"Miss, drink some lotus seed soup to relieve the heat." Meng Jingwen was distracted again, Qiang Er had already walked over with a plate containing a blue and white porcelain bowl, Qiang Er looked at Meng Jingwen in a daze again, and immediately had a smile on her face.

"Make you laugh, make you laugh." Meng Jingwen didn't take the lotus seed soup, but scratched Qiang'er's waist, to see if this little girl dared to laugh at herself, Qiang'er was not good at fighting back with a plate, and she was tickled, so she had to cry and laugh and scream for mercy.

Meng Jingwen saw that Qiang'er was still making lotus seed soup for her in the summer, and reluctantly spared Qiang'er's life, and immediately let go of Qiang'er, Qiang'er only breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and then quickly put down the lotus seed soup, ready to hand it over to Meng Jingwen, but at this time Meng Jingwen took a small teacup, saying that it was a small teacup, but it actually looked no different from a bowl.

Meng Jingwen opened a small part of the lotus seed soup on the plate, and pushed the rest in front of Qiang'er, Qiang'er knew Meng Jingwen's intentions, and did not refuse, the two sat together like this, and tasted the delicious lotus seed soup in this hot summer.

"Qiang'er, if I still want to eat lotus seed soup in the future, will you still make it for me?" Meng Jingwen felt this beautiful artistic conception, suddenly thought of something, and then asked Qiang'er, who was sitting next to her and was like a sister.

Qiang'er just felt that Meng Jingwen still wanted to eat more, and then said happily: "As long as Miss likes to drink, Qiang'er will make it for Miss every day in the future." ”

Such words are very heartwarming, but Meng Jingwen has a concern at this time, looking at Qiang'er and saying: "If I am not in the mansion in the future, then I will not be able to eat the lotus seed soup made by Qiang'er." Meng Jingwen looked away and looked out of the wall, as if she was looking at some distance beyond the wall, her eyes were complicated.

Qiang'er couldn't understand why Miss had become a little abnormal today, but she still followed her inner thoughts, put down the lotus seed soup, hugged Meng Jingwen and said with a smile: "Wherever Miss goes in the future, Qiang'er will follow her, so that Qiang'er can make it for Miss when Miss wants to eat." ”

Meng Jingwen looked down at Qiang'er who was hugging her, maybe she had just come out of the stove room, and Qiang'er had a smell of oily smoke, but at this time, Meng Jingwen felt that Qiang'er was very fragrant, and she was lucky to be able to smell Qiang'er's undisguised smell of oily smoke.

Meng Jingwen chuckled: "You stupid girl, it has been said since ancient times that men should marry women when they are married, you are so old, you will have to marry sooner or later, otherwise you will become an old girl." ”

Although she is reluctant, Meng Jingwen doesn't want Qiang'er to stay by her side all the time, she should also learn to love someone, and more importantly, a good woman like her should be pampered by others for a lifetime, so even if Meng Jingwen wants to be with Qiang'er, Meng Jingwen is still more willing to let go of Qiang'er, let her find her own happiness, and no longer be like herself, leaving a lot of questions on the road of feelings.

Meng Jingwen had loss in her eyes, but she didn't want to show it to Qiang'er, she just smiled.

Qiang'er will hear these words of marriage, of course, there is a shameful appearance that a little girl who has not been out of the pavilion should have, her face is immediately dyed with a flush, Meng Jingwen is also a joke Qiang'er at this time, Qiang'er was anxious for a while, and said: "I won't marry, Qiang'er will stay by Miss's side forever..."

In the face of this love between men and women, don't say that it is an ordinary woman's family, even if it is the arrogant and holy chastity archway women outside, even if they encounter such and such factors, as long as they are women, they will have a vision for the future, thinking that if one day, the hero of the world rides a horse and steps on the spring breeze to marry himself, what happiness it should be.

Of course, Qiang'er also has it, and Meng Jingwen can also see from Qiang'er's gaze that Qiang'er has great expectations for her future.

The two were laughing and playing, but at this time, there was a movement in the wall courtyard, as if something had fallen from the wall courtyard, Meng Jingwen was clever, and immediately turned her head to look over, for fear that something would fly to the hidden weapon and the brush and fly over.

However, Meng Jingwen looked through the viewing balcony and saw that on the corridor where the sound came, there seemed to be a man in white clothes, who was bathed in the sun and slowly walked towards them.

Meng Jingwen saw, Qiang Er can naturally see, after the previous assassination incidents, Qiang'er's first reaction is that these assassins are becoming more and more bold, and they dare to break into the mansion in broad daylight, although they are afraid, but Miss is here, she must protect Miss from being hurt by the assassins, and then she musters up the courage to walk forward, to fight with the assassin or call someone to come.

