Since that day, Liang Meng has been under house arrest by Princess An, and he chats with him sadly every night, and the side is fine, but as soon as he talks about embroidered brocade, Princess An has become irritable as a person, and Liang Meng has to accommodate, although it is not worse than death, but it is also very boring.

Vaguely, he could only use the pity of the maids to find out some news, at least, knowing that Xiujin was still alive, although the situation was not too good.

Another day, Princess An came to Liang Meng's house early, and the words were all about asking him to marry a wife and have children, not to mention the grounding of him, nor to mention the unknown embroidered brocade, and even more, Liang Meng just said the name of the embroidered brocade, and the soft-spoken Princess An instantly jumped like thunder, like a lioness who was stepped on by a thunderbolt.

"Can the mother be angry after listening to me?" Liang Meng's good temper is also increasingly consumed by Princess An, all supported by the willpower that she doesn't know.

"You say."

Waiting for Princess An to take a few sharp breaths to calm her anger, Liang Meng spoke again, her voice was gentle, revealing some disappointment and helplessness, "It's just fun, but the mother concubine made it so boring, the child is really disappointed." ”

Princess An looked confused, "My son, you?" ”

"The concubine doesn't understand?" Liang Meng raised his eyebrows, his low and hoarse voice was matched with a cynical smile, the whole person was very evil, and he did not have the elegant and dusty temperament on weekdays, "Embroidery brocade is just a fun time to pass, and the mother doesn't think it's funny to put up a sharp red card in the red dust, and □□ become a fool who loves to give everything!" ”

Liang Meng lowered his face, his voice was tearful, and he was so aggrieved that he looked like a child who couldn't eat sugar, "It's a pity that it's all ruined by the mother, woo." ”

Hearing the cry of her own son, Princess An instantly recovered from a stunned state to a motherly state, "It's all the mother's fault." ”

"What's wrong with the mother, it's just a mother's heart, but the child has never figured it out, and the mother is so tired that the mother is sad for me."

Liang Meng, who has a soft posture, is really very kind to Princess An's heart, after all, it is the child she gave birth to, how could she hurt her heart as a mother for a little cheap servant, look, it turns out that this is just a child's game, a loss.

"Hmph, it's a shame that the cheap servant has to die and live all day long, as if I am the unforgivable queen mother, who broke up the Weaver Girl and Dong Yong, the Weaver Girl? He also deserves it? It's just a plaything, and I really think I'm a fairy. After a burst of broken thoughts, Princess An was relieved a lot, "My son, since it has been destroyed, why don't you give it up, there is always a lot of fun, and that cheap waiter is really not worthy of my son's trouble." ”

"yes, then give it up, it's just a game." Liang Meng muttered, and the meaning of the words was very unclear.

This is the first time Liang Meng has seen him since Liang Meng was invited by the princess, Liang Meng reclined on the chaise longue, holding his head with one hand, and shaking gently with a feather fan in the other.

His husband is still the same, fluttering, if he turns into a flying immortal, no, his husband is not a mortal person, and he should not be involved by him.

The embroidered brocade, who was so thin and a little sickly, looked at his husband stupidly, as if he wanted to look at the old age.

"Not yet?" Liang Meng, who was on the chaise longue, raised his eyes, and looked at the embroidered brocade with empty eyes.

"Yikes!"

Xiujin was accustomed to the cry inside, walked over, and was pulled down in Liang Meng's arms in just a moment.

Liang Meng hugged the embroidered brocade, a little silent, in his arms, it should have been a charming and favored red card, even if he couldn't help himself, at least, he would not be as thin as a leather bag like now.

"Why are you so thin? Mother concubine she... ”

Soft and stiff body, Xiujin curled herself up, closer to Liang Meng, "It's not about the princess Niangniang, except for some unfreedom, in terms of diet, Niangniang didn't treat her harshly, but Xiujin is really worried about Mr." ”

Liang Meng sighed heavily, how could there be such a stupid person, who couldn't help but pity him and love him.

Along the top of his head, he stroked the smooth hair of embroidered brocade, "I brought you back, my intention was to pull you out of the sea of bitterness, but I never thought that this place is just a sea of bitterness, embroidered brocade, have you ever regretted it?" Regret coming with me? ”

"No," Xiujin smiled, her bright eyes full of satisfaction, "as Mr. said, but it's still a bitter sea, with Mr. here, even if it's a bitter sea, it's not so bitter." ”

Sir, how do you know that the sea of bitterness is boundless, and when I met you, the slave had already landed on the shore.

