Return of Jin Yi

Chapter 50 The king promises you

The capital, the Palace of the Regent.

Meng Jing placed A-Xian in the Green Bamboo Garden in the backyard, and Zhe Jin and Zhe Xia, who used to serve Chu Ci, took care of her personally.

After using the scar cream for nearly two months, the wounds on her body have faded a lot. Seeing the effect, Meng Jing asked the people from the Rejuvenation Pavilion to help make a batch.

Since Chu Ci left, A-Xian has become more and more dependent on Wang Qiusheng.

If it wasn't for Wang Qiusheng's coaxing, she would want to share the bed with Wang Qiusheng at night.

That night, after Wang Qiusheng put A-Xian to sleep, he dragged his exhausted body to Meng Jing's study in the front yard.

When Meng Jing heard that Wang Qiusheng asked to see him, he hesitated a little, and asked someone to bring him in.

After Wang Qiusheng came in, he stepped forward and saluted Meng Jing respectfully.

Meng Jing looked at his frail body, his face was almost pale, and his brows were slightly frowned, "Mr. Wang came to my king's place so late. I don't know why?"

Wang Qiusheng had a dull itching pain in his throat. He covered his mouth and clicked twice lightly. Then he looked at Meng Jing and said, "Come here, I want to ask the lord for something."

"What's the matter?" Meng Jing looked at him fixedly and asked, passing the smell of blood that suddenly entered his nose.

Wang Qiusheng coughed twice more, and then said, "The grass man has been poisoned deeply, and his life is not long. I want to ask the prince... for the rest of my life, I will take care of Ah-Xian, Ah-Xian... She has suffered too much in the first half of her life. The grass-roots hope that she In the future, I can live in such an ordinary way... I hope the prince will stop trying to find her memory!"

"..." Meng Jing fell silent after hearing this.

After a long time, he looked at the shadows in Wang Qiusheng's eyes and said, "This king promises you."

Wang Qiusheng bowed his hand and thanked him.

Meng Jing paused for a moment, then asked again, "Is there really no cure for your poisonous wound?"

Wang Qiusheng shook his head feebly, "If you drag it on for too long, you will be exhausted."

"Do you regret it?" After he finished speaking, Meng Jing suddenly looked into his eyes and asked, "In order to find Ah Xian, I delayed my chance to detoxify, have you ever regretted it?"

Hearing Meng Jing's question, Wang Qiusheng didn't answer his question, but instead asked him, "What about you, my lord, have you ever regretted giving up your concubine and your own flesh and blood for the sake of A-Xian?"

Hearing this, Meng Jing's eyes suddenly darkened, his fists on the table were tightly clenched, and his pale lips were drawn into a line.

After a long time, he said, "My lord, I don't regret it." He owes Ah Xian too much, and he should do anything for her. He will not regret it, let alone regret it.

As for Chu Ci, whether she likes or resents his decision.

The facts have become a foregone conclusion.

"That grass man never regretted it." Wang Qiusheng looked at Meng Jing and said slowly but firmly.

Meng Jing clenched his fists even tighter, and after a while, he said coolly, "If you have nothing else to do, then step back first!"

"Yes, my lord!" Wang Qiusheng turned and left...

That night, Yunshuiju.

Meng Jing had just fallen asleep after tossing and turning, when suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

He subconsciously opened his eyes, put on his clothes and went to the ground.

Then, the candles in the bedroom were lit.

Han Zhe stepped forward and reported solemnly, "My lord, Mr. Wang is dead."

Wang Qiusheng... died!
Meng Jing's complexion changed, and she walked out...

When he arrived at the Green Bamboo Garden, A-Xian was no longer there.

"Where is the girl!" He looked at the servant girl who was kneeling on the ground in the courtyard and asked sharply.

The leading maid said tremblingly, "Returning to the prince, the girl suddenly woke up at the fourth watch, and ran out regardless... The servants did not dare to stop her, so Zhejin and sister Zhexia followed her out... ..."

As for where he went, Meng Jing could imagine with her knees.

He flicked his sleeves and walked towards the guest courtyard in front again.

When he arrived, the guest room where Wang Qiusheng lived was already in flames, and the servants were carrying buckets to put out the fire, making a lot of noise.