However, when Qiang'er took the first step, Qiang'er was pulled by a pair of hands, Qiang'er looked back, Meng Jingwen was looking at herself, a pair of white little hands, just unwilling to let go of her clothes.

"Qiang'er, don't be afraid, this is my friend." Meng Jingwen looked at Qiang'er, hesitated for a long time before not telling Qiang'er Nangong Wenchuan's true identity, but just said their relationship with the word friend.

Qiang'er looked puzzled at this time, but since the young lady said so, there was no need for her to pretend to be strong, so she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and obediently returned to Meng Jingwen's back, Meng Jingwen breathed a sigh of relief, and then took Qiang'er out of the room and faced Nangong Wenchuan who came over.

In fact, at the moment when Meng Jingwen jumped from the wall of Nangong Wenchuan into Tingxiang Jiuxue, Meng Jingwen thought that it was Mu Lingtian who came to the three-day appointment, and there was joy in her heart, she was not doing nothing, and in the morning Qiang'er shouted that she wanted to go out for a walk with her to buy some rouge gouache.

But Meng Jingwen was thinking about Mu Lingtian, where did she dare to go out, for fear of going out by herself, it happened that Mu Lingtian came to the appointment, so wouldn't she give herself a sin, so she waited in the mansion, and was afraid that Mu Lingtian, who knew everything about Ting Xiang Jiuxue, would get lost, so she obediently waited in the room where they met, waiting for Mu Lingtian, exaggerated, even Meng Jingwen wanted to laugh at her daughter's family for being too preoccupied.

But I haven't seen Mu Lingtian's figure all along, and I can't help but feel a lot of loss in my heart.

Seeing that it was Nangong Wenchuan now, although he also had a sense of intimacy similar to Mu Lingtian in his heart, it was similar after all, and it couldn't be compared.

Nangong Wenchuan looked at Meng Jingwen, who was a little absent-minded at this time, and immediately said, "What, don't you welcome me to come to you?" "Nangong Wenchuan knows that Meng Jingwen must be very interested in wanting to know Mu Lingtian's news now, so he doesn't really blame Meng Jingwen, but seeing Meng Jingwen like this, his heart as an elder brother will always be faintly painful.

"No, it's just that why is Gongzi Jia here at this time?" Meng Jingwen turned around and walked into the pavilion with Nangong Wenchuan.

This is the Anguo Mansion, and it is daytime, although her Tingxiang Jiuxie is the most deserted place in the entire Anguo Mansion, but Meng Jingwen does not want to gamble with Nangong Wenchuan and her life, so it is best to take Nangong Wenchuan back to the pavilion to avoid others from inadvertently seeing it and causing big trouble.

Nangong Wenchuan knew Meng Jingwen's intentions and followed, and at the same time, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the tone of his words changed, and then he said: "Jingwen, if you are given two choices now, how will you choose?" Meng Jingwen walked, and was suddenly stunned by Nangong Wenchuan's question, she thought that in the capital in the future, she would inevitably ask Nangong Wenchuan in the capital, but Meng Jingwen didn't think that this one would come so quickly.

Meng Jingwen tried hard to retract her thoughts, and immediately looked at Qiang'er and nodded, letting Qiang'er go down, Qiang'er was still reluctant at first, but at Meng Jingwen's insistence, Qiang'er could only retreat first, but Qiang'er learned well this time, just ran to the top of the corridor and stopped, as long as there was a little bit of abnormality in the pavilion room, Qiang'er could hear it, and then rushed over, Meng Jingwen, you looked at Qiang'er like this, and sighed in your heart that this little girl was still not at ease.

After letting Qiang'er retreat temporarily, Meng Jingwen turned to face Nangong Wenchuan and asked, "I don't want to go back to Beiyue with you." ”

Meng Jingwen knew that Nangong Wenchuan's so-called two choices were nothing more than to let her follow, stay in the capital of Chu State, and follow him back to the capital of Beiyue to make a choice.

However, this answer is very obvious, since Meng Jingwen followed Mu Lingtian back to the capital of Chu State in the forest of the Thousand Miasma Mountains, it is tantamount to choosing to stay in the capital and continue her original life, she knows that Nangong Wenchuan is also a smart person, since he is a smart person, then there is no need to ask these questions.

