immediately: "It seems that the palace is a wonderful place." It can make a person's temperament drastically change, even Ms. Meng, who used to be drunk with alcohol, is now learning to drink and have fun with others. What's more, today we are all trapped in this mountain, and we still have to drink. Use tea instead of wine and have a good chat with your sister."

Meng Yuqi watched as she looked up and sipped up the tea, speechless. Hey, hello, who wants to talk to you and have fun, I still have a rest!

I don't know the identity of the other party, nor the name. Meng Haoqi had no idea when talking to her. Thinking about it or thinking about it first, she touched the edge of the teacup and asked casually, "How have you been recently? Husband should treat you very well?"

The woman’s expression suddenly became subtle, and her eyes flickered: "Sister Meng, should you not know? My husband Yingwuhou died of illness last year. I now--" She paused and laughed Too: "Is a widow."

Meng 萋 shuddered and quickly explained: "It is not the intentional mention of your sad thing, it is..."

"Sad thing?" The woman interrupted her and covered her lips with two smiles: "Sister, what a joke, Yingwuhou is three years older than me, and can be my grandfather. When he married him, he was just watching In the original match, he died early, and there were few sons. It's a pity that I passed the door six or seven years, and I didn't have a stomachache, and I didn't get pregnant. But fortunately, after his death, the Zhuangzi and the fields he left were all me. Yes, I won’t worry about the rest of my life. In general, it’s still quite moisturizing."

She was so frank, Meng Haoqi didn't know what was good.

The woman drank the tea and thought for a while: "I remember when I was married, Sister Meng also came to give me a ride, why don't I remember it now? When the land of Yingwuhou was far away in Chongzhou, I thought I was I will never see this marriage again. Unexpectedly, since he passed away last year, I still have a chance to return to Beijing."

Meng Wanqi saw that she was about to hide, she could only keep her voice low, and whispered close to her: "In fact, I didn't hide you. I went to Hunt Mountain and Qiukai with your majesty before. I don’t remember much about the past. The memory is always a paragraph, and I didn’t want to be with you. In the end, it’s not a very good thing, but seeing you and I know some things before, so I tell you to listen."

The woman was slightly surprised: "Originally? That sister has a better body now? Qiu Shou will also encounter such a thing, which makes people afraid."

Meng Yuqi followed her words: "Yeah, but the doctor will slowly raise it. Maybe you remind me now, it will help my memory recovery."

The girl said clearly, "Oh": "Alright, where do I start?" The woman groaned slightly: "My name Liu Lingyun, sister remember this?"

Meng Yuqi nodded like garlic, "Remember."

Liu Lingyun, the name is so familiar... she should have seen it in Meng Yong's life before she came, but she couldn't remember the specifics. I'm so annoying... I already knew that I was seriously looking at Meng Yong's life records.

Liu Lingyun hesitated: "Sister Yomo also forgot about it?"

"Which thing?"

Liu Lingyun opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't speak. Only said: "Three years ago, I returned to Chongzhou from Chongzhou once, in order to ask the emperor to take a doctor to return to Chongzhou for his treatment. At that time, when I entered the palace, I also visited Sister Meng. Before Ms. Meng was married, although she was not a smooth and slippery person, she was soaked in the girl's sorrow. But when I saw her three years ago, I felt that her sister was a lot haggard and sighed every day. Even us I met with a lot of worries. I asked my sister why she was so worried, but the sister only shook her head, and I guessed that day was just because of your majesty's business. But then I listened, because my sister couldn’t. It’s too private to worry about childbirth, so I didn’t ask too much at the time. Now I want to ask my sister, can this matter be resolved?”

Meng Yuqi was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. Is Meng Yong actually unable to have children? How could that be the reason why Li Yushu was born by Meng Yong? This is true, who is the truth?

A flash of light flashed in Meng's mind, and she suddenly began to look carefully at the Liu Lingyun in front of her. Wearing a fashionable dress in Beijing, rouge is also newly applied. Less than a year after her husband Yingwu Hou died, she had already dressed up and played around. Meng Hao wrote down all the characteristics of this person, and then said: "Where can I do this kind of thing? It is always to let Tai Chi take good care of it, whether it will work or not, it will depend on the future."

Liu Lingyun nodded his head, and his expression gradually became less arrogant than he had just been. He chatted with Meng Yingqi. During the trial and error, he was fooled by Meng Yingqi's three words. An answer that is neither affirmative nor negative. The further back Meng Yingqi doubted Liu Lingyun's intention, and finally Meng Yingqi was tired, and Liu Lingyun left.

After she left, Meng Yuqi asked the court lady beside her: "Why is this palace impressed, Yingwuhou?"

The maid replied: "Yingwuhou lived in the fief all the year round, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing on important days. This generation of Yingwuhou had no sons. The clan on the other side of Yingwuhou was thinking of inheriting a young master from the side branch to inherit his rank. Although Yingwuhou has become more powerless and powerless in recent years, it is just an empty hat title. But in the end, the thin and dead camel is bigger than the horse, and Yingwuhou has two troops stationed abroad."

Another maiden deflated and said, "Mrs. Yingwuhou doesn't seem to love Yingwuhou sincerely. I'm afraid I just want to divide the remaining fields."

After hearing enough gossips, Meng Haoqi stopped speaking in time: "Okay, don't do it anymore. I'm tired if you don't sleep. I turned off the lights and rested separately."

...

At midnight, the mountains began to be filled with layers of mist. The cold wind twitched the pine forest, and waves of turbulence came. The sound of the night owl came from the distant mountains, long and long.

When all the people in Jiuzheng Temple were asleep, one person secretly pushed open the door of a room and walked in.

"It's really late to come," Liu Lingyue wore a thin gauze dress, wearing a hibiscus apron, leaning on the table, squinting, lazy gesture: "I thought you dare not come tonight ."

"How come," Li Yushu's eyebrows were beautiful, and the warm light like jade was plated under the candlelight. He shook off the cold dew on his clothes: "It's only until late at night that he dare to come over."

Liu Lingyue wrapped around his shoulder like a snake, and was shivered by the coldness of Li Yushu's body. She delicately drilled into the arms of her people: "I did what I asked you to do if you asked me to do it. . Now I’m trapped on this mountain. How do you plan to compensate me?"

Li Yushu smiled and pulled her off her body: "There are still more hours in the long night. Let's first explain in detail how you asked her, can she have doubts?"

Liu Lingyue snorted reluctantly and sat down in a chair: "She's always stupid, how can she suspect? But you guessed it right, she really has a memory disorder, even if I am married. I remember. At that time, I treated her like that, and now she can still talk to me with a smile, so it seems that it is either really amnesia, or it is a mystery."