On the open space a little far away from the guest courtyard, Zhejin and Zhexia separated from each other, tightly holding Axian, whose face was full of tears.

Unlike before, at this moment, her eyes are clear.

It is the kind of clarity that Meng Jing is familiar with but unfamiliar.

"Ah-Xian!" Meng Jing stepped forward three steps at a time, holding her shoulders and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"

Hearing his question, A-Xian raised her head and looked at her fixedly, her lips trembling, trying to say something, but couldn't.

Meng Jing noticed her abnormality and said almost tremblingly, "Ah-Xian...you...do you remember something?"

A-Xian's eyes were filled with sadness, and the black eyelashes pressed the autumn-like eyes. She looked at him for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Meng Jing felt complicated, held her hand tightly, and shouted over and over again, "Ah-Xian... Ah-Xian, you have finally returned to my king's side. It will make you take a step away from this king, and I will never let anyone hurt you again..."

A-Xian heard him promise, but her eyes were full of pain. She looked at him, shook her head constantly, her throat groaned, bit by bit, she pulled her hand away from him forcefully. go out.

Holding a handful of air, Meng Jing looked at A-Xian in disbelief, "A-Xian, you..."

With tears in her eyes, A-Xian eagerly looked towards the place where the fire was rising, with an expression on her face that she wished she could live and die together.

Meng Jing seemed to understand something.

He put down his hand hanging in the air, looked at her eyebrows, her lips, and her face that was slowly recovering, and said, "You already like him now, don't you?"

Hearing his question, A-Xian turned around and looked at his disappointed expression, then nodded heavily again and again.

At that moment, Meng Jing felt that she could hardly stand up.

Zhe Xia, who was serving A-Xian's side, had an upright character. She bowed respectfully to Meng Jing and said, "Your Majesty, the fire in the guest house was set by A-Xian. If it wasn't for the slaves and Zhe Xia Jin rushed in together, she wanted to die for love with Mr. Wang."

The word "sacrifice for love" came out.

Meng Jing's face turned even paler.

He subconsciously clenched his fists loudly, then looked at A-Xian, and asked word by word, "Is everything Zhe Xia said true?"

A-Xian suffers from dumbness and cannot speak, but there is no problem with her hearing.

Hearing this, she nodded seriously to Meng Jing.

She didn't say anything, but through her eyes, Meng Jing saw her mood at the moment.

She...was no longer the one with whom he had a childhood sweetheart and made a private decision for life.

The current her was reborn in the palm of Wang Qiusheng.

She only had Wang Qiusheng in her heart, and she even gave up her own life for him.

Faced with such words, Meng Jing wanted to say a thousand words in her heart, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that everything was in vain.

So in the end, he didn't say anything.

The fire in the guest courtyard continued to burn until daylight.

By the time the fire was extinguished, Wang Qiusheng's body had turned into a scorched black skeleton.

A-Xian never left the guest house from the beginning to the end.If she doesn't leave, Meng Jing will accompany her.

After restraining the bones, Meng Jing looked at A-Xian and said hoarsely, "What do you want to do with his bones?"

Ah Xian picked up a pen and wrote on the rice paper specially prepared by Han Zhe, "I want to bring Brother Wang back to Qingya Mountain in Honglu County for burial."

Meng Jing: "This king will send you off."

A-Xian shook her head, paused, and wrote on the paper again, "Brother Xingzhi, A-Xian knows that you did this to me because of guilt, but... time has passed between us, you really shouldn't waste your time and energy It's all wasted on me, you should go after Aci... She is still pregnant with your child, it's too unfair for you to treat her like this."

"No, A-Xian, you are wrong!" Meng Jing suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly grasped A-Xian's pen-holding hand, "My king never treats you because of guilt... You were always my king before and now. The only person I've ever loved. This king has missed you once, and this time, no matter what you say, this king will never let go of your hand! This king has regretted it for ten years, and I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life."

"...What about Ah Ci?" A-Xian wrote on the paper.

Meng Jing frowned tightly, with a painful look on her face, "A Ci, she was an accident... This king needs a child, so..."

