Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In the gusts of night wind, there suddenly came a strong aroma of wine, mellow and spicy, and Qingyun couldn't help frowning slightly.

Who will drink to the moon at this time?

Is it him?

After all, Rujin said that in this courtyard, there are only her, a middle-aged male servant named Ming Qi, and the three of him.

Walking away in search of the aroma of wine, the cold wind blows through the narrow path, sweeping through all the senses of the person, and the chill almost reaches the bones of the person.

Gathering up her coat, Qingyun walked forward slowly, the aroma of the wine was getting stronger and stronger, but she felt that the distance seemed to be far away, as if she was trapped in layers of fog and could not see the way out, so she couldn't help but stop and looked around. Surrounded by indistinct flowers, trees, rockery and mansions, there is a frightening edge in his eyes.

This other courtyard is indeed full of dangers, but it is not that there are so many institutions as he said, but it is built according to the technique of Qimen Dunjia.

It's a pity that although I have involved some gossip techniques, I can't see through which formation the current position evolved from.

No wonder he didn't imprison himself, let alone go to the place where the wine is fragrant, even if he wants to go back to the house, it is impossible.

"Three steps back."

A deep and cool voice came, Qingyun frowned slightly, and stepped back three steps according to the words, and then the voice sounded again: "fourth from the left, first from the right, third from the top, sixth from the back..."

Move step by step according to the prompt of that voice, the surrounding scene keeps changing, and after a while, it suddenly becomes clear in front of you, in the gazebo not far away, an old man with snow-white hair and beard, handsome and upright face is drinking to the moon, holding a candle The fire flickered with the wind, and the fiery manjusawa bloomed outside the pavilion, and the bright moonlight cast a layer of brilliance on the old man's face, making him look sad and lonely.

Slowly walked to the gazebo, sat down opposite the old man, stared at the old man who was full of sadness, Qing Yun's calm voice was full of alienation and ridicule: "Should I call you Feng Qingshang? Or Murong Qingyi? Or yes......"

There are some things she hasn't confirmed yet, but even if she is confirmed, she still can't say that name.

"Rujin told you everything." Murong Qingyi's tone was affirmative rather than doubtful as he poured down the strong wine one gulp at a time.

Seeing the sea-like bitterness and loneliness in his eyes, a trace of sarcasm crossed Qingyun's lips, and she turned her head to look at the full moon in the dark night sky, noncommittal.

"This is 'Dream Homecoming', brewed from the most blooming Manjusawa petals. The wine has a clean and elegant aroma. I brewed it for Shuhui myself. Shuhui said that every time she tastes this wine, she feels like returning to the Hometown, hence the name 'Menghuixiang'...Since she passed away, I still brew three altars every year and bury them beside the gazebo." Picking up a wine glass and filling it with 'Menghuixiang', put it in front of Qingyun, Murong Qingyi's voice was hoarse: "Don't worry, it's non-toxic, and it won't cause your cold."

He stretched out his hand to pick up the white jade wine glass on the table, and saw that the color of the wine was clear and bright red, the aroma was as elegant as orchid, and it was refreshing to smell. Persevere.

When I dream of returning to my hometown, my longing and melancholy linger in my bones, but I can't go back to my hometown when I miss my hometown. I can only pin my melancholy on this wine!

What a 'dream back home', what a delicate and gentle Murong Yueshi Shuhui!

After gulping down a sip of strong wine, Murong Qingyi looked at the full moon, his eyes blurred, full of remorse and sadness, and his whole body was covered with an unresolved melancholy, a heartbreaking melancholy: "Today is Shuhui's death day. Burn a stick of incense in front of her spirit, I think she will be very happy if she has a spirit in the sky."

After hearing this, Qingyun frowned slightly.

No wonder she has been in Xinggu County for so many days, but Murong Qingyi chose today to rob her to this Murong family's other courtyard, so that's how it is.

It's just that she doesn't have the slightest affection for Murong Qingyi, a coward who didn't persevere until the end, and didn't know remorse until he hurt the closest person around him.

What's more, the Sima family and Juechen Palace are endless enemies!

Murong Qingyi obviously didn't expect Qingyun to say anything, but he couldn't explain why, he was particularly sad tonight, maybe it was because today was his wife's death day, or maybe it was because Qingyun's appearance resembled his wife's, it seemed that there was a kind of Unspeakable emotions moved his heart, so that tonight he wanted to express the thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart for many years, as if he couldn't vomit quickly.

"Murong's family and Wen's family are both famous families. Meng'er and I are about the same age. Our childhood sweethearts have a deep relationship and we have already made a private decision for life. However, my parents think that Meng'er is arrogant and domineering and greedy for vanity, so they strongly oppose us being together, and even marry us. I locked myself in the room and closely watched the officials, and I was not allowed to see Meng'er..."

Slowly playing with the white jade wine glass in her hand, Qingyun still looked at the cold full moon and sparse stars in the vast night sky, her face as calm as water.

Rujin had already told her about this grievance, but she wanted to hear what Murong Qingyi had to say, so she didn't stop it.

"I managed to bribe the servant who guarded me and escaped from the house, but Meng'er's parents had already married her to the capital. How easy is it to meet her? Later..."

