Having said this, Qiao Huiyun took a deep look at her son: "Your aunt has always loved you the most, and now that you have grown up, you will be a good brother to Chuan'er in the future!" ”

Meng Qingyun nodded heavily. "My son will take good care of him for the rest of his life."

The eldest brother is like a father, and he knows the weight on his shoulders.

The younger sister followed her mother to the side hall, and as soon as she entered the door, there were layers of plain white tents.

In front of the orb, he lifted the curtain and said softly, "Your Highness seems to have fallen asleep." ”

Meng Xilan took her sister's hand and reminded softly: "For a while, don't make a sound, and don't be sad." Your father, the emperor, no longer recognizes anyone. ”

The girl nodded slightly. The mother told her that her father had a serious illness and didn't remember anything.

The furniture in the side hall is pitiful, except for a bed and a couch, the bed only has a solid wood desk, books arranged in an orderly manner on it, and paintings on the wall.

The younger sister looked at her father who was lying on the couch sideways, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She took two steps forward and knelt down to kowtow to her father.

"Father, my sister has come to see you."

Meng Xilan saw her choking, stroked her head and said, "Don't cry, your father is very comfortable now." ”

It's cleaner and more comfortable here than in the palace.

When the sister was about to get up and leave, Zhou Youchen suddenly woke up.

Seeing him sit up, the sister immediately turned around and threw herself into his arms: "Father...... Father......

Zhou Youchen was stunned for a moment, looked down at the crying girl, and looked puzzled.

Meng Xilan was beside her and whispered comfortingly: "Okay, okay." ”

The sister cried for a while, and when she saw that her father just looked at her in a daze, but didn't speak, she couldn't hold back her sobs: "Father, you really don't know me?" ”

"Lan'er...... Lan'er ......" Zhou Youchen opened his mouth and said two words very slowly.

Meng Xilan sighed lightly and said quietly: "Sister, get up." Your father needs a rest......"

The girl wiped her tears, stood up, and retreated with the jewel.

Zhou Youchen looked at the back of his sister's departure, and refused to look away for a long time.

In the end, he may be able to feel it. The child's thoughts and sorrows for him......

Meng Xilan sat down beside him, and when she saw that he was still staring at the door, she said, "My sister came to see you." She misses you very much, and when the child grows up, she also knows that she feels sorry for people. ”

Zhou Youchen listened to her words, turned his head, stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the door.

"She'......"

Meng Xilan took his hand with both hands, held it in the palm of his hand, and warmed it gently.

"She's your daughter, and she's ten years old this year."

Zhou Youchen silently curled the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and a vague smile appeared on his face.

Meng Xilan saw him laugh, and she laughed too.

Zhou Youchen's body slowly approached her, his forehead lightly pressed against hers, and the whole person was close to her body.

Her body was warm and soft, and he couldn't help but want to get close.

Meng Xilan raised her eyes to look at his amber pupils, and she could see her own shadow.

In such a cold night, the two quietly hugged each other and warmed each other.

Meng Qingyun's trip was unsuccessful, and although she met her aunt, she failed to persuade her to come back.

After returning to Beijing, the first thing he did was to come to the emperor to "take the guilt".

Changsheng didn't reproach him and said, "I expected it early on that the reason why the Queen Mother made up her mind to leave the palace was that she would not come back easily. ”

"What is the complexion of the queen mother? What about my father's body? ”

Meng Qingyun replied truthfully: "The mother's complexion is still good, the emperor's condition has also eased, everything in the palace is in order, but there is nothing worth worrying about." ”

Changsheng nodded: "Okay, then I have worked hard for you this time, I know that the queen mother is well, and my heart will be steady." ”

Meng Qingyun got up to leave, but saw Jiao Changqing at the door who was about to meet the emperor.

"Lord Jiao!"

Jiao Changqing is an extremely important person to the Meng family and his aunt. Therefore, when Meng Qingyun saw him, he was always respectful and polite.

Jiao Changqing's eyes flashed slightly when he saw him, and he immediately asked: "Queen Mother, do you have any plans to come back?" ”

Meng Qingyun's face changed slightly when he heard this: "Not yet." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiao Changqing's face instantly changed and became gloomy.

Sure enough, even the princess and Meng Qingyun together couldn't persuade the mother to come back.

Meng Xilan, Meng Xilan, what are you thinking? He came here today to ask about the Queen Mother's return, who knows, but he got such an answer!

Jiao Changqing's instantly gloomy face made Meng Qingyun very concerned.

He was about to open his mouth to ask a question, but saw Jiao Changqing turn around and leave.

"Master Jiao......" Meng Qingyun said to stay, but who knows, Jiao Changqing ignored him.

Meng Qingyun chased a few steps, but still gave up.

Didn't he come to see the emperor? Why is it in such a hurry?

Jiao Changqing strode all the way and hurriedly walked out of the palace gate.

He returned to his mansion, chose a fast horse, followed him in twos, and went out of the city gate.

Jiao Changqing was in such a hurry and didn't explain to anyone, so naturally it was only for Meng Xilan.

He waited for her wholeheartedly, but she seemed to have forgotten everything about the capital.

Jiao Changqing worked hard all the way, but he arrived at Xikang Mountain in half a day.

Meng Xilan was reading by the window, and Zhou Youchen was standing in the courtyard, looking up at the snow for a while, and looking down at her for a while.

Baozhu trotted in all the way to report: "Niangniang, Master Jiao is here......"

Meng Xilan's hand flipping through the book, paused slightly, and said quietly: "Where is he now?" ”

Baozhu panted: "It's outside the main hall gate." ”

Meng Xilan closed the book in her hand with a "snap", her eyes were slightly gloomy. "I'm going to see him."

Meng Qingyun has only been gone for two days, and Jiao Changqing has come like this. Needless to say, his intentions must have come to persuade her to go back.

However, Meng Xilan didn't know that he came here suddenly, and he didn't even know about the emperor.

Seeing him in the dust, Meng Xilan's eyebrows moved slightly.

Jiao Changqing's eyebrows had already wrinkled into the word "Sichuan", staring at Meng Xilan's face, looking carefully and again, his eyes were gloomy.

"Niangniang, I haven't seen you for half a year, but my complexion is much better."

"Master, why are you here? You're also here to persuade Hongu to go back? ”

Meng Xilan withdrew the orb, leaving herself alone to talk to him.

"Weichen is not here to persuade Niangniang to go back, but is going to take Niangniang back in person." His tone was serious, word by word.

Meng Xilan knew his character very well and knew that he was not just talking about it.

"I don't want to go back yet."

Jiao Changqing approached step by step: "Niangniang put the capital, let the emperor ignore it, stay in this desolate place all day long, accompany a waste, what is it for?" ”

Rubbish...... These two words are really harsh.

He was so close to her that his breath was completely thin on Meng Xilan's cheek as he spoke.

This isn't the first time he's been so bold.

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes, took a step back and said: "It was this palace that made him what he is now, this palace can't abandon him, let alone ignore him!" ”

She took a step back, and Jiao Changqing stepped forward: "Don't forget, Niangniang, the person who turned the Emperor Taishang into a waste is not Niangniang, but Weichen!" ”

Meng Xilan raised her eyes to look at him, listening to his heavy gasps, and watching him stretch out the back of her cold hand.

His hand touched her wrist and brought her whole body forward again. "Niangniang, you know Weichen's ability. Right? ”

There was a hint of menace in his tone.

Meng Xilan stared at him: "Master, you don't want to threaten the palace too, do you?" ”

Jiao Changqing laughed out loud, and then frowned a little more.

"Wechen has done his best for his mother, as long as his mother says a word, Wechen is willing to do anything. After so many years, when will Wechen get the return of his mother? ”

Requite?!

Meng Xilan's body trembled slightly when she heard this.

Jiao Changqing saw the look of vigilance in her eyes, and suddenly hugged her tightly, his strong arm strength almost suffocated her.

Meng Xilan didn't struggle, just said quietly: "I appreciate everything you have done for this palace!" ”

"I don't want gratitude, I want you." Jiao Changqing clamped her chin, looked at her delicate eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I've been waiting for you for twenty years, you can't let me wait any longer." ”

In a fit of rage and impulse, he lowered his head and kissed her, wrapping his hands around her body to make her unable to move.

He kissed her, pressed her hard, sucked on her trembling lips, his heart burning and full of anger.

She gave up everything and stayed in the deep mountains with Zhou Youchen, leaving the capital and herself behind.

He thought of her day and night, and he had already become lovesick and deep in his heart.

Meng Xilan's heart was beating like thunder, and her ears were buzzing.

Her eyes widened, but what she saw was not Jiao Changqing's crazy eyebrows, but the white hair on his temples.

That year, his father died of a serious illness, and Jiao Changqing went crazy for a while before he was willing to return to her.

From the time he was good at winning people's hearts, Meng Xilan knew that he was dangerous. However, she still can't live without him!

Twenty years of ups and downs, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have survived.

Thinking of this, Meng Xilan clenched her fists and endured it stubbornly.

After this kiss, both of them were out of breath.

Jiao Changqing just breathed a sigh of relief and kissed him again.

He tossed and turned on her lips greedily, as if he wanted to make up for all the emptiness of the past twenty years

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Meng Xilan clenched her fists, and there was nothing else she could do but wait quietly.

Her face was pale, her eyes were gloomy, and she stared straight at Jiao Changqing's face.

"Do you want to be the second Chu Jingchuan?"

This cold sentence made Jiao Changqing stop immediately.

He pursed his lips to look at her, and the tip of his tongue was full of the taste of her lips, the faint floral fragrance, which was fascinating.

"Whether it is the Emperor Taishang or Chu Jingchuan, they are all people who have turned their backs on their mothers! And Weichen has never betrayed his mother, he was, he is, and he will be even more in the future. ”

Meng Xilan asked faintly, "What did you just say in return?" ”

Jiao Changqing slowly retreated and stood to look at her: "Weichen wants Niangniang to return to the capital and take charge of the palace again!" Niangniang, you are the phoenix of the Northern Yan Dynasty, the phoenix is homecoming, this is the will of God! ”