There was a moment of silence, and Liang Meng had never been so difficult to speak as at this time.

"Xiujin, your slave contract has been eliminated when I redeemed yourself for you, you have always been an ordinary person, I have prepared some entanglements for you, you, you left Bian'an, go to live in a small city, I give you a coil, in the small city between the plates, you can always make you worry about food and clothing."

Xiujin, Xiujin was stunned, since he met Mr., he never thought of leaving, whether it was a concubine or a servant, he just wanted to stay by Mr.'s side, until, Mr. left the mortal world.

Staring at a pair of tender and beautiful eyes, Xiujin's voice trembled a little, "Why did Mr. say that?" Sir, don't you want to embroider brocade? It's the princess, right? Also, Xiujin is just a cheap waiter, and Mr. is now the master of the palace. ”

Xiujin tightly pulled Liang Meng's sleeves, his thin but even more beautiful face turned pale, and pleaded, "Sir, sir, the slave doesn't want to leave Mr., if the princess doesn't want the slave to stay, can Mr. put the slave outside?" Just like in Youhanlou, Mr. is tired and tired, so the slave accompanies Mr. and chats with tea. ”

Do you know what you're talking about, isn't freedom the main thing? Why do you ...

"Not good."

"First, raw?"

"In a few days, I'm going to get married."

"Big wedding?" Xiujin silly repeated.

"It's the Queen Mother's guarantee, the marriage given by God, the other party is the Queen Mother's mother's Miss Mo family, I'm just a blind person, thanks to the Queen Mother's mother and the Mo family, at least, before the Mo family's Miss Marry, the backyard should be clean."

"So, the slave is in the way?"

Liang Meng lowered his eyes, "Isn't freedom bad?" Although life may no longer be rich, is it not good to be free? ”

"Freedom is good," Xiujin cried silently, her beautiful eyes were red, and she was indescribably endearing, but no one appreciated it at this moment, "The slave has been longing for freedom since he entered the Youhan Building, but sir, for the slave, Mr. is above freedom." ”

I can't see the beauty crying, but Liang Meng's ears are very good, and the sadness in the cry is pouring in little by little, and it can't be blocked, "It's good for me?" ”

"Sir?"

"Is it good for me to live freely in the world?"

The wedding of the little master of King An's Mansion who is very favored is quite lively, especially when the bride is actually the queen mother's sister of the Mo family, although it has been much streamlined from marriage to marriage, but after all, it is the queen mother's media, and the holy marriage is not grand.

It's just that when it is so lively and everyone is smiling, one of the protagonists of the wedding always has a cold and handsome face.

A few days ago, while Xiujin nodded and agreed to Liang Meng's request, Liang Meng got back his memory, and the truth that was covered with a thin veil finally revealed his true face, but it also made Liang Meng completely fall into madness, all of this is just a dream, a false task.

Liang Meng, who had already decided to die in order to be free, changed his mind.

Dressed in a bright red robe, the waist seal woven with gold and silver threads, lined with Liang Meng's upright posture, the black hair of the crow is tied in the golden crown, and the wisps are scattered on the jade surface.

Under the guidance of Mama, she picked off the bride's hijab, and while the bride showed her true face, Liang Meng was also seen in the eyes of the bride.

Blushing cheeks, Miss Mo was full of resistance to this marriage, she was dignified Miss Mo Family, she should have a better marriage, if it wasn't for the Queen Mother's marriage, even if Liang Meng was the little master of King An's Mansion, he was just the second son of the blind concubine.

"Go down and have some drinks, there's no need to keep anyone here." Liang Meng took the wine glass handed by his grandmother and commanded.

"Yes, I wish the masters a hundred years of happiness and an early birth of a noble son."

"Ma'am." Liang Meng shook his head and handed over the wine glass.

Miss Mo, who has since become Mrs. Liang, replied shyly, "Husband." ”

"It's a little inconvenient for my husband, please forgive me."

After a glass of wine, Liang Meng's ears moved slightly, and his expressionless face slowly hooked a smile.

