Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 532
It was a five-member cavalry team, judging from their attire and accent, they were from Beiliang, and some of them were armed. They seemed to be from Jianghu, and most of them were going to the He Family Villa.

Zhong Yu had already put on his bamboo hat at some point, and the three of them walked towards the inn, and the group of people had already approached them. After taking a look at them, one of them sat on a tall horse and shouted into the room: "The shopkeeper , is there any room available?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly came out: "Sorry, sir, it's full."

The shopkeeper said that he was full, and at the same time welcomed Meng Baiyun and the others inside.

The man half bent down, glanced at the inn, and frowned: "It's deserted and impersonal, why is it full, and why did they go in."

Among the five people, the handsome-faced man in the iron blue robe said with a light smile, "Let's go, third brother, there is always more than one inn in this town."

"Ok."

Those people were not very cruel, and continued to move forward on their own.

Xiangu leaned closer to Meng Baiyun's ear: "Five swordsmen, a wandering team, five big men are always together wherever they go, and they all say that they have a very close relationship, of that kind."

Meng Baiyun instantly understood what that was.

Xiangu continued: "Did you see that man in the iron green robe? He said that he was enslaved by women, and that he was the wives of the four of them. They all listened to him, little girl, hee hee."

Xiangu sneered, seeming to disdain such things.

Meng Baiyun didn't make a sound, just followed Zhong Yu inside.

The inn was deserted, not like it was full of customers. After hearing the conversation between the shopkeeper and Zhong Yu, Meng Baiyun understood that Zhong Yu was considerate and had already arranged the itinerary along the way, including the inn along the way.

Here is the first stop under his charter.

Warm in his heart, he is always so methodical and orderly in his dealings with others.

If it hadn't been for her and Yan Hongyi's ghostly idea back then, which aroused King Jin's ambitions and made the scene like that, then the country might already belong to him.

He was such a wise, intelligent, ambitious and intelligent person, but in the end he fell into the hands of her and Yan Hongyi.

The [-] garrisons in Southern Chu were supposed to support him to the top, and Wen Yuan was originally his wife, and he should have gotten what he wanted, sitting in the world and responding to everyone.

Now, it is reduced to wearing a veil every time you go out to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Meng Baiyun suddenly felt that he was wrong.

In the past, she thought that the two of them just had different political stances, so whatever she did to him was due to his own uneasiness and kind intentions to rebel, and it was his own fault.

But now she suddenly understood that even if he really deserved a moral trial, she shouldn't go in and step on it.

The most painful foot was stepped on by her.

After that, she kicked and stomped without any shame, and always felt that he insisted on usurping the throne, insisting on standing in the position of a rebellious minister, insisting on taking that position, he deserved it.

But now, the person who was hurt by her like that, when she was in the most pain, smiled at her as gently as before, warm as the sun in April, carefully prepared for her, worried about her needs, and told her to let her give up Go ahead and start well.

She was thinking, is she really qualified to accept him?

Looking at his back, guilt spread like a rope, binding her heart, lungs and limbs.

"sorry."

She almost blurted it out.

Xiangu stood beside her, a little surprised: "What's wrong, why are you saying sorry to me?"

Zhong Yu also turned around, they couldn't see Meng Baiyun's face behind the veil, but he seemed to sense it, and chuckled lightly: "Go upstairs, eat more at night, the cook here is from Beiliang, Make some Beiliang food and see if it suits your taste."

Meng Baiyun felt like crying at this moment, don't be so nice to her.

Especially after she realized how deeply she hurt him back then.

The inn is not luxurious, but all the layout of the room makes people feel warm.

Several stoves were obviously waiting for the arrival of the owner, and the room had already been warmed up.

There is hot water burning on the table, and the hot steam curls up, so that the house will not be too dry because of the coals.

Zhong Yu's thoughtfulness went so far that she knew that she was not in good health, so she asked someone to warm up the room in advance, and was afraid that the room would be too dry, so she boiled a pot of water, and the steam fumigated the room.

Smell it carefully, it is not ordinary water, there is a fragrance of peaches and plums, a sweet and fruity fragrance.

There was a cold and painful place in her heart, as if infected by this fruity fragrance, it was slightly warmed.

Someone pushed her into eternal doom, but somewhere, someone remembered her preferences when she was young, and warmed her from the smallest details.

"Peach blossoms are so fragrant."

She turned around and looked at him with emotion in her eyes.

"It seems that you still like it. You used to say that you like peach blossoms the most. After you marry me, you will plant peach blossoms all over Prince Qin's mansion."

"Yeah, I was still planning how to plant it in my heart. At that time, I was really sure that I would be able to marry you."

"Unfortunately, I woke up too late."

"No, I'm not persistent enough."

There was silence in the air.

Neither of them spoke anymore. After an unknown period of time, he came over first and gently took her into his arms. A gentle voice sounded above her head: "I know it's not right to say such things now, but I still miss you You know, no matter when, no matter where my mansion is, as long as you want, you can plant it full of peach blossoms."

