Meng Tang leaned against the wall again. The pain that spread to his limbs and bones made it impossible for him to sleep. He could only close his eyes and slowly said: "Liu Chang is now the Salt Transport Envoy of the Salt Transport Department... His name is Yan." He was an envoy, but he also monitored the rebellious people in various places for the Hunjun. Two years ago, because he reported that a village was casting a large amount of iron tools, the Hunjun ordered his iron cavalry to strangle all the old, weak, women and children in the village, and the entire village was burned to the ground. "

"Then why didn't you let me keep him just now? Why do you want to help Zhou to torture him? If you can't kill Hun Jun, it's good to cut off one of Hun Jun's minions!"

Meng Tang laughed in a low voice and said: "He does not feel that he is aiding the tyranny. Instead, he feels that the rebels in the world and all the voices opposing the foolish emperor are heinous and treasonous and deserve to be punished. The Liu family has been foolishly loyal for many years, from Liu San to his son Liu Zhu, they are all working tirelessly for the imperial court and worrying about the foolish king. They firmly believe that the fault lies with the people and the fault lies with the people. As long as the emperor and his ministers are united, there will always be a day when the seas, rivers and rivers in this world will be clear."

Shen Yuning was very reluctant to agree: "Is it possible that so many pairs of eyes in the world are wrong? They play with power and applause, but let the people become sacrifices. You are right, the world has been seriously ill for a long time. If our Wulin Alliance can really change the dynasty, Please help, I, Shen Yulong, am willing to take the lead!"

Meng Tang turned to look at her, their eyes met, and they both saw clusters of fire in each other's eyes.

Shen Yuning pursed her lips, took the lead in looking away, and gave him an unnecessary support: "If Sect Leader Meng is tired, you can lie down for a while."

Her hands were covered by men and were as cold as ice.

She was stunned: "Why is it so cold?"

"Leader Shen, you know that what is recorded in the "Book of Legacy of the Late Emperor" is not peerless martial arts, right?"

"What do you mean, Master?"

She wasn't sure how much Meng Tang knew, and she wasn't sure whether her brother's death was related to her, so she pretended to be confused: "Everyone in the world knows that the late emperor met my father before he died and handed over the martial arts secrets hidden in the palace to him. My father keeps it, what is it if it’s not peerless martial arts?”

"You haven't seen it?"

Shen Yuning shrugged: "I've seen it, but I don't understand it."

"Then do you still remember what is written in it?"

"Since I can't understand it, what can I remember?"

Meng Tang took a deep look at her, knowing that she was lying but did not expose it: "The late emperor's gift before his death was definitely not as simple as peerless martial arts..."

"You are already peerless, how can it still be simple?" Shen Yuning clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Besides, my father is a martial arts practitioner. If the late emperor didn't give him martial arts secrets, is it possible that he could still give him the imperial seal?"

After saying that, she felt a little unbelievable and slapped his hand fiercely: "You can't really give him the Imperial Seal!"

That blow made Sect Master Meng, who had just recovered a little, almost vomit blood from the pain. Shen Yuning was so frightened that she quickly held his hand and couldn't help but gasp: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too excited. I accidentally didn't mean it. Yes, blow it, it won’t hurt anymore. I’m sorry, Sect Leader Meng.”

Meng Linxiao gave her an annoyed look and pulled her hand back.

Songyue heard the movement and glanced here, Shen Yuning quickly smiled and waved her hand to indicate that it was okay.

Songyue carefully tucked the little Baozi's clothes and hugged the child in her arms, fearing to be cold or being burned by the fire.

Shen Yuning asked the person next to her in a low voice: "Does Songyue look like an old woman to you?"

Meng Tang said: "Chen An was still young when he and Yin Feng came to me, and I... didn't have much thought about the child. It's not an exaggeration to say that Chen An was raised by them."

"Then you are so irresponsible as a father," Shen Yuning said: "No one can ask for such a cute and sensible son. If you don't want it, I, Shen Yulong, don't mind bringing him back to the Wulin League as a son.

"

"Don't even think about it."

"Just kidding, joking."

Shen Yuning couldn't help but laugh, and finally brought up the topic of "The Legacy of the Late Emperor".

Now the more she gets to know Meng Tang, the more she feels that this man is mysterious. If nothing else, just saying that he once married the daughter of a prominent family in the capital, he should be the only one in the world, right?

Not necessarily, if the Liu family has other daughters

If...

"Sect Master Meng, I dare to ask, your beloved wife..." Shen Yuning carefully selected her words. For a person who did not want to believe that his wife was dead, she had to be more tactful: "How did she leave you? For what reason?

?」

That’s tactful enough!

"Jiaojiao was assassinated and died."

"..."