Hearing this, Ah Yuan sighed, and wrote on the paper again, "If we get together again, you will never see Ah Ci and that child again. Brother Xingzhi, can you do it?"

Meng Jing nodded, "This king can do it."

A-Xian had nothing to say, "That's it... I will marry Brother Xingzhi after I have kept my filial piety for Brother Wang for a hundred days."

Hearing what she said, Meng Jing's brows and eyes softened in an instant, raised her head, and gently smoothed the hair beside her ear, and said, "This king will marry you in a good manner, and I will never be separated for the rest of my life."

Axian nodded.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the invitation letter from Nanjun Palace in Jinling was handed over to Emperor Jingming in the palace.

After Emperor Jingming saw the name of the concubine Shizi, he laughed out loud at that time.

Seeing this, the great eunuch Li Zhong asked suspiciously, "Why does the emperor laugh at the invitation letter presented by the king of Nanjun?"

Emperor Jing Ming shook his head, picked up the Zhezi, tapped it lightly on the table, and asked Li Zhong, "It's nothing ridiculous to ask for Zhezi to be sealed, but guess who is the concubine that the King of Nanjun wants to invite?"

"The servant can't guess, please remind the emperor!"

The corners of Emperor Jingming's lips curled up again, and he spit out the word "Chu".

After hearing this, Li Zhong's expression changed immediately, "Is that Dr. Chu?"

Emperor Jingming nodded, stretched his body and leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a smile, "I can't tell, this Doctor Chu is really a wonderful person, just after being kicked out by my fourth brother, he can hit Nanjun again on the back." Palace."

Li Zhong followed Emperor Jingming to apologize, paused, and then asked suspiciously, "Nanjun Wang wants to ask Xiangjun Wang for this concubine, can the regent agree?"

When Emperor Jingming heard the words, his expression became serious, he twisted the bag and threw it into Li Zhong's arms, "You'll know if you try it!"

"The emperor means..."

"Send the zhezi to the Prince Regent's mansion, and ask him, how should I approve this zhezi! Do you agree or refute it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Li Zhong agreed, holding the booklet and walking outside...

Prince Regent's Mansion, study in the front yard.

Meng Jing was arranging to accompany A'Xian back to Qingya Mountain in Honglu County, when suddenly, the head of the palace came in from the outside.

Seeing this, Meng Jing asked suspiciously, "What happened? Are you in such a hurry?"

The butler hurriedly said, "It's Eunuch Li from the palace asking to see the prince."

"Eunuch Li asks to see this king?" Meng Jing frowned, "What can you say?"

The steward shook his head, "Eunuch Li didn't say anything explicitly about returning to the lord, but only implicitly said that the emperor has a seal and wants to ask the lord what you mean."

"So let him come in!"

"Yes, my lord!" The butler took the order and left.

After a while, Li Zhong came in from the outside with a booklet.

"The slave has seen the Regent, please greet the Regent, may the Regent be blessed and safe!" Li Zhong stepped forward to salute Qian'er.

Meng Jing waved his hand, looked at the part of his cuff that was sticking out, and asked directly, "I don't know what it is, but you asked Eunuch Li to come to the door in person?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Li Zhong's face, and while presenting the pass, he said, "It's the pass that the King of Nanjun wants to ask for the crown prince concubine for the King of Xiaojun."

Meng Jing took the folder and was slightly taken aback, "What does the king of Nanjun have to do with this king if he asks you to make him a concubine?"

Li Zhong didn't dare to say it clearly, so he could only glance at Zhezi, motioning Meng Jing to read it first.

Full of suspicion, Meng Jing opened the notebook.

At first, there was no reaction, but... the moment he saw the person's name and family background, his face tensed up.

He also finally understood why Emperor Jingming sent him the note that the King of Nanjun asked him to be a concubine for his son.

His imperial brother clearly wanted to see his jokes.

Li Zhong saw Meng Jing's complexion changed, and he let out a cold air all over his body.

He beat a thousand sons, and asked in a low voice tremblingly, "I don't know... what does the regent mean?"

Meng Jing shook Zhezi's hand lightly, and Zhezi flew back to Li Zhong's hand again.

