It was exactly the same face as after absorbing Meng Luan's blood, even if he was wearing the regular clothes of the Qing Dynasty's unique piping placket, Jiang Qiao recognized it from the crowd at a glance that it was Meng Yuan himself.

Jiang Qiao followed Meng Kite through the chaotic streets against the flow of people, and came to a stop in front of a mansion. Jiang Qiao recognized it, although it was more delicate and magnificent, Jiang Qiao recognized it, it was Mengzhai. Since then, this house has been like a lonely person who is independent of the world, watching the vicissitudes of time with a cold eye.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, through the shadows of bamboo, Meng Kite hurriedly shuttled through the many houses, as if looking for something, and when she pushed open a hall in the depths, an old man in gorgeous clothes was sitting at the table, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Meng Yuan hurriedly lowered her eyes, quietly adjusted her disordered breathing, and only raised her head after a while, with a smile on her face: "Master, why are you here alone?" What about the others? Meng Kite's voice was different from what Jiang Qiao was familiar with, with a soft voice of Wu Nong, which was pitiful.

"It's already a mess outside, Daqing... There is no return. The old man in Meng Yuan's mouth sighed deeply, his face was exhausted, and his eyes were full of the vicissitudes of seeing through the red world.

Meng Yuan was stunned for a moment, swung his waist slightly, slowly walked to the side of the old man in Chinese clothes, gently slapped his shoulders for him, and said with a smile: "Master, the people outside say that the sky is going to change, and those who make revolutionaries are about to attack the city, and no one knows what will happen after they enter the city." Master, you better hurry up and take the young master out of the city to avoid it! ”

"Hehe, hey, my legs can't even walk out of this yard, how can I avoid it?" The old man sighed helplessly, and grabbed Meng Kite with a trembling hand, Meng Kite subconsciously showed a disgusted expression, but quickly suppressed it, "Iris, although I was redeemed from the Qinglou, I have always treated you well, and now everyone else is gone, only you are still here, proving that I am not wrong, and the only person I and the young master can rely on now is you." ”

Qinglou? It turns out that Meng Kite is not the real Meng family?!

Meng Kite's embarrassed expression flashed, and she smiled and said, "Master, don't say that, although I didn't give birth to a son and a half daughter for you, I have long regarded myself as a member of the Meng family." But I'm a weak woman, I really can't do anything? ”

"The young master is still too young and needs a mother to take care of him, since he was a child, his parents are gone, and now only you can escape with him. You should now go to the warm pavilion and take my grandson to the Leiyin Temple in Gushan outside the city, where the abbot will take you in, and maybe you can escape. After saying so many words in one breath, the old man was out of breath.

"What about you?" Meng Kite asked.

"I can't run, so let me live and die with this house. This is the only bloodline of my Meng family, as long as you take him well, I will definitely give you what you want. The old man spoke with sorrow.

"Hehe, master, don't say that, it's what kites should do to protect the young master, where to ask for what reward." Meng Kite said in an exaggerated tone, but a sly smile appeared on his face.

"You are an Oiran of a green building, and if you are willing to stick upside down, you have to come to my house to serve my old man, for the sake of the secret recipe of our family's Jiaye wine. I don't know where you heard that, but it's true that it's not really a wine on the market. I haven't ever made a bottle of real Cayeta. The old man glanced at Meng Kite meaningfully, and Meng Kite looked away with a weak heart, but when he heard the three words of Jiaye wine, his eyes showed a greedy gaze.

Ka leaf wine?

Jiang Qiao recalled what Meng Yuan said, the most amazing thing about Jiaye wine is that it can make people stay young forever, it turns out that the Meng family really has a secret recipe for this wine? It's just that if this secret recipe is really useful, then how can this old man get to such a point today.

"Master, since there is a secret recipe, why don't you brew it?" It seems that Meng Kite has the same doubts as himself.

"Hey, this recipe my grandfather accidentally got when he traveled to a small country in the West, the reason why the wine on the market does not have such a miraculous effect is because there is a lack of an important introduction, that is... The blood of the dearest ... Master Meng paused, with a disgusted expression in his eyes: "That flavor is too cruel, so after my grandfather brought it back, he has been checking the authenticity of his eyebrows, this recipe is very evil, so I haven't talked about it for so many years, but I don't know where the news came from." I know you want it, but I can't give it to you right now, even if I'm careful, when my grandson grows up, he'll give it to you. ”

Meng Kite was ecstatic, Fang Zi was in the child's hands? That's it!

"However, if something happens to my grandson, then our Meng family's patron saint Qiandapo will not let you go."

Tutelary? Gandha?

Just as Jiang Qiao was stunned when he heard this, the scene in front of him was like a breeze rippling with ripples, and by the time he could see his surroundings clearly, the scene had changed.

Meng Kite hurried out the door with a four or five-year-old child in his arms, who was still wearing a familiar garment—the belly pocket embroidered with a fox. The old man of the Meng family behind him was already quietly leaning over the table, and there was still a little red juice left in the cup in his hand.

Obviously, Master Meng knew that his time was short, and he would rather drink poisoned wine and die in this mansion.

The scene changed again, and when Jiang Qiao saw the facts in front of him again, Meng Yuan had become the new master of the Meng family. The war made everyone take care of themselves, where is there any effort to care about the life and death of others, Meng Yuan sat and enjoyed everything in the Meng Mansion with peace of mind, and the real heir of the Meng family avoided the disaster but could not escape the evil heart.

Where did Master Meng want to get the life of his grandson who was switched over, and now he is living an inhuman life under Meng Kite's hands, the reason why Meng Kite wants to get the secret recipe of Jiaye wine is that she doesn't want to get old, where can she wait for the little master to grow up and she can only come true when she is old.

After wasting more than ten years of youth in the Meng family, watching the traces of the years in the corners of her eyes getting heavier and heavier, she couldn't wait more and more, where could such a small child endure her inhuman torture, she would only wail in pain, until she was left with her last breath, and finally let go of the secret recipe of Jiaye wine.

Looking at what she had dreamed of, Meng Kite was overjoyed, and she was content to stop torturing the young master, but she also ignored him from then on - leaving him to starve to death alone in the dark dungeon.

Jiang Qiao gasped, Meng Kite's ruthless methods were terrifying, she even felt that the death method of turning into powder and floating in the air like that was too cheap for her, such a person, even if she was cut by a thousand knives, Ling Chi would not be too much to execute.

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