absurd!

absurd!

absurd!

Extreme emotions were brewing in her chest, and instantly turned into a huge anger and unwillingness. The king grabbed Mei Meng's collar with one hand and rubbed forward until he was tripped and the two fell into a mess. She pulled out the round dagger with her other hand, and pressed the tip against Mei Meng's neck!

Heavy breathing sprayed on Mei Meng's face, and his ferocious facial features were also reflected in the other person's eyes: [Plum Jinghe! If you want to be honest, you go and get it. Why should you make a decision for me as a minister? Are you a minister or I am your puppet? Yes, you are open-minded, you are noble, you have lofty ambitions, and you regard life and death as a cloud, and your integrity exceeds your life, but don't use me as your sacrifice!]

Facing Mei Meng's unremitting eyes, she made her mood lose control at this moment look like a joke and an unreasonable idiot!

This perception made her heart even more intense.

The round dagger pierced a little bright red between Mei Meng's neck.

The two of them didn't care about this injury.

The king vented the complaints that had been accumulated in his heart over the years. If he didn't say them out, she felt that her soul would be overwhelmed by the huge coercion. Mei Meng wished to tear her soul from all directions: [Jinghe, am I your king, your friend, or your stepping stone for practicing morality, and you used as a sacrifice for martyrdom! Do you have any moment, and sincerely regard me as your lord? Jinghe, tell me, do you really have this thing?]

Mei Meng is the one who pulled her out of the mud.

She was naturally grateful, and now when she thinks about the scene back then, she feels like a dream. No one in this world will do her best to another without any reward. Behind her, a bargaining chip that ordinary people cannot bear. Reason tells her that Mei Meng has something to ask for her! The price may be so high that she can't afford it at all!

But she was desperate at that time and had to agree.

She thought that Wang Ji, who was used as a bargaining chip by her father and brother, became a victim of the struggle between her father and brother and her husband, had nothing in her body that really belonged to her and was dominated by her.

What can Mei Meng seek for her?

After agreeing, life can continue to move forward.

If you don’t agree to Mei Meng, you still don’t know how many times you will be used by your father and brother as bargaining chips in the future, and there will be more so-called male favorites on the bed.

She made up her mind to agree.

Mei Meng also helped her plan to break free from the quagmire.

At this point, she was actually satisfied, but she did not dare to speak up when facing Mei Meng, who could coordinate the overall situation. In the past, her life was in the hands of her father and brother; now, her life was decided by Mei Meng. When will she stop?

Mei Meng pushed her onto a road she had never thought about.

Power is at your fingertips.

From the fiefdom king Ji to the regent assistant, to the replacement of the little puppet, she stood in the position where her father and brother had stood in the past. Standing in this position, almost any wish outside of "longevity". The king thought of Mei Meng again and wanted to ask her what she wanted.

Mei Meng's answer is the same as before.

Fame, fortune, glory, wealth?

But she just wanted to ask for the truth.

The king also knew that Mei Meng's literati's perfect conditions were met. He was nervous for some time, but he was still confident that Mei Meng would not hurt herself. As time went by, she completely controlled the country of Qi, and the civil and military officials of the court also questioned her from the beginning to convince her.

With these ministers, Mei Meng is no longer the only one that can be irreplaceable to the king. On the contrary, Mei Meng has not yet adapted to the changes in the identity of the two. Whether she was Wang Ji or the king of the king of the king of the past, her attitude towards her was the same as before...

The king was slightly unhappy.

She was keenly aware that Mei Meng did not put herself in the perspective of a lower-ranking person, and she did not treat her like a minister serving the lord...

The relationship between the two is still there, and this is not worth mentioning.

The crack will not disappear because the owner does not pay attention to it. It will only become more and more obvious as time goes by - the king finds that he and Mei Meng are increasingly disagreeing with each other, and Mei Meng does not value the interests of the king. Many means of change are even infringing on his own interests.

She began to doubt-

Is Mei Meng really loyal to her?

But she really doesn't want to part ways with Mei Meng.

As long as she does not hurt the root, she is willing to cut the interests of Mei Meng and take a step back. However, she retreats step by step, Mei Meng presses forward step by step. This is like the gravel that the water clam swallows inadvertently. The gravel tortures her soft flesh at all times, bringing her a severe pain that cannot be ignored. She cannot give up the gravel and can only choose to endure.

The endurance of the water clam is exchanged for pearls that please humans.

Her patience only came to Mei Meng to send her to the altar.

[Are you loyal to me? Or your morality?]

The king asked this question tremblingly.

The answer was already clear in her heart, but she still wanted to hear the real answer from the deity! The self-abuse-like emotions rolled and burned in her chest, causing her to have some impulse - sting down and kill Mei Meng!

Mei Meng listened to the person above venting his questions at the top of his lungs, and waited for the other party to calm down, and then she slowly said: [I thought we should at least be like-minded - you have similar experiences and experiences the same pain, we should grow the same fruit, have the same direction, stand at the same height, despise the common enemy, life and death are nothing but external things.]

