Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 782 I understand
Meng Dingkun looked around, looking for Mei Luochen's figure.

"Grandpa..." Meng Zhaozhao pulled his sleeve and said weakly, "Grandpa, it's not brother Luochen, it's Qianqian's. She pricked her finger with a needle and squeezed a drop of blood for you. It hurts even when I look at it... But, Grandpa, why did you get better after drinking Qianqian's blood? Don't we always take pills?"

Meng Dingkun directly ignored the second half of her sentence, his eyes fixed on Qingluo suddenly, and his voice became a little sharp: "One drop? You only used one drop of blood?"

brush!
Mr. Ning also looked over.

The heirs brought by the Ningmeng family looked at a loss and were at a loss.

Qingluo's thoughts turned slightly, she smiled and said, "Yes, a drop of blood."

"No, it's impossible!" Meng Dingkun couldn't believe it, and muttered to himself, "It really appeared, it really appeared...the legend is true..."

Looking at him, Meng Zhaozhao was very frightened, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Meng Dingkun ignored her, walked up to Qingluo, bent his knees, plopped down and knelt down, and said in his mouth: "Your servant has seen my master! My master has ordered you to smash my body to pieces, and I will not hesitate to do so!"

The sudden change stunned everyone.

Meng Dingkun actually knelt down to Miss Mei's family and called himself a slave?

Meng Zhaozhao was also stunned, "Grandpa, are you stupid? What's wrong with you?"

"You kneel down for me too!" Meng Dingkun pulled his granddaughter and two grandsons down without hesitation, and knelt down for Qingluo together.

Mr. Ning took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he gave his grandsons a look, and they also came to Qingluo, knelt down solemnly, and saluted.

The masters all knelt down, and there was no reason for the servants to stand.So the servants brought by the Ningmeng family also knelt down blankly.

Things happened so fast, before Qingdu could react, there was already a crowd of kneeling people in front of him.

Everyone in the Mei family looked normal.

Ever since they knew Qingluo's bloodline, they knew it would be like this.

The Ning and Meng families were originally servants of the Dayue Clan.

It's just that after the fall of the Da Yue Clan, the blood of the descendants became thinner and thinner, and they no longer recognized the Mei family as the real Da Yue Clan.

Naturally, they will not recognize them as masters.

Now the royal blood reappeared, the Da Yue Clan reappeared, the Ning and Meng families adhered to the family precepts, surrendered again, and recognized Qingluo as the main one.

Qingluo hurriedly said: "...you don't have to be like this, get up."

"Follow my lord's order." Meng Dingkun led a group of people to stand up, slightly lowering their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

He has completely regarded himself as a courtier.

"Grandpa..." Meng Zhaozhao was curious and at a loss, not understanding what this meant.

Why did they suddenly kneel down to Mei Qianqian?

Didn't grandpa and the others try their best to prevent others from inheriting the position of Patriarch?
Meng Dingkun knew that since the emperor's blood had appeared, it was time to let the younger generations know some things in advance.

So he explained it briefly, and even explained the cause of the so-called genetic disease of the Ningmeng family.

Meng Zhaozhao and several sons of the Ning family suddenly learned that the real cause of the family's genetic disease was actually poisoned by the Emperor Dayueshi hundreds of years ago, and they were shocked and speechless.

Seeing their expressions, Qing Luo couldn't help being a little embarrassed even though this matter had nothing to do with her.

Back then, that one person's desire for power had harmed his two families for hundreds of years!
And in the foreseeable future, such pain will continue indefinitely.

Unless the Mei family can find a real antidote, or... simply after the Ningmeng family is wiped out, their pain will stop.

After knowing the truth, the young masters of the Ning family all turned green when they looked at Qing Luo.

This made Qingluo feel like she had become a vat of living antidote.

And it can automatically produce unlimited...

When Old Master Ning saw it, he stepped forward angrily and gave them a slap, and said angrily, "Who allows you to look directly at the master so rudely? I will kill you!"

Meng Zhaozhao almost cried in fright.

In terms of rudeness, what she did before was a hundred times more rude than this!

Qingluo let out a sigh of relief, and said: "Master Ning, you don't have to be like this. I am not your master. As for the antidote, the Mei family will provide it on time every year, so you can rest assured."

"Master!" Old Master Ning's face changed greatly, and he knelt down directly, "The servant finally waited for the master, is the master going to abandon us?"

Qingluo was dumbfounded.

Abandoning something is too serious.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mr. Ning's face was ashen, and he quickly drew out his sword, and wiped it on his neck with his backhand, his eyes were solemn and solemn: "Since the master has abandoned the slave, the only way for the slave to show his will is to die!"

Everyone was shocked.

Qing Luo was the closest, and immediately took out Long Yuan Sword, and cut off his sword in time.

Even so, his neck had already been cut by the sword, and blood flowed out all at once.

"Nonsense! What are you doing!"

Qingluo was a little annoyed, and shouted in a clear voice.

A son of the Ning family hurried over to bandage him to stop the bleeding.

"Go away!" Mr. Ning pushed him away, and said decisively to Qingluo, "The master does not recognize the slave, and the slave has to die!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and smashed the sky cap on himself.

"Ning Zhengde!" Qingluo roared, "Are you finished? Get lost!"

"Master, is this an order for the slave?" Mr. Ning was surprised and delighted.

Qingluo suddenly felt powerless as if she had hit the cotton with her fist, and said helplessly, "Take it as an order, get out immediately."

"Follow my lord's order!" Elder Ning was full of joy, took a step closer to Qingluo, and said in a low voice, "Master, when will we start the restoration plan?"

Qingluo: "...When did I tell you that I was going to restore the country?"

Mr. Ning had a frantic look on his face: "You don't need to tell the master, the slave will understand it in his heart!"

Qing Luo: "You understand what you understand!"

Mr. Ning immediately said: "I understand that the master doesn't want ordinary people to suffer, but you have to know that once you achieve great things, you should not stick to small details. For the sake of our Da Yue Clan, the master will do everything. You can't have the kindness of a woman!"

Qingluo: "..."

This old man's brain is too big, it's a pity not to write a book.

"Ning Zhengde, are you sick?" Mei Zheng stared at him with wide eyes, "My granddaughter has just succeeded to the position of patriarch, and you are encouraging her to return to the country and fight the war. You want to die yourself, don't go crazy here!"

"Hehe, I'm talking to the master, what's the matter with you?" In the eyes of Mr. Ning, the rest of the Mei family have thin blood, and they are not qualified to become the royal family of the Dayue clan at all.

And Ning Zhengde's ancestor was the Great General Protecting the Nation. From then until now, he has only served the emperor's blood!
(End of this chapter)