He looked at Li Zhong's cautious appearance, and sneered, "The king of Nanjun asked his son to be named concubine, what has he got to do with this king! I'm afraid the emperor asked the wrong person!"

Hearing this, Li Zhong quickly cupped his hands, "Then you will disturb the Regent, and the Regent will forgive you."

Meng Jing looked coldly at the outside of the main hall, "Eunuch Li, please walk slowly!"

Li Zhong saluted again, and then left with the notebook.

Because of this, he did not see Meng Jing's face that suddenly froze after he left.

"My lord..." Han Zhe knew that it was impossible for Meng Jing to let go of the former princess completely.He took a deep breath, and said, "Do you really want to watch... Doctor Chu get married?"

Meng Jing stopped Han Zhe to ask, and immediately swept his cold eyes towards him, "After the reconciliation, this king has nothing to do with her. Whether she will marry someone, who she will marry, what has it to do with this king?!"

"However, I have heard that the king of Lu Xiaojun is the number one dandy in Jinling City. He is famous for eating, drinking, playing and gambling, sleeping in flowers, sleeping in willows and fighting for fans... It is a pity for Dr. Chu to marry such a person!"

Meng Jing has been in charge for so many years, so why doesn't he know the details of Lu Yifeng, but unfortunately, he has no position to care about it now.

Han Zhe saw that Meng Jing was still hesitating.

I couldn't help persuading, "This business is not righteous, even if the prince and Dr. Chu can't be a husband and wife, it's not like watching her jump into the fire!"

Meng Jing heard Han Che say such a sentence.

I don't know whether he was finally convinced by him, or if he found the steps, his expression sank, and he immediately called out two Azure Dragon Guards, and said, "Catch up with Eunuch Li and destroy the booklet in his hand!"

"Yes, my lord!" Qinglongwei took the order and left.

Han Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself, it's really hard to be his master's servant!Not only do you have to obey your master's order, but you also have to be winky, and move ladders for your master all the time, so that your master won't be so embarrassed!
Half an hour later, the paperwork for the seal was sent back.

After Meng Jing read it again, she threw it directly into the brazier.

At the same time, the bags for Honglu County were also packed.

Meng Jing helped A-Xian to walk outside the palace...

Jinling City, Lu Family.

Ever since he knew that he was going to marry Chu Ci, King Lu Xiaojun came to Chu Ci's yard every three days to find fault.

Chu Ci thinks he is naive and rarely responds to him.

Feeling anxious, he threw out a few silver needles and locked him in the cold wind for an hour or two without moving.

Later, Lu Xiaojun Wang Xue became obedient, and no longer dared to move his hands and feet. He just sat opposite Chu Ci and flirted with her.

"Whose child are you pregnant with? Why doesn't the father want you?" On this day, King Lu Xiaojun was bored and came to Langyueju to make a scene.

Chu Ci glanced at King Lu Xiaojun, who was sitting on a swing wrapped with fresh flower branches, and raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

King Lu Xiaojun rolled his eyes, "Master, I don't care about you, but I'm worried. If the child's father is some kind of villain, then he will want his son to inherit his father's career in the future. If it harms my Nanjun Palace , so what should I do?"

Hearing this, Chu Ci spat at him, "No matter how evil others are, can they be worse than you?"

King Lu Xiaojun snorted coldly, "Young master, I am a bit of a dandy, but I never dare to commit murder and arson!"

The implication was that he suspected that Chu Ci's ex-husband was a murderer and arsonist.

Hearing what he said, Chu Ci suddenly wanted to tease him.Then he nodded at him seriously, "That's right, my child's father is indeed a villain who kills without batting an eye... There are no less than a hundred lives on his back, and killing him is like cutting cabbage!"

King Lu Xiaojun didn't doubt that he was there, so he turned his eyes, stared straight at her lower abdomen, and said, "Oh no, then your son won't follow his father, will he?"

The corner of Chu Ci's lips curled up, and he pretended to glance at him deeply, "What do you think?"

His expression was full of threats.

After hearing this, King Lu Xiaojun stood up from the swing, "Master, I want to divorce! I want to divorce! I don't want to marry you buy one get one free, with a little devil!"