Meng Baiyun was startled.

The hand holding her has been loosened: "If my words make you burdened and stressed, I'm sorry, are you hungry?"

That pretentiously relaxed tone was clearly afraid of being rejected.

As a matter of fact, it was really impossible for Meng Baiyun to give him any response.

Because now she doesn't have the strength to love someone.

Her heart is full of hatred, the overwhelming hurt she suffered in the previous love, the guilt towards him, and all kinds of messy pain, suffering, and bitter emotions. In this way, she can't even love herself, so how can she know how? to love others.

She didn't want to make herself so selfish that she wanted to use him as a healing tool because it was too painful.

She changed the topic, and she pretended she didn't hear it just now, shaking her head: "I'm not hungry, but I'd like to eat something, so as not to delay tomorrow's trip."

"Okay, I want someone to bring in the food."

"kindness."

The dinner was extremely sumptuous, all of which were familiar Beiliang dishes, and some of the dishes were often made in the Dragon Mansion.

Seeing things and thinking about the past, Meng Baiyun suddenly lost his appetite.

But thinking about going on the road tomorrow, and afraid that Zhong Yu, who was eating at the same table, would be worried, so he encouraged himself to correct his mentality and put food in his mouth.

I don't have much appetite, I forcefully stuff it in but it's still stuffed in, and I don't spit it out like a few days ago.

Thinking of that worm with a cute name, the fat worm, everything he wanted to eat went into its stomach, at least relying on it can at least restore this body that is so weak that he even despises it.

For the next few days, Meng Baiyun ate and slept well.

He said he slept well, and most of the time he took hypnotics.

At night, everything was silent, and there was an ice blade in her heart, stabbing her with a knife. She was so painful that she couldn't sleep, and she was afraid of delaying her trip, so she could only pour medicine on herself.

Finally, relying on a bug and a handful of medicine, on the night of the fifth day of the lunar new year, he arrived at Hejiapu, the most northwest city of Dongling.

This city is named after the famous He family in the city, and you can feel his unique temperament from the gate of the city.

After Xiangu entered the city, she rode with them in a carriage. Having traveled all over the world, she was no stranger to this city, so she introduced it to Meng Baiyun lively.

"Hejiabao was originally not called Hejiabao, but Sanyi Town. The origin of the name is unknown, but it has been called for hundreds of years. Until more than 100 years ago, the He family of the royal family moved here. This place was renamed Hejiacheng, and then the name changed several times over the years, until a few years ago, it was changed to Hejiabao."

"You see a lot of blacksmiths and weapons sellers on the road. This is because the old owner of the Hejiashan Villa is a martial idiot. Over the years, every year on the sixth day of the lunar new year, he will hold a gathering of heroes to gather all the talents from all over the world in Hejiabao. First, Eat and drink for a few days, and then set up an arena to compete for treasures. The treasures are different every year, and they are all picked by the No.1 person. Sometimes the treasures are weapons, sometimes they are rare treasures, and sometimes they are medicinal materials. Over the years, this year’s competition is the most important one, and it’s also the first time for me to participate, so I’m a little excited.”

"Only those who have received the invitation can enter?"

Meng Baiyun looked at Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu nodded.

Meng Baiyun was thoughtful, but Zhong Yu seemed to understand what she was thinking, and said: "The old woman next to him is not simple, and this old woman was also invited in this invitation."

It turned out to be the case.

"That old man, what's his background?"

"I don't know, I've checked, but I can't find out why, but the He family villa can invite her, the owner of the villa may know her background, Baiyun, when you arrive at the villa, don't call me Zhong Yu again, my name in the world , called renunciation."

give up.

give up.

Meng Baiyun repeated the name over and over again.

Xiangu suddenly said: "I just stopped thinking about you."

Meng Baiyun was taken aback, Zhong Yu's expression was slightly lowered, and then his face became a little unnatural: "Don't listen to her nonsense, this is the name I walked in the rivers and lakes a long time ago, and I didn't take it later."

Meng Baiyun nodded.

"Since the real name is inconvenient, I can no longer be called Meng Baiyun. Since you are called Duan Nian, I will call you Wuxin. If you are Wuxin, you will not be hurt, and if you are not hurt, you will be strong."

Zhong Yu's brows tightened slightly for a very Jianghu name, he was noncommittal, and after a long silence, he said: "Call it Wuyou, Wuyou Wuyou."

Before Meng Baiyun could speak, Xiangu yelled: "Then my name is Wuxin. I like this name. I think it has a special connotation and a special story. That's it. Baiyun, your name is Wuyou, and my name is Wuxin. , as for you, it’s still called your renunciation.”

Thus, Wuxin's name was snatched away.

It's okay if it's not enough.

If Zhong Yu's hope is that she be carefree, then at least she doesn't want him to see how much pain and sadness she has put in her heart.

(End of this chapter)