Later, Murong Qingyi tried his best to find out that Wen Rumeng was going to Wan'an Temple to offer incense, so he waited in advance at Wan'an Temple, and sure enough, he saw Wen Rumeng who was thinking about it day and night.

It's just that Wen Rumeng's face was haggard, and there was an unconcealable sadness between her brows, which deeply hurt Murong Qingyi's heart. At that moment, Murong Qingyi felt extremely guilty for not being able to protect Wen Rumeng, and also resented his parents for breaking up the two of them. Happiness.

Murong Qingyi managed to lure Wen Rumeng to a secluded place. The two who had been separated for several months couldn't help themselves for a while, so they did the whole thing. At the same time, Wen Rumeng told Murong Qingyi that she was pregnant. Murong Qingyi's bloodline.

Murong Qingyi, who was already deeply in love with Wen Rumeng, was ecstatic to learn that the two of them had the crystallization of love. Naturally, she didn't want her beloved to stay with other men. Father, the two agreed to elope at night three days later.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Wen Rumeng, Murong Qingyi went to the Murong family's shop in the capital to take away several 10 taels of silver notes, and then hid in a private house not far from the noble family's house and waited anxiously, looking forward to A family of three will live a happy and happy life in the future.

Three days later, in the middle of the night, Murong Qingyi arrived outside the backyard wall that Wen Rumeng had mentioned, but he never heard the signal that the two had agreed on.

Time passed by, and Wen Rumeng still did not appear. Murong Qingyi was impatient and worried about Wen Rumeng's safety, and wanted to climb up the courtyard wall to see what happened. Firstly, he was powerless, and secondly, he was afraid of being When people found out, they could only wait patiently holding the bag full of banknotes, secretly praying that Wen Rumeng could come out safely as soon as possible.

At this moment, the small door in the backyard suddenly opened quietly, Wen Rumeng walked out with a panicked expression, Murong Qingyi's hanging heart finally fell.

It's a pity that before Murong Qingyi dragged Wen Rumeng away, the originally dark and quiet courtyard was suddenly brightly lit, and dozens of servants carrying lanterns quickly surrounded the two of them.

Surrounded by the family servants, a handsome man dressed in fine clothes walked slowly towards the two of them, but the man's expression could not be seen clearly in the light of the fire.

Wen Rumeng turned pale with fright, trembling uncontrollably, looked at the man and said in a low voice, "Old, master..."

Holding Wen Rumeng tightly behind him, staring at the rival in love who stole his beloved woman, Murong Qingyi resisted the panic in his heart, straightened his back and confronted the man proudly.

The man waved his hand, and two servant girls immediately stepped forward to help Wen Rumeng back to the room, while Murong Qingyi was escorted by two servants to a secret room.

Murong Qingyi, who was not reconciled to falling short of success, boldly said: "I really love Menger with you, and please master it! I would like to give these belongings to the master, and vowed to go away with Meng'er incognito, never to be in front of the master again." Appear!" After speaking, he handed the bag full of banknotes to the man.

Unexpectedly, the man accepted the bank note, not only did he fail to fulfill Murong Qingyi and the two, but he also forced Murong Qingyi to agree that the entire Murong family must be used by him.

Although Murong Qingyi resented his parents for breaking him and Meng'er cruelly, he knew that the Murong family's current wealth and status was the result of painstaking efforts of several generations. Personal affairs ruined the painstaking efforts of generations, so he sternly refused.

Seeing that Murong Qingyi was still stubborn, the man ordered his servants to beat him to death, and then threw his body into the graveyard.

It happened that the former master of Juechen Palace passed by, and seeing that Murong Qingyi was still breathing, he brought him back to Juechen Palace to treat him with all his heart.

So far, Murong Qingyi has settled down in Juechen Palace. The previous palace lord taught him all his lifelong knowledge of martial arts, and even passed on the position and mission of palace lord to him when he was dying, but he never stepped out of Juechen Palace. .

Three years later, Murong Qingyi, who studied hard and practiced hard, acquired good martial arts, so he returned to Beijing again to take Wen Rumeng away.

However, the mansion was heavily guarded, even Murong Qingyi was very skilled in martial arts, there was nothing he could do about it, and it ended in his disastrous defeat, but the man kindly let him see Wen Rumeng and his daughter.

Seeing his longing lover and his beautifully carved daughter, Murong Qingyi strengthened his determination to take back his lover and daughter, and prepared to refuse the dusty palace to practice martial arts hard, develop his power, and hoped that one day the family of three would be reunited.

Unexpectedly, on the way to reject Dust Palace, Murong Qingyi heard that his mother was seriously ill in bed and would die soon.

Thinking of the fact that his mother who loved and cared for him almost broke her heart for him, shed tears because of his stubbornness and reluctance, and now she is seriously ill in bed, Murong Qingyi blamed herself so much that she decided to go back to the house quietly to visit her mother, and then Reject the Dust Palace again.

Who would have thought that after seeing his mother, Murong Qingyi knew that her mother was pretending to be sick, and the purpose was to trick him back. He wanted to leave but found that he was powerless. . . . . .