Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo are waiting outside the house!
Yan Chuan felt the plaintive song in his heart.
"Ding!"
The last sound of the piano fell and it was quiet all around.
The birds flying around the sky are still a little reluctant at the moment, and then around for a while before slowly flying away.
More beautiful, a beautiful woman's eye. Hands on the string, looking up at the sky, a little sigh.
"Alas
A light sigh, fell outside the house in Yan Chuan's ear, but a heavy heart.
"Miss Meng Wenruo, master Dazhen is here!" A Confucian monk called to the room.
A report, let the courtyard Meng Rongrong face a change, a little flustered color.
"Miss?" Outside the house, the Confucian monk called.
At this time, Meng Rongrong came back to his senses.
"Let them in!" Meng Rongrong bit his lip and said.
"Yes
"Two, please!" Confucianism leads the way.
Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo walk slowly into the hall.
Meng Rongrong has already arrived in the hall.
Meng Rongrong clenched his fist tightly, but his eyes deliberately avoided Yan Chuan and looked at Meng Wenruo.
"Big brother, why are you here?" Meng Rongrong asked.
Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong, but also saw Meng Rongrong's tight body at the moment, frowning slightly, and sighing in his heart.
"This is the place where my father died. Naturally, I will come to worship him. Little sister, I heard that someone came to trouble you before?" Asked Meng Wenruo.
"I've sent them away, but I've saved their lives, trying to lead to the mastermind!" Meng Rongrong said.
"Mastermind?" Meng Wenruo's eyes are cold.
From Meng Rongrong's tone, if Meng Wen is not hard to hear, someone is targeting Meng Rongrong. Father died, now the family is just a little sister, who dares to deal with her?
"Little sister, I'll leave it to me. I'll see who is so bold and dare to make her idea!" There was a chill in Meng Wenruo's eyes.
"Well!" Meng Rongrong nods.
Although Meng Rongrong thinks that he can handle this matter, since his brother has opened his mouth to protect him, Meng Rongrong has also inherited the affection of this brother and sister.
"Rongrong, this is the emperor!" Meng Wenruo said to Meng Rongrong.
Obviously, Meng Rongrong didn't look at Yan Chuan from the beginning, which made Meng Wenruo extremely embarrassed and wanted to ease the atmosphere.
Meng Rongrong frowned at Yan Chuan.
"Little sister!" Meng Wenruo said anxiously.
Yan Dachuan, I want to talk to you Meng Rongrong bit his lip.
"Eh?" Meng Wenruo was a little surprised.
Obviously, there was no third person except Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong who knew about the bright world.
"Go Yan Chuan also said to Meng Wenruo.
Meng Wenruo looks at Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong in a daze, and suddenly feels that there is something wrong with their tone. It's like something's going on.
"Holy master, my little sister is young and ignorant. If there is something missing, please don't blame him!" Meng Wenruo said respectfully.
"You go, don't worry, it will be all right." Yan Chuan nodded his head, showing a wry smile.
Meng Wenruo nodded in a daze.
Meng Wenruo stepped out of the hall.
"Kuang!"
The door of the hall slammed shut.
Meng Wenruo was staring at the door of the hall and was at a loss. Rao is Meng Wenruo's superior wisdom, and he can't see through the strange scene at the moment.
Shaking his head, Meng Wenruo no longer pays attention to it, but flies to Fengyin and Yang.
"Lord Feng, please show me where my father was attacked and killed by Li Canghai." Meng Wenruo said solemnly.
"Well!" Feng Yin and Yang nodded.
Soon, they came to the place where Meng Ziqiu was besieged.
"Here it is!" Feng Yin and Yang said.
Not far away, a snow valley.
In the snow Valley, there is a incense table. On the incense table is the spirit throne of Meng Ziqiu.
In front of the throne, there is a woman in red wearing a fragrance and visiting.
"Sanniang? Why are you here? " Meng Wenruo flies over in surprise.
Feng Yin and Yang also recognized the woman in red.
Su Sanniang, Meng Wenruo's wife.
See husband and wife get together, Feng Yin and Yang also retreat, did not come forward.
Su Sanniang, a disciple of Meng Ziqiu, and Meng Wenruo grew up in childhood. On the day of their wedding, they were abducted by youyue Daojun, the original Dazhao holy land, and became their wives in the past. Later, under the arrangement of Yan Chuan, Meng Wenruo and Su Sanniang were reunited and reconciled.
Su Sanniang is on the fragrance. Meng Wenruo left aside.
"Sanniang, why are you here?" Meng Wenruo asked in a soft voice.
"Hum!" Su Sanniang's head twisted, her eyes slightly red.
"Sanniang, don't cry. What's the matter?" Meng Wenruo immediately called."Meng Ziqiu is your father and my master. I was brought up by my master since I was a child. The hatred of killing my teacher is unforgettable, but you don't bring me here!" Su Sanniang is aggrieved.
"Er, this trip to South China is extremely dangerous, so I just...!" Meng Wenruo was embarrassed.
"If you don't bring me, I will ask my younger sister to bring me. I must watch Li Canghai die. I must!" Su Sanniang said obstinately with red eyes.
With a wry smile, Meng Wenruo sighed: "well, I'm wrong. When I kill Li Canghai, I'll let you by my side!"