In the face of the pain they have experienced, death is just a laughing stock.

What if death can turn into a sneer of pain?

When Wang Ji died, there was still Mei Meng who was willing to help her. What about Mei Meng himself back then? Mei Jinghe was a famous flower that had been carefully raised by his elder brother's family for many years. It is undeniable that his elder brother and sister love for her, but this brother-sister relationship also has a major premise - Minghua must stay in an expensive flower pot specially prepared for famous flowers.

She can't go anywhere except this flower pot.

Although the fertile soil provides the flower with continuous nourishment, Mei Meng still feels that she is about to wither. No matter how she explains to her brother, how to fight for her, how to express her inner pain, in the eyes of her brother, it is just her whining without any illness, and her self-deprecation. She is the county magistrate's sister, and she can fight for any man she wants. It is just her words to treat Lu Jue as a thing, but she is going to be moved by something?

Why be moved?

The county magistrate's sister is moved by a male slave?

Where did Mei Meng put her brother in the face?

[I am moved because I am an individual!]

Brother is furious: [That shouldn't be a slave!]

[So what if I'm attracted to slaves!]

My brother asked indifferently: [What qualifications are you? Can Lu Jue let you wear silk and satin, or can you keep your fingers from being touched by spring water? Everything you get now is given to you! Just like these flowers you raise, can it live like this?]

He swept the flowers that Mei Meng cherished to the ground with his sleeves.

The porcelain basin is broken and the soil is splashing.

The bright and dazzling precious flowers just now fell into the soil fragments, stained with filth, and the flowers and leaves were dilapidated and dying.

Mei Meng felt that she was still dying.

[I am just the flower you raised?]

The brother sneered: [You should be glad that you, my mother, are qualified to be spoiled, rather than being abused outside!]

From that day on, Mei Meng felt that her soul had left her body, and she could only stand from the perspective of a third party and quietly watch her body rot from the inside out. Death is so close to her, Mei Meng could hug her as long as she stretched out her hand a little.

Until one day wakes up—

The thoughts are instantly realized.

She is a poisonous spider, and she is the only one who poisons others!

How could she sit and wait for death if fate plays with her like this?

She staggered on a dark and bumpy strange path. The wind blew, and there was only sarcasm and laughter from all directions. In the darkness, there seemed to be some monster stretching out countless hands to her, wanting to pull her down and fall into depravity. How could she not be afraid?

She found a similar person on this road.

The joy at that time almost burst out my heart.

Mei Meng carefully pulled her, and the loneliness that was like a shadow finally stopped pestering her. Even if she found out that the other party was different from her later, it was not a big deal, and the other party would always understand.

To this day, the other party said: [You are your own desperation.]

Mei Meng was dizzy by these four words, and she didn't care even the sticky and warm blood was wet along the neck and the back collar. This tingling pain could not resist the pain of the heart being crushed back and forth. Her voice was dry: [You once had ambition to die...]

This life has been abandoned once.

[It was back then, now I don’t want to die!] The king of the country was angry and embarrassed and said in a mess, [Mei Jinghe, do you understand, why should I be arranged to die by you? I am the lord of a country, I am the lord of a country, my life is more valuable than you, than everyone here! Why should I die? Even if I lose to Shen Youli and become a prisoner, I can still enjoy wealth and honor, rather than being a dead ghost praised by later generations!]

How can these false names be worth exchanging?

She doesn't want to die, she can't bear to die, she doesn't want to die!

[Why do you regard me as your martyrdom sacrifice?]

Tears hit Mei Meng's face and eyelids.

The king of the country confessed in one breath that his dark and timid heart was choking and could hardly hold the round dagger in his hand: [Mei Jinghe, how could you ever be loyal to me? I am the puppet you fiddled with. If you save your life, you will have to pay the price of being manipulated. You and my father and brother, you and the old head of the Cui family, you and Cui Zhishan... What is the essence of you people? They made a choice for me in vain and called it for my goodness.]

【But you are the king of the country…】

The contradiction lies not in life and death, but in identity.

Mei Meng hopes that she can show her courage and courage as the lord of the country as a lord, or even higher than most of them. Let contemporary future generations know that the monarch is just a position!

Courage and character are never the only quality that anyone can do.

As long as you have the ambition to fight for the sky, you can always get out of the quagmire.

It’s a pity that the king’s idea is different from hers.

Seeing Mei Meng's expression was dazed but still not forgetting her stubbornness, the king laughed: [Yes, I am the king, so Jinghe remembers that "the king wants his minister to die, but the minister has to die." You have never regarded me as the real master, so what qualifications do you have to expect me to become the master in your heart? Mei Jinghe, I want you to commit suicide now, are you willing?]

When Qi Cang came, the scene was in a mess.

Mei Meng was sitting on the ground in a daze, her hair turned much white at some point, as if she had been drained from her spirit. Mu was as quiet as a puppet, bleeding from her neck, and her eyes were not focused. She threw this familiar round dagger at her feet, but there was no sign of the round dagger owner here.

Qi Cang was not surprised by this.
To be continued...