The rebellion of the eldest prince ended in failure, and at the same time sounded the alarm bell for the second and ninth sons.

The brother of the second son, Meng Dingxuan, is almost dead, and only his eldest brother and ninth brother are left.

The ninth son, Meng Langyu, went to guard the ancestral house of the Meng family, and the eldest son Meng Yuanjing was sent to a remote place, if nothing else, he would not be able to return to the royal city of Yanheng in this life.

Although he was in the ancestral house of the Meng family, Meng Langyu, the ninth brother of the second son Meng Dingxuan, basically discussed with him and relied on him extremely much.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, doesn't want the country or the beauty, he just wants freedom, the freedom of an ordinary person. He only wants the most normal harmony in ordinary people's families.

But the second son Meng Dingxuan's every move, in the eyes of his majestic father Wang Meng, was full of rebellion.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, has been to the forbidden land of the royal city many times recently, and he learned the truth behind the tragic death of the queen mother from a blind old palace maid in the forbidden land of the palace. It was his high-minded, incomparably hypocritical father who brutally killed his mother.

Meng Dingxuan, who returned home, drank wine, coaxed Xiao Huan'er to sleep, and kissed goodbye to his beloved wife Xiao Qing'er. Subsequently, he held the Qingying Sword alone, slashing and slashing all the way from the entrance of the palace to the forbidden place of the palace.

At night, the palace is forbidden.

The torrential rain poured down, whipping the armor of the Praetorian Guard and the second son, Meng Dingxuan.

"You know all about it?" asked Meng Liannian as he stepped out from behind the Praetorian Guard.

"Got it, it's you, it's all you. Meng Dingxuan pointed at Meng Liannian and roared.

"Xuan'er, what are you going to do?" asked Meng Liannian.

"Kill you!" Meng Dingxuan roared.

The Praetorian Guards hurriedly surrounded Meng Liannian and built a human wall for him.

"Get out of the way!Xuan'er, put down the Qing Ying Sword and give yourself a chance to choose. Dream Liannian persuaded him.

"Father, when you killed my mother, did you give her a chance to choose?" Meng Dingxuan asked Meng Liannian.

"No, but I had to. If I don't kill her, I won't be able to sit on the throne above ten thousand people under this man. Meng Liannian said.

"Haha! Under one person, above ten thousand, it's ridiculous!" Meng Dingxuan said with a smile.

"Xuan'er, don't make a mistake again, put down the Qing Ying Sword!" Meng Liannian said.

"Wrong, why did you kill her?" asked Meng Dingxuan as he slashed at the Praetorian Guard in front of Meng Liannian.

A few hours later, the exhausted Meng Dingxuan collapsed in a pool of blood.

Wang Ye Meng ordered that the second son, Meng Dingxuan, be imprisoned in the dungeon and wait for his fate.

With the strength of the second son, Meng Dingxuan, he still can't damage the dream of the prince year after year.

The second son, Meng Dingxuan, held a sword to kill the forbidden land of the palace on a rainy night, but he still failed to be ruthless to kill his father and son.

And Wang Ye Meng's dream is far more cruel than the second son Meng Dingxuan, and he doesn't even want to give his son a good time.

In order to keep himself from being saddled with the notoriety of killing his son, he actually locked the second son Meng Dingxuan in the rice cabinet for six days and starved his son to death.

Xiao Qing'er, who heard that her husband Meng Dingxuan died tragically in the rice cabinet, cried on the hill.

Scenes from the past come to her eyes, and she discovers that she has always liked her husband. She likes that he can ride and shoot at the age of six, and that he can write at the age of eight; she likes that he can play the piano, chess, and fight with sugar cane; she likes him to write hearty poems in a female voice; she likes him to eat grapes like his life; he likes to be willful and ambitious; and she likes that he is not only a down-to-earth literary and artistic young man, but also a prince who is above 10,000 people under one person.

Although the second son, Meng Dingxuan, died young, he is still the favorite husband of Xiao Qing'er, the first dancer in Zhanheng City.

"I'm crying, what about you?" said the unruly princess Meng Yingqiang.

"I'm crying too, but can you wipe your tears with your clothes. My clothes are soaked from your wipes. Hu Hanyan said.

"Stingy ghost, isn't it okay for this princess to pay you a carriage of new clothes?" Meng Yingqiang said with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, but my clothes are soaking wet and dewy. According to the law of the Dream Dynasty, I will be immersed in a pig cage. Hu Han Yan said aggrievedly.

"Okay! I'll give it back to you, thank you!" Meng Yingqiang calmed down.

Mr. Wenyu taught me to take care of the disadvantaged when walking the rivers and lakes. Hu Hanyan said.

"Muddy people!" Meng Yingqiang suddenly shouted angrily.

"Barbarian princess!" Hu Han Yan suddenly roared angrily.

"The world is so good, and I'm so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good. Meng Yingqiang controlled her emotions.

"The world is so good, and I'm so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good. Hu Han Yan controlled his emotions and said.

"My next stop, Hongda City, what about you?" asked Meng Yingqiang, the princess of trouble.

"Me too. Hu Han Yan replied.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then scolded each other in their hearts back to back, and went home.

"I don't like this version, Sword Emperor, can you change the version?" asked the Wise Master.

"Yes, listen to the following version. Hu Hanyan said.

In the Nine Sons Succession, the second son, Meng Dingxuan, planned to kill the remaining eight sons, making himself the only heir to the throne of Zhan Hengcheng in the future.

Xiao Qing'er saw through the second son, Meng Dingxuan, he had changed, and he had become even more terrifying than a jackal, tiger and leopard.

At the moment when the second son, Meng Dingxuan, successfully forced Gong Meng to abdicate year after year and became the king of Zhan Hengcheng, Princess Xiao Qing'er found that he had lost his original self.

Xiao Qing'er knew that at that moment, the second son Meng Dingxuan, whom she loved, was dead, forever and ever.

Xiao Qinger lost her original self for love.

The disappointments and blows again and again made Xiao Qinger not hesitate to jump off the high city wall.

"Jump over the wall! I'll let you jump over the wall! If you dare to kill one of the second sons, Meng Dingxuan, and the dancer Xiao Qing'er, I will dare to play with you!" the wise master roared as he pinched the neck of the phantom of Hu Han Yan.

"Calm down, Master Wise, in the Xuanji Gate, this is my phantom, you can't kill me. Can you not get too deep into the play!big brother!" Hu Hanyan said.

It is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. But who knows, Xiao Qing'er doesn't want to be under one person or above ten thousand. She only wants the second son, Meng Dingxuan, to be cared for and loved.

In fact, the second son, Meng Dingxuan, was also helpless, as the prince of the world, he had to ignore Xiao Qing'er for the sake of Hengcheng, and became synonymous with a negative man.

Filthy Heng Wangcheng, Xiao Qing'er, and which is more important?

Xiao Qing'er lost herself in love after all, she was inexplicably depressed and inexplicably hesitant.

Power is a demon, and it turns people into demons.