Chapter 144: Another Poor Man

"The matter of Zhilan and Qi Zhen is Yang Qian that you asked Wu's mother to tell. That's why Yang Qian caught Qi Zhen off guard. It's just that I'm not so sure. ”

Liang Meng turned around, still with that smiling calm look on his face. staring at Yan Niang's eyes, they were as sharp as a knife.

"What?"

Yan Niang cowardly spoke under Liang Meng's forced gaze.

"Mother Wu, is she the one you planted in Qi Mansion in the first place, or did you cast a spell on her and manipulate her?"

"You"

Yan Niang's eyes widened and she looked at Liang Meng in disbelief.

"You want to ask me why I know about Mother Wu, and how did I know about your relationship with Mother Wu, right?"

Liang Meng's piercing made Yanniang's heart weak. His eyes dodged left and right, but he didn't dare to look at Liang Meng again.

I lowered my head for a long time before I raised it again. It's just that he's completely changed as a person.

Cowardice, shock, and doubt all disappeared, and the grease-smeared face was cold and calm.

Since the disguise has been recognized, it has to be shown to the real face.

Liang Meng was not at all surprised.

can quietly separate two people who love each other, and do it without revealing it, so that people don't notice it at all. The woman who successfully married herself into the Qi Mansion can be a simple character.

Even if there were, it was just a disguise for her.

"The Qi and Yang clans already have a deep grudge, even if I didn't let Mother Wu report the news, it would be impossible for the two of them to be together. ”

"Really?"

Liang Meng was full of oppression, and took two steps closer to Yanniang. looked at Yan Niang, didn't even bother to hang up the fake smile on her face, and stared at Yan Niang with cold eyes.

"If that's the case, why are you in a hurry to let Mother Wu go to Yang's Mansion to report the news. ”

"It's not because you heard Qi Zhen's promise to Zhilan, if he is really forced to do so, he will give up everything and fly away with Zhilan. ”

"Zhilan's death. Qi Yi, Qi Zhen, Yang Qian, and Wu Ma all have a share. But if you want to say the culprit, the initiator. Yan Niang"

Liang Meng smiled coldly when he said this.

"You are not wronged for this crime. ”

"I have been so confused for so many years, thinking of Zhilan's tragic death, and watching Qi Zhen suffer from the curse day by day. Don't you have a trace of guilt and regret in your heart?"

Yan Niang had already burst into tears in Liang Meng's torture. Shaking his head, his face full of pain. The tears washed the fat powder into a pulp, sticky and greasy on the face, very ugly.

"Me"

Yan Niang whimpered and opened her mouth. The lips trembled in bright colors.

"For so many years, I have lived in torment every day. There is never a moment of peace in my heart. ”

Yan Niang's voice trembled. She seemed to be extremely cold, and her arms were tightly wrapped. Even his voice was shivering from the cold.

"I wasn't born callous. Zhilan's death, I, I,"

Yan Niang bent her waist, crying all over her body. The words were filled with endless remorse and pain.

"Over the years, how many sleepless nights, I always saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at me in the dark. There is also a voice that keeps ringing in my ears that you owe it, and it will have to be paid back. ”

"Do you think I've lived comfortably for so many years? ”

Yan Niang suddenly shouted sadly. The despair and pain are not difficult to understand.

"My heart was tormented day and night, and I couldn't find a moment of peace. I'm worse than dead, better than dead!"

"Especially when I watched Brother Zhen suffer from that torture, I wished that I was the one who died in the first place. ”

The two legs seemed to lose consciousness, and suddenly the ground bent, and Yan Niang fell to her knees on the dirty ground. Tuft Xin's expensive dress was suddenly stained with dust.

Liang Meng looked at Yan Niang's crying body, and the coldness in her eyes dissipated mostly.

At least, this person is not completely heartless.

"I met Qi Zhen when I was very young. ”

It took a long time for Yan Niang to stop crying, and her body kneeling on the ground did not move.

A layer of mist appeared in the lifeless gray eyes, and with Yan Niang's narration, slowly, the mist was lifted away layer by layer by the past.

Liang Meng turned around and continued to look at the misty mountains. didn't fall in his ears the slightest words that Yan Niang said.

"My mother is a concubine, and she has a soft temperament and doesn't like to fight. My father's pity for my mother was wiped out by my birth. My father wanted a son, but my mother gave birth to me. ”

"Without a favored concubine, the status is worse than that of a servant. Anyone in the house can bully her, and no servant obeys her mother's assignment. ”

"I've been helping my mother since I was an adult. I help carry the water when my mother does the laundry, and I help me make the pot when my mother cooks. My mother and I live in the most remote courtyard in the house. But no matter how hard the days are, my mother and I are always together. My mother is happy, and I am happy. ”

"We've descended into the dirt, but there are still people who want to bully us. Those aunts abused my mother, and those aunts' children bullied me. ”

"My mother died on a very cold and snowy day. My father didn't even look at it, but sent a servant. ”

The servant covered his mouth and nose, and looked at me on his knees with disgust and his mother, who was lying on the bed, and stiffened. It's like we're some kind of filthy filth. ”

"The servant covered my mother with a worn, filthy roll of bamboo, and threw it out with me. The snow was so heavy that there wasn't even a single figure on the street. ”

"All I have is a pair of shoes with holes on my feet. I tore off the rotten bamboo curtain that was covering my mother's body, pulled my mother's stiff arm and dragged her to her back, walked and stopped in the heavy snow, and both legs were frozen, and finally I couldn't walk anymore, so I chose to bury my mother under a tree. ”

"My mother's grave was picked up little by little by me with my hands. I cried as I picked it up, tears freezing on my face. But I don't feel cold anymore. At that time, when I was digging the grave, I thought about it, and I would lie down in it with my mother. ”

"Anyway, except for my mother, there is no one worthy of me to stay. ”

When Yan Niang said this, her eyes that were dyed with despair because of pain and sadness suddenly lit up.

Although the light is weak, it has a terrifying power.

Yan Niang's appearance was already ordinary, but now she is even more miserable because of the tears and fat powder. At this moment, because of this light in his eyes, a strange and charming halo appeared.

"But at this time, I met Qi Zhen. He helped me bury my mother and took me to Qi Mansion. ”

"I don't love less than that Zhilan, why? Why can't it be me who stays with Qi Zhen all my life. ”

Yan Niang's words showed a little crazy stubbornness.

Liang Meng didn't interrupt her. A faint sigh, if the feelings are determined by the amount of one-sided love of a person, then there will be a lot less troubles and sorrows in this world.

"Growing up in the Qi Mansion, I naturally know very well the grievances between the Qi and Yang clans. Qi Zhen and Zhilan are together, to be honest, I'm not really worried about it. for I know what is insurmountable between them. ”