Meng Heng stayed to collect Meng Zhan's body, and Jiang Pengji led people away, leaving the space to Meng Heng.

Everyone left, but Nie Xun didn't leave.

Meng Heng knelt so numb that his knees came back to his senses after a while, and he caught a glimpse of Nie Xun who couldn't see clearly.

"Sincerely, you still have an arm injury, so it's not suitable to stay in a damp and cold dungeon—"

He placed Meng Zhan's cold corpse on the ground and laid it out, broke his hands holding the sword, and released his curled fingers one by one.

Nie Xun came back to his senses at this time, and there was a beast-like gasping movement in his throat, as if he was enduring strong emotions.

"Wow-"

Nie Xun held on to the wall with his intact right hand and retched uncomfortably.

Meng Heng raised his hand and closed Meng Zhan's round eyes, as if he hadn't noticed Nie Xun's abnormal reaction.

"What is your relationship with the Meng Clan?"

Nie Xun wiped the remaining stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and gasped, "Xun was born in the Nie clan of Zhao Bianzhou, what can he have to do with the Meng clan?"

"The head of the Meng family committed suicide, and Chengyun also accidentally injured him for the sake of protecting Heng, all this is not yours. Meng Heng paused, as if he was relieved, "Thanks to Cheng Yun's help today—otherwise, the person lying on the ground at this moment is afraid that he will be Heng." ”

Nie Xun looked at Meng Heng's back with complicated eyes, and his spine, which was usually straight, curled up slightly at this time.

Alone, it is sad to watch.

Xun thought that Liuzhou Mu was a person of great affection, but after this incident, he knew that he was wrong, very wrong. Nie Xun left the dungeon and saw Jiang Pengji unexpectedly, he stepped forward and said, "Liuzhou Mu is doing this, isn't he afraid of being separated from Shijiu and having a disagreement?"

"This is already the best situation, Cousin Heng is a smart person, he knows how to choose the best. Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Meng Zhan's life can't be saved, if his death can be exchanged for the rest of the Meng clan's people to survive, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

According to common sense, even if Meng Heng has no resentment, he will somehow have dislike and be separated from her.

What is the cost of doing so?

Meng Shi is unsheltered!

Meng Heng has a generous and gentle personality, but it does not mean that he is an emotional person.

On the contrary, he is calm and sensible.

"Meng Zhan is Cousin Heng's biological father, but the father-son relationship between them has long been worn out by Meng Zhan. Jiang Pengji looked at Nie Xun calmly and chuckled, "People's hearts are very complicated, but they are also very simple. If Cousin Heng wants to complain about me, I have nothing to say. ”

Hearing this, Nie Xun rolled his throat a few times, and looked at Jiang Pengji's gaze with a little shock.

"Y-you've guessed who I am, right?"

Nie Xun was almost certain that Jiang Pengji knew the truth.

"I'm afraid you don't know, your face is very similar to your aunt. Many years ago, my aunt told me that her young son, who died young, was born with a cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows. Jiang Pengji smiled, "When I first saw you, I only felt that this face was a little familiar. Later, I learned from Bo Gao that you came to Dongqing to look for relatives, so I began to doubt. But there's no evidence, and I'm not sure. It wasn't until Cousin Heng fled Cangzhou that you took extra care of him, and I dared to be sure of how much - why, you have a lot of admiration for Meng Zhan?"

Nie Xun gritted his teeth and said, "How is this possible?"

Meng Zhan didn't raise him, and ruthlessly let his concubine take his identity, burying him in the cold underground when he was born less than a month-

If he had been a little unlucky, this life would have been gone.

Meng Zhanzhi was just a stranger with blood relations to him.

Jiang Pengji sneered, "Since that's the case, isn't it even more unreasonable for you to resent me?"

Nie Xun was so choked that he couldn't speak.

After a while, Nie Xun looked at his hands, and the blood on them had dried up.

"Designing a son to kill his father, Liuzhou Mu is not afraid of retaliation?"

Jiang Pengji said, "You and I are already opposites, my enemies are more than the sea, there is no more than you, and there is no less than you." The winner is king, and the loser is the villain. If one day, I become your prisoner, and you can take this life as you like—"

With that, Jiang Pengji crossed Nie Xun and left here without looking back.

She didn't go far when she saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the long street, and a little warmth rose in her heart.

She doesn't need others to understand her, but if someone is willing to have a heart-to-heart relationship with her, it may be the biggest gain.

The period is special, and Meng Zhan is a prisoner, so his funeral should naturally be simple.

But when Meng Zhan's coffin was buried in the ground, Meng Heng lost a lot of weight, and his clothes that originally fit looked empty.

In order to avoid suspicion, no one from the Meng clan came to the funeral, which made the funeral procession sparse and extremely desolate.

If it weren't for Wei Ci, Feng Zhen and others attending the funeral in Meng Heng's face, they would only be even more depressed.

Although Jiang Pengji did not attend, if she hadn't secretly supported her, Meng Zhan's mourning hall would have been smashed clean by the people of Meng County.

"I really don't know what good things Meng Zhan did in his last life, he did all the bad things in this life, and after he died, there was a good son who died for him. ”

Meng Hun's revenge was avenged, but the knot in his heart was not so easy to unravel.

If his wife and daughter had never had an accident, now he should also hug his grandson and be a happy and peaceful Yue family.

Feng Zhen smiled and poured wine for Meng Hun, and then filled the wine bottle for himself, "Captain Meng might as well renew the room? The revenge of the sister-in-law and niece has been avenged, you should also look away." The dead are gone, and the living are like this. If you live well, they can be at ease under the nine springs. ”

Meng Hun shook his head, he didn't want to continue the strings.

In this life, I just want to be loyal to the Lord and repay the grace of saving my life.

Feng Zhen said casually, "Meng Zhan is dead, and the grievances of the year have finally come to an end." ”

Meng Hun snorted and put down the wine bottle with a bang.

"Zishi doesn't have to beat around the bush, he's a rough man, just say anything straight. ”

Feng Zhen was not embarrassed, but smiled. "Since Captain Meng has spoken, he is really telling the truth. Meng Zhan's troubles are not as bad as the heirs. The lord treats the Meng's side branches, and he is afraid that he will take it lightly. I'll let you know about this first, so that you don't feel uncomfortable. Moreover, Shi Jiu is the cousin of the lord, there is no shortage of talent, and he will be reused in the future, Captain Meng and him-"

Civil and military incompatibility, this is a big taboo.

Meng Hun was silent for a moment and asked, "Is this what the lord meant?"

Feng Zhen smiled, "It's not the lord, I really guessed." ”

Meng Hun took a sip of the wine bottle and snorted, "Meng Shijiu has been defecting to the lord for a while, do you think I feel sorry for him?"

Feng Zhen complimented, "Captain Meng is broad-minded, this is really thinking too much, and he will punish himself." ”

Meng Hun raised his hand to stop his movements, and said angrily, "There is only one jar of fine wine, how much do you want to drink?"

At the end of the funeral, Meng Heng immediately changed out of his mourning clothes, put on a plain dress with a light color, and tied a plain white belt around his waist.

That night, I went to look for Jiang Pengji.

"I thought Cousin Heng would come to me sooner—"

Jiang Pengji was not surprised by Meng Heng's visit.