It's just that when he turned to Mrs. Liang, there was a faint hint of apology, "I'm sorry, Miss Mo, if there is an afterlife, please have a safe life." ”

"Husband?" Young Mrs. Liang was still ignorant, a pair of shy eyes looked at Liang Meng incomprehensibly, and then stroked her abdomen indecently, "Husband, the concubine is a little unwell, can you..." ”

"Good." Touching Young Lady Liang's face with his hand, he fumbled to cover her eyes, "Sleep, there will be nothing to do after sleeping." ”

Liang Meng said, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he was indifferent, but showed a relieved smile.

Embroider brocade and live well.

[Penalty quest completes and the host leaves the quest world.] ]

Postscript.

In a tragedy that had never been seen at the foot of the dynasty, the rioters took advantage of the gap of the wedding of King An's Mansion to put poison into its wine, drinking water and other water sources in a frenzy, causing more than 300 guests to die in King An's Mansion.

The saint was furious, and picketed the murderer overnight, but there was no trace, and there were some one-sided clues, but they pointed directly at Liang Meng, the little master of Anwangfu.

Its sinister intentions are outrageous.

The saint was angry, and the corpse lay in wait for thousands of miles, although it was insufficient, it was not far away.

The remnants of the previous dynasty who tried to rebel and demagoguery have disappeared in the anger of the present.

At this point, the Anwangfu incident came to an end. All that remains in people's memories is a sigh.

Since that day, at the request of Mr., Xiujin left Bian'an alone, and never went far, only settled in the county seat not far from Bian'an.

Xiujin is as Mr. said, set up a small shop, selling some homemade incense powder rouge, and life is passable, but he often looks at the direction of Bian'an and is stunned.

"Shopkeeper, have you heard?"

One day, the little guy in the store showed sympathy on his face and whispered to ask about embroidery.

"What?" Xiujin came back to his senses, puzzled, the county seat is very small, although it is close to the neighboring capitals, but there is not much prosperity, about which household is stolen, can be spread in one day, but these days have not heard of any major events.

The little guy was close and whispered sneakily, "Isn't it Bian'an?" I heard my uncle and grandfather who was on an errand in Bian'an say that a few days ago, there was a tragedy in Bian'an, and I heard that the family of King Na'an was all killed when they got married, which is called a tragedy. I heard that hundreds of people died, and the entire mansion was full of blood, and I don't know who was so vicious. ”

"King An?" Xiujin was shocked, and grabbed the little guy and said, "Are you talking about King An?" The king of the younger brother today? ”

"Of course, isn't it that King An." The little servant was taken aback, and while the embroidery brocade was relaxed, he hurriedly fled to the other side.

Xiujin sat alone behind the counter, with a blank face, as if she couldn't believe it, and as if she had a premonition.

"Sir, is that what you mean by living well? However, he lived without expectations. ”

Xiujin covered her face with a pair of white hands, letting tears gush out.

He thought that he could get closer to him, and if he got closer, he would be able to stand by his side one day.

For Xiujin, why Mr. is so unimportant, how Anwangfu is not important, the only thing that matters is why Mr. is unwilling to take him.

"Slave, don't accept it."

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Mo is a young man, full of romance. The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.

[Trigger the strategy target embroidered brocade, embroidered brocade favorability 100%, statistical strategy value 100%, can be raided, has been raided, congratulations to the host for completing the punishment task strategy.] ]

"So, he's dead?" In the empty room, there was an indifferent voice, it was a kind of indifference, and the male voice with a little femininity was very beautiful, but it made people feel cold from the heart.

Huddled in the corner of the room was a cup with slender limbs like bamboo sticks, and the cup's original cute features were tangled and twisted, full of fear and anxiety.

"Yes, yes, the target of the strategy was shortly after Shengsheng's death, he committed suicide, this is also a helpless thing, he wants to commit suicide, and Shengsheng, who has left, has no way to control it, and, moreover, isn't the strategy value higher in this way."

"Oh, higher." Chen Gongsheng tugged at the clothes in his heart, he never thought that he was so deep, obviously, according to his temperament, even if he has amnesia, he shouldn't be so affectionate, "Cup, the total strategy value, I want to exchange it for Forget Dust Water." ”

"But forget the dust and water...

"I said, exchange."

The cup seemed to want to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he was roughly interrupted by Chen Gongsheng, and in an instant, the cup turned into a sluggish mechanical sound.

[Do you want to redeem E-rank items for Dust Water?] ]

"Sure."

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