Chu Ci spread out his hands, his expression was calm, and he looked like he was listening and respectful.

Prince Lu Xiaojun was so angry that he walked out.

After he left, Biyue looked at Chu Ci helplessly, "Girl, is it really okay for you to scare the little county king like this?"

Chu Ci smiled, and there was a bit of melancholy and a bit distant between his eyebrows, "I didn't scare him, everything I said was the truth."

When Meng Jing was on the battlefield, he was not a villain who killed people without blinking an eye, and he had hundreds of lives on his back.

Otherwise, the ten-year war will not end.

Bi Yue: "... Then who was your former husband?"

Chu Ci snorted lightly, "Soldiers pay."

Bi Yue understood.

On the other side, King Lu Xiaojun was kneeling in the courtyard of Luyou Courtyard, and set up a banner saying "If the old lady doesn't allow him to retire, he won't get up".

The old lady was extremely satisfied with Chuci, she wished she could marry into the Prince Nanjun's mansion immediately, how could she respond to King Lu Xiaojun's request!

However, she ordered someone to check the whereabouts of King Lu Xiaojun, and wanted to know the root cause of his doing so.

Then, two quarters of an hour later, the people who went to check the whereabouts brought Bi Yue over.

The old lady looked at Bi Yue suspiciously, and asked, "Why did you come to me suddenly when you didn't accompany Ah Ci?"

Bi Yue hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "I heard that you, old lady, are looking into the root cause of the sudden resignation of the prince of Xiaojun. This slave just happened to know, so I came back to my life!"

After the words fell, she learned what Chu Ci had said to tease King Lu Xiaojun.

After hearing this, the old lady couldn't help laughing, "These two monkeys are really a match made in heaven!"

After speaking, let Biyue go out again, and learn this from King Lu Xiaojun.

Biyue took the order, and immediately went out to learn from King Lu Xiaojun who was kneeling in the courtyard.

After hearing this, King Lu Xiaojun realized that he had been tricked by Chu Ci again.

At the moment, he didn't care about the flag he had set up before, turned around and ran towards Langyueju of Chuci.

When he arrived at Langyue Residence, Chu Ci was already having lunch.

He rushed into the small hall angrily, and was about to question her, but the moment before he spoke, his stomach rumbled.

Chu Ci glanced at the dust on the hem of his robe, guessing that he had been kneeling for a long time, but he didn't bother him any more, pointing directly to the opposite side of the dining table, he said, "Sit down and eat something!"

King Lu Xiaojun blushed and straightened his neck, "Who are you? If you tell me to eat, I will eat. Let me tell you, even if I die of starvation or thirst, I will not take a bite from you. Have a cup of tea!"

Hearing this, Chu Ci raised his head and glanced at him lightly, "Who am I to you? I think even the three-year-old child in Jinling City, who is the servant of Yexiang in the county prince's mansion, knows this question. Tell me, don't you know?"

The implication is that you are not as good as a three-year-old child even if you pour Yexiang?

King Lu Xiaojun stretched out his index finger, gnashed his teeth and pointed at Chu Ci, "... only... only women and villains are difficult to raise!"

Chu Ci smiled slightly, "The king of the small county is really self-aware. Together with you, aren't you the most difficult person in the world?!"

King Lu Xiaojun: "... sharp teeth and a sharp mouth! You have no conscience! A woman like you, even if all the women in the world are dead, I will not marry you!"

Chu Ci didn't care, "Then I'll wait for the little prince to slap himself in the face!" His nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Hmph!" King Lu Xiaojun snorted coldly, he turned to leave, but behind him, the smell of food on the dining table kept drilling into his nostrils.

The dishes on the table seemed to be dishes that he had never eaten before.

"Why, the little prince has changed his mind again? Do you think the dishes in my Langyueju are okay?"

King Lu Xiaojun flicked his sleeves and turned his head, took two quick steps, sat down on the drum stool closest to him, gave Chu Ci a hard look, and said, "For the sake of your eagerness to keep me, I will barely accompany you to have lunch."

Hearing that he was deceiving himself and others, Chu Ci smiled lightly, noncommittal.Between the looks, it was like looking at a junior.

(End of this chapter)