However, at this time, even in the face of rejection, Nangong Wenchuan did not show a frustrated look, but turned around, leaving a sideways view of those lotus streams under the balcony by the window, and said after a long time: "Little sister, I know that you are not dead to Mu Lingtian, so even if we confessed our blood at the beginning, you also tried to convince yourself that this relationship between Princess Beiyue will not become a barrier between the two of you, so at that time, even if I used up a hundred hearts, I can't convince you. ”

Nangong Wenchuan still didn't face Meng Jingwen, and continued: "Brother failed to convince you, then okay, I will return to this Chu capital with you, waiting for Mu Lingtian to think clearly, and really let go of that layer of estrangement, but these days have passed, have you ever heard the slightest news from him, even if it is your agreement, he will not abide by it." ”

Nangong Wenchuan hit the nail on the head at this time and said what Meng Jingwen was most afraid of, Meng Jingwen's face was also a little pale and weak at the moment, and the whole person was like a piece of thin paper, as long as the summer breeze outside blew, it would blow down on the cold ground.

"How do you know he's not coming! What ..... about you" Meng Jingwen's face turned pale at this time, and she asked in a deep voice, but before she finished speaking, she saw Nangong Wenchuan in front of her, and she actually reached out in her arms, as if she was holding something, and slowly took it out.

Through that familiar white handkerchief, Meng Jingwen's mind seemed to be struck by thunder, and she was immediately at a loss, and she couldn't believe that the things in the handkerchief would appear in Nangong Wenchuan's hands.

Nangong Wenchuan knew that Meng Jingwen didn't want to believe it at this time, but this was the case, Nangong Wenchuan sighed lightly, and at the same time, he was also opening the handkerchief with his hand little by little.

Sure enough, just as Meng Jingwen thought, there was a white jade flute inside, but this white jade flute was not as Meng Jingwen asked at the beginning, if you don't love it, then please destroy it into pieces, but put it in front of you completely, even if it is a farewell, do you still want Meng Jingwen to understand all this with her own hands?

Meng Jingwen, you looked at the white jade flute in Nangong Wenchuan's hand, the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of sarcasm and self-deprecation to herself, she had been waiting in this Tingxiang Nine Pavilions, but she didn't expect to wait for Bai Yuxiao, but she couldn't wait for someone to come.

"If I were to propose those two choices at this time, which one would you choose?" Nangong Wenchuan didn't want to hurt Meng Jingwen, but he had to cut through the mess quickly, otherwise the damage to Meng Jingwen would be even greater in the future.

As for why Nangong Wenchuan didn't go back and mash this white jade flute as Mu Lingtian said.

It is because Nangong Wenchuan himself has also experienced an unbearable past, and he knows that the white jade flute in front of him, which is a farewell object, is not to smash and destroy it for him, a completely unrelated person, but to let Meng Jingwen understand all this by himself, so that it can be regarded as a real farewell.

Nangong Wenchuan felt that such a method was very ruthless and vicious, but at this moment, if he is not ruthless, then in the future, others will be more ruthless to Meng Jingwen, rather than this, it is better to let him be this villain first.

"Why did he lend you this white jade flute, I don't believe it!" Meng Jingwen turned around at this time, unwilling to see the sharp weapon that scarred her again.

In fact, it doesn't matter why Mu Lingtian handed over this white jade flute to Nangong Wenchuan, the important thing is that Mu Lingtian asked others to bring the white jade flute to find him, not to say the difference face to face, the intention is already very clear, that is, from now on, we will never see each other again, since we will never see each other again, then this last goodbye is also dispensable, there is no difference, the human feelings in the world are cold and warm.

Nangong Wenchuan knew that at this moment, even if he said anything, it would all be like nonsense, and it would be useless at all, so he put Bai Yuxiao on the table next to Meng Jingwen, walked to the side and sat down, drank tea, and waited for Meng Jingwen to wake up.

Meng Jingwen is a smart woman, as long as she is given enough time, Nangong Wenchuan believes that Meng Jingwen can communicate what Mu Lingtian wants to express, and then Nangong Wenchuan will be able to take Meng Jingwen, who is dead to the capital, back to Beiyue, and take good care of the little sister's life.

Meng Jingwen was discouraged, sat on the couch, like a weak child, crying silently, this scene was seen by Mu Lingtian on the wall of Tingxiang Jiuxie not far away.

At the moment when Mu Lingtian arrived at Nangong Wenchuan, he was already standing on the other side of the Tingxiang Nine Pavilion Wall, due to the obstruction of vision and shelters, Meng Jingwen could not see Mu Lingtian like she saw Nangong Wenchuan.

At this time, Mu Lingtian's heart was naturally sore, his fists were clenched, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling when his nails sank into the flesh, but at this time, he couldn't go on, in this way, everything he had worked so hard to plan before would be turned into a bubble, and Meng Jingwen's future safety would also be threatened.

Perhaps, this is the best choice for her. Mu Lingtian gritted his teeth at this time, reminding himself all the time that he couldn't be soft-hearted.