So, why is she being tactful?!

Meng Tang recalled everything that day and closed his eyes in pain again. Over the years, the scene of Jiaojiao dying in his arms had been played out countless times before his eyes. He thought that all this would eventually fade away like the hidden illness he was afraid of.

go.

But what he didn't expect was that when a person who looked a little like Jiaojiao appeared in front of him, all the past would open up his scabbed wounds, insert sharp knives, and then take out the bloody and rotten flesh.

.

"Those assassins came for me. Originally they thought Jiaojiao was with me, but we separated that day. If I were here, I might be able to protect her, but if I couldn't, I would definitely die in front of her.

But I was not there, so she died because of me. I was the one who harmed her..."

Shen Yuning was slightly silent. Meng Tang's longing for his deceased wife came from his deep love for his old love, and also from the guilt of not being able to protect his beloved that day.

Most of the time, he can accept the fact that his lover is dead, but when the guilt cannot be redeemed, he would rather believe that the person is still alive.

He weaved a cage with love and guilt, turning it into something called a hidden disease to trap himself in it, and he used pain to remind himself all the time.

He killed the one he loved most...

The sound of rain outside the temple was getting quieter, and I didn't know if it was going to stop. It was obviously late at night, but Shen Yuning didn't feel sleepy at all.

Her heart was sour, and she tried her best to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth.

She has not experienced love yet, and the only relationship between men and women that she has ever experienced was the breakup of the engagement by Shaoyang Sect Ji Xinyuan.

But apart from making her angry, she didn't feel much about that incident. Fortunately, Ji Xinyuan corrected his mistake and decided to get married again, so the anger was over and there was nothing more to say.

"Come here a little bit."

"Um?"

Hearing the people around her calling her, Shen Yuning moved her buttocks and leaned towards Meng Tang.

The man looked like he was seriously injured and might die soon. Under his clear eyes were: I am going to die, can't you get any closer?

Shen Yuning had to get a little closer, with their bodies close to each other and shoulders touching shoulders.

The man said weakly: "I want to sleep for a while..."

"You don't want to rely on me, do you?"

The man again acted like: I'm going to die, you can't let me lean on you.

"Okay, okay, come on."

Sect Leader Meng gently leaned half of his body against hers, his pale lips pursed into a thin slit, hiding the stubbornness to endure the pain.

But even though he said he wanted to take a nap, he still kept his eyes open and stared at her even if his eyes were open.

Shen Yuning felt that he would not be able to easily see through the miraculous skills in disguise, but it was very uncomfortable to be looked at by those eyes soaked in rain and soft light.

During the day, the leader of the Yue Yue Sect who broke into the city lord's palace alone and killed people with blood dripping from the tip of his sword suddenly changed his eyes, like a stray dog ​​without an owner. It was too pitiful, wasn't it?

Leader Shen was worried that his love for the beauty would awaken again, so he quickly said: "Can you please stop looking at me?"

It's okay if I don't say it, but when I say it, the man's eyebrows tighten.

One: I've become a stray dog, you can't let me take a look.

"Look, look."

Shen Yuning risked her life. Not only did she want him to look at her, she also wanted to look into his eyes!

But after staring at each other for a while, Shen Yuning simply closed her eyes before falling into those eyes.

"Sore eyes, sleep."

In the darkness, she heard the man chuckle briefly, and she secretly wanted to pinch him in retaliation, but she forced herself to endure it.

Forget it, good women don’t fight with men!

The wind came only after dawn, and the rain had become lighter, but it was still raining and annoying.

Qin Ganglie originally came here with an umbrella, but before entering the temple, he threw the umbrella away, even sprinkled some rainwater on his face, and then called out anxiously: "Sect Master! Sect Master!"

Yin Feng, who was following behind, silently picked up the umbrella. When he saw Bai Yu brushing his horse at the door, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Miss Qin, she..."

Bai Yu nodded sadly: I understand, brother!

Yin Feng covered his face with his hands and entered the ruined temple.

Although Meng Tang's face still looked bad, he immediately asked Qin Ganglie to see the little bun.

Qin Ganglie checked Little Baozi's pulse, then took out a small porcelain bottle and shook it in front of Little Baozi's nose.

The child sneezed and woke up immediately, then looked at the heads stretched out in front of him with a confused expression.

"Young Master!" Song Yue was about to cry, but Shen Yuning pushed her aside.

She picked up the little bun and was very happy: "Would you like to eat Dragon Beard Candy?"

Little Baozi's expression changed from confusion to surprise: "Yes!"

Shen Yuning also laughed. After going through a disaster, there is nothing happier than hearing that a child wants to eat candy!

But the little bun whispered in her ear: "But daddy won't let me."
To be continued...