This Meng Changce looks harmless to humans and animals, but in fact, he is a smiling tiger and a master who can't be provoked.

The previous Xin concubine Hao Yu made His Majesty love and hate, and now there is another Meng Changce, this Hao family is really a headache.

The carriage approached silently in the night.

The road from Hao's house to the palace is not long, and it takes a little tea to get to the palace gate, because of the rules of the palace prohibiting driving, Ping Nanbo had to take his son to follow Li Dequan and march slowly.

After entering the palace, Hao Youqian's mouth was much more honest, and I don't know if he was too frightened by the strict rules of the palace to talk nonsense, or because of Concubine Xi.

In short, he just had a straight face and didn't want to speak, Lao Tzu didn't care about people, but his son was talkative, and asked Li Dequan a lot of questions along the way.

Li Dequan knew the rules of the palace curfew and don't say much, but Meng Changce asked mostly about Concubine Xi, and it was not appropriate for Li Dequan not to answer, plus there was a funeral in the palace, and there were not too many people moving around, so Li Dequan didn't care too much about the rules.

As long as Meng Changce asked, he answered.

Meng Changce and Li Dequan asked and answered, and talked carefully, completely ignoring Hao Youqian's face behind him.

He walked on the dark palace road, looking at the dark lanterns on both sides that could not be illuminated at all, revealing a confused look.

The darkness of the night seems to be like the road to the palace gate, with no end in sight and no edge in sight.

The palace road with no end in sight, under the illumination of two dim lanterns, finally found a way back.

Li Dequan stopped outside the gate of Zhongcui Palace, with a solemn and regretful expression, and said faintly: "The spirit of Concubine Xi Niangniang is stopped inside, and the two of them mourn." ”

He lowered his head and then said: "Your Majesty is entangled in state affairs, you have to come one step later, so let's take the two of you in first." ”

Hao Youqian ignored the people and strode in, and it didn't take long for an earth-shattering cry to be heard inside.

The liver and intestines are broken, and the white-haired people send the black-haired people, and from then on, heaven and man will be separated forever......

Li Dequan sighed, "The little lord mourns, people can't be resurrected after death, you also persuade the uncle, Concubine Xi is an empathetic master, and I don't want my father and brother to wash their faces with tears every day." ”

Li Dequan bowed his head and comforted, Meng Changce nodded, his angular face was full of sorrow, "Thank you father-in-law for your concern, it's just that the white-haired person sends the pain of the black-haired person, and it doesn't mean that you can be relieved." ”

"It's not too early, presumably my father-in-law still has a lot of things to do, so he doesn't have to worry about us."

Meng Changce said this, and Li Dequan couldn't refuse his meaning, after all, it was his own family that died, and many outsiders were also embarrassed.

A dignified seven-foot man, don't you flick if you have tears?

"It's okay, then the slave won't bother the uncle and the little lord to keep the soul for the mother, and the slave will leave first."

"Father-in-law Li walks slowly."

"Hey."

Seeing Li Dequan's back getting farther and farther away, the smile on Meng Changce's face gradually converged, and was replaced by a blank look.

The man who stood there looked up at the sky, looked around at the palace wall that locked his sister's freedom, and walked in with his feet raised.

When they enter the mourning hall, they see Fluttershy and the palace maids and eunuchs kneeling in front of the spirit, burning paper and crying.

His father was lying on Hao Yu's coffin, howling uncontrollably.

Looking at her daughter lying in the coffin as if she was asleep, a pair of tiger eyes were already red, and she knelt on the side of the coffin, roaring full of self-blame: "My little Yu'er, it was my father who didn't protect you well, lost your mother, and killed you!" ”

Tears had already fallen all over his face, and he choked uncomfortably.

Thinking that back then, when Mrs. Hao gave birth to Hao Yu, she had a difficult birth, and Hao Youqian, as a husband, was already in pain when she couldn't protect her wife, and now that her only flesh and blood are gone, how can she not be sad!

Meng Changce went over to support the person, "Dad, let me see my sister." ”

Hao Youqian lay on the coffin and cried uncontrollably, and was helped to the chair by Meng Changce to sit down, and before the buttocks were hot, he cried again in front of the spirit, and his mouth howled so that he couldn't hear a word clearly.

"Daddy......"

"Young Master!" Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a crisp sound outside the door.

Everyone turned their heads to look, there was no surprise, they should cry, they should still scream, only the tears outside the hall were swaying.

"Yingluo is not mistaken, right?"

"Young Master... It's really you! ”

The person who came cried with joy, and almost threw herself into Meng Changce's arms, she rubbed her eyes and cried, "The slave maid thought that she would never see the young master again in this life!" ”

After saying that, I had to pounce again.

Meng Changce subconsciously reached out to block.

"Young Master......" Yingluo hung her head in a panic, looked at the big hand that fell on her shoulder, and blushed.

The touch of a man and a woman made her face flush all of a sudden, and she only felt a hot and dry feeling, from her face to her body, and then from her body to her heart......

"I heard what Father-in-law Li said, this time thanks to you for protecting her desperately, our Hao family wants to thank you." Meng Changce naturally withdrew his hand.

"What did you say, young master? It is the slave's responsibility to protect the young lady, what thank you and I have to say! Yingluo looked at the people, happy like a mouse that had stolen cheese.

She looked at the person in front of her, suddenly remembered something, gently pulled her somewhat messy hair, and asked, "Can the young master follow the slave and maid to talk?" ”

Meng Changce's dark eyes looked calmly, and when he saw the calculation in Yingluo's eyes, he showed a warm smile, "Okay." ”

"Hmm."

followed Yingluo to a shadow outside the palace, Yingluo comforted with a shy face: "The young master wants to mourn, don't cry like the old man." ”

Then he sighed lightly, "Although the slave saved the mother, the mother and the mother will not be able to enjoy this monstrous wealth after all." ”

Meng Changce: "Everyone has their own life, so you don't have to force it." ”

"Well, as long as the young master doesn't feel too sad, the slave will rest assured!" Yingluo got a little closer when she heard this, and the girl's weak body was almost attached to Meng Changce's chest, and the woman's fragrance followed.

Meng Changce's face did not change, but he avoided Yingluo indiscriminately, and Yingluo was stunned and a little displeased.

"What is the young master going to do next?"

Meng Changce thought that she was like everyone else, and wanted to ask the Hao family what kind of grace they were going to ask the royal family for this.

Who knew but listened to her: "Although the young lady is dead, but the slave and maid have meritorious service in saving people, Your Majesty intends to reward the slave and maid, young master, what reward do you say the slave and maid want to ask for?" ”