Chapter 84 Do you have any regrets?
When Nightmare flew back to the house, she forced herself to forget all the words about tigers and wolves spoken by the little lotus spirit.
Looking at Muning who was sitting on the bed and wiping the Bu Stained Sword, he spoke softly.
"Did he go back?"
He, of course, refers to Lu Mingzhu.
[No, the Demon King is still here. He said that he would not let Mr. Meng discover his existence. 】
Muning's hand wiping his sword paused slightly, but he didn't say anything else.
She changed the topic, "I asked you to follow Ye Xiyao and check her whereabouts. Did you find anything?"
【She went to the underground city. The attendants in the city received her respectfully. 】
Muning was not surprised. She had already expected that there was something going on between Ye Xiyao and the underground city.
In this life, she still chose to join the Demon Party.
While the two were talking, the door was pushed open.
A man walked in, wearing a light-colored gown. He exuded an air of scholarliness that was hard to conceal, and his handsome and elegant face was a little pale.
He nodded slightly towards Muning and was led into the house by the madam.
"This is the dancer at the auction, Muning. The water is very wet. I won't disturb Mr. Meng. You two can chat." The old madam spoke to Mr. Meng in a flattering and flattering manner.
"Tsk, where did the crow come from? What a bad luck!" The madam noticed the crow parked next to Muning, and her brows trembled.
Before Muning could react, the Madam grabbed the crow's neck and walked away.
[Ahem—Help! Old witch, let go! 】
The door was closed, blocking out the noisy screams of the nightmare, and only Muning and Master Meng were left in the room.
Also, Lu Mingzhu.
"Mr. Meng," Muning said.
The man pursed his lips slightly and sat at the tea table, some distance away from Muning, looking respectful and elegant.
"You don't have to call me Mr. Meng. I have the same character as Heng. Just call me Meng Heng."
"it is good."
"Is that a sword you're holding in your hand?" Meng Heng smiled and looked at Bu Ran in Muning's hand.
Muning stood up and sat next to Meng Heng. The man looked at her with interest.
"Aren't you curious? Why do I, a dancer, have a sword?" Muning always felt that the man in front of him was not as simple as what he saw.
Meng Heng sneered, "Let me guess...you are here to kill me, right? Yiqian sent you here?"
Muning raised an eyebrow, "Why do you say that?"
Meng Heng poured a cup of tea by himself and handed it to Muning.
"Silang Yuanwu is Yiqian's unique skill. She is willing to teach you, so she naturally hopes that you can attract me to Cangxiang Pavilