Playful Queen

Chapter 138

Eldest brother Shen Aoyun was out in the army and couldn't see his mother off for the last time. Second elder brothers Shen Yifeng and Shen Luoyu wore mourning clothes and knelt beside him. The wide belt tightened the slender waist, and a small white flower was inserted on the right side of the hair. The original pale and transparent face was reflected in a cold and haggard kneeling without a trace of blood.

The cry resounded throughout the mansion, and Sanniang and some loyal old servants cried and fell to the ground, completely covered by the loud and long-lasting cry. They were crying hoarsely, but they were still howling dryly. The pain in their hearts became worse. more pain.

Erniang, who was always icy, couldn't help crying all the time, and vaguely heard her say, "Elder sister, how could you just leave."

Perhaps, it is true that people are more ruthless than grass and trees, let alone people who have been together for so long.

But only his father was missing...

On the second day, the sky was gloomy and the sunlight was cold. It came in through the hollowed-out windows, casting halos on the cold floor tiles.

The people around slowly left one after another, only Mengli was left waiting in front of the mourning hall.

The wind blew open the window, and Mengli was about to stand up to close it, but saw a familiar figure, the one she had seen all night.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked into the house, he saw Shen Yanlang hugging the eldest lady in his arms, stroking the cold face of the upper lady with trembling hands, his hands were very light, as if he was caressing a baby carefully, looking at his father from the side Her eyes exuded a soft light, like a couple in love, whispering in their mouths, "Xue'er, don't sleep, it's dawn, get up quickly."

He hugged his mother tightly in his arms, with a happy smile on his face, as if he was in love with his lover, even if Mengli was beside him, he didn't notice it at all.

Mengli was shocked by such a scene. When they were young, they experienced the battlefield, experienced life and death, and their father was obviously the mother of love, but why would there be a second mother and a third mother? Although she heard too much from her mother, she still pulled out If the thorn in my heart doesn't come out, why would my father do it?

"Li'er, do you know? Xue'er is the woman I love most in Shen Yanlang's life. I never dared to think that she would leave me first." Shen Yanlang trembled all over without looking up. Now that he shed tears for the first time, he was sad, and he was also recalling, "When Dad saw Xue'er in the battle of Shanhaiguan, Dad recognized her..."

"Since we are in love and we are sure, why are there Erniang and Sanniang?" Mengli couldn't help expressing the doubts in her heart.

"Li'er, sometimes when a person reaches a certain position, he has to bear certain responsibilities. As the prime minister, Dad can't help himself, but you have to believe that no matter how many women there are around a man, his heart will only love you." Taking care of a woman is more of a responsibility to other women, do you understand?"

As soon as the words were finished, Shen Yanlang turned around and left, stumbling from his back, he left the mourning hall as if fleeing, his tall and tall body was actually a bit hunched, and his whole body was haggard like a wilted dried flower.

On the last day of the mourning hall, how did the emperor come back?This shocked everyone in the mansion. Since ancient times, the emperor has rarely appeared in such a situation. Shen Yanlang brought his wife and children to respect, and Zi Yechen waved his hand immediately, "This is not in the palace, so there is no need to be polite." .” As he spoke, his eyes fell on the white figure in the mourning hall.

In the silence, there was a sound of footsteps, Meng Li raised her head and saw Zi Yechen walking slowly.

He came from behind his back, wearing a silver-white brocade robe, a belt with auspicious clouds around his waist, bright yellow cloud dragons embroidered on the sides of his white boots, his ink-like hair tied up with hairpins, a handsome face, and eyebrows like swords , his eyes were like cold stars, his nose bridge was straight, and he looked condensed and solemn. He bowed three times in front of the hall, and then walked slowly towards Mengli.

Mengli was a little surprised seeing him coming, why did he come?With his identity, it was impossible to come, shouldn't he be by Yun Xi's side?

Zi Yechen didn't speak, just stared at her with his head down, "Your Majesty, hurry back to the palace." Mengli's indifferent voice sounded, but she didn't look up at him.

She is still so cold and arrogant, that kind of coldness and arrogance is exuded from the bottom of her bones, it cannot be pretended, why would she show tenderness to herself?

With deep black eyes, a thick voice sounded above Mengli's head, "Tomorrow I will send someone to pick you up and return to the palace, please pay attention to your health."

After leaving such a sentence, he turned and left, Meng Li remained motionless in place.

That night, perhaps the sky also knew this sad thing, and it became cold and rainy.

The rain and fog shrouded Xuanyue Street, Mengli changed her attire, and went to Wangyue Tower to inquire about Xiahou Villa.

Until late at night, Mengli returned home in a carriage, but when she opened the curtain, a clear voice sounded outside the carriage, "Girl, long time no see..."

Meng Li originally thought she was home, so she brought back the mask she wanted to take off, and opened the curtain, only to see a man standing outside dressed in clean white clothes, as flawless as snow, with a soft white jade mask on his face, like a round Jiaoyue, isn't this person Yueye, the pavilion master of Fengyun Pavilion?

Meng Li's face was indifferent, and she said, "I don't know what Pavilion Master Yue is trying to do by kidnapping me so late?"

"After taking what I have, won't the girl come to thank you?"

Yueye under the night is really like his name, like a bright moon, the white jade mask glows faintly, but he can't see what kind of face is under the brilliance, only one A slender hand like suet white jade stretched out towards Mengli.

The majestic Fengyun Pavilion Master turned out to be such a rascal, his face under the mask wrinkled, he shook his hand, and got off the carriage by himself, only to realize that the driver of the carriage had changed. People, Xiange's handsome face was full of smiles, and he stretched out his hand to signal Mengli to come into Fengxingju.

Mengli glanced at the two of them, and knew that he couldn't give him such a precious thing for no reason. Anyway, she didn't want to owe anyone else, so she entered Fengxingju by herself, and before she sat down, she said unceremoniously: "I Now I don't have the mood to dawdle with you, so if you have something to say, say it quickly!"

"Young girl has such a temper. From my point of view, it's hard to get married." A clear voice came out from those thin lips, and a pair of bright eyes admired the person in front of her.

"Whether married or not, Pavilion Master Yue doesn't care about it. Now that you have taken the things from the Pavilion Master, tell me, how do you want me to repay the Pavilion Master?" Mengli gave him a blank stare and asked straight to the point.

"I don't dare to repay you, why don't you just stay with me for the next night?" The words were lukewarm, but they sounded so daydreaming. What did she think of Shen Mengli?

(End of this chapter)