"Well!" Su Sanniang's talent has dissipated.
Su Sanniang lights a stick of incense again and hands it to Meng Wenruo.
Meng Wenruo nodded and gave his father a stick of incense.
The couple hugged each other and looked at the throne with sad faces.
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in the hall of Meiling house.
Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong sit face to face. There is a pot of tea on the table.
Meng Rongrong looks down at her tea cup, and her fingers slide slowly along the edge of the cup. Eyebrows deep lock, I do not know how to speak.
The events of that year can be clearly seen.
As for Yan Chuan, he is looking at Meng Rongrong, with a sense of guilt and pity in his eyes.
They were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke.
Yan Chuan gulps down the tea in a cup.
"Rongrong, have you opened the box that I asked Oriental decent to give you?" Yan Chuan asked.
Meng Rongrong bit her lip and did not speak.
Yan Chuan had a bitter smile.
"I didn't mean to do that. I've suffered a lot over the years." Yan Chuan sighed slightly.
Meng Rongrong, with a sour nose, suddenly looks up at Yan Chuan.
Looking at Meng Rongrong's slightly moist eyes, Yan Chuan is also a pain in the heart.
It turns out that it shouldn't have happened like this.
"Yan Chuan, I ask you, have you ever liked me?" Meng Rongrong's eyes flashed a trace of firmness.
Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong's serious eyes and immediately felt what was the same.
"Yes Yan Chuan nodded.
At that time, Meng Rongrong was secretly running for Yan Chuan in Julu Academy. Although most people didn't know about it, Yan Chuan was clear. Although he didn't say it, he was still very moved.
Originally, everything can be developed slowly, but the light world is out of control.
Meng Rongrong hears Yan Chuan's words, but seems to be the same in his heart.
After biting her lip, Meng Rongrong was silent for a while and said, "I will be your queen."
Queen? Yan Chuan showed a look of surprise.
It's not that Yan Chuan doesn't want to, but that Yan Chuan understands Meng Rongrong's character, a woman who is soft in the outside and tough in the inside. This shouldn't come from Meng Rongrong's mouth.
However, since he opened his mouth today, Yan Chuan understood it instantly. This is love through a person, will put down all their dignity.
"Good, good!" Yan Chuan was deeply moved.
"I have only one husband, and my husband must have only one wife. I will be your queen and have children for you. I can do whatever you want, but I only ask you to have only my wife!" Meng Rongrong said with red eyes.
Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong and frowned deeply.
"I've been to Yanjing secretly. I've seen Zizi. She's still a virgin. You have no real name!" Meng Rongrong looks forward to Yan Chuan.
At the moment, Yan Chuan only has bitterness in his eyes.
In front of a woman who is deeply in love with herself, she confesses to herself, and she wants to promise, but in her heart, she suffers incomparably.
At this moment, Yan Chuan suddenly felt guilty. I feel like I'm too emotional.
Can, let Yan Chuan give up purple? Give up Mo Yu? Give up his eightieth wife Zhao Afang?
Yan Chuan looked up with a bitter smile. My heart is like fire!
Seeing Yan Chuan's expression, Meng Rongrong immediately understood Yan Chuan's idea, and a painful despair flashed through his eyes.
"I see. You don't like me, you like yourself. You go out, you go out, I don't want to see you again! " Meng Rongrong suddenly sobbed.
"Rongrong!" Yan chuanrou said.
"Get out of here!" Meng Rongrong tearfully said.
At the moment, Yan Chuan's heart was blocked. Looking at Meng Rongrong with pity, I don't know how to speak for a moment.
"Get out of here!" Meng Rongrong cried.
Yan Chuan closed his eyes for a while and walked to the door. At this moment, Yan Chuan really wanted to divide himself into several shares.
Open the door of the hall. With a heavy heart, Yan Chuan stepped out of the hall.
"Kuang!"
The hall slammed shut.
Meng Rongrong took out a jade box and held it on it. She cried for a long time.
The jade box was handed to Meng Rongrong by the founder School of Yan Chuan.
The jade box is complete and incomparable, and the forbidden place on it is intact. It is obvious that it has never been opened.After crying for a long time, Meng Rongrong looks at the jade box, grabs the jade box and wants to smash it. However, after half smashing, she still doesn't hold back. Gently untie the seal and open the jade box for the first time.
When the jade box was opened, there was nothing too luxurious in it, only a small piece of paper with some words written on it.
While crying, Meng Rongrong looked at it. It says:
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the reeds are green and the White Dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. It is a long way to go back. From it, it's like in the middle of the water.
Jianjia luxuriant, White Dew not Xi. The so-called Iraqis are in the Mekong of water. If you go back and follow it, you will be hindered and promoted. It is just like swimming in the water.
Jianjia picking, White Dew has not been. The so-called Yi people are in the water bank. If you go back and follow it, the road will be blocked and right. Back to swim from it, just like in the water.
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this is a love poem, which is Yan Chuan's apology and missing to Meng Rongrong.
Seeing that she understood the content of the poem, Meng Rongrong's cry became smaller and wiped her tears. Meng Rongrong's face showed an unknown smile, but the smile was soon drowned in sadness.
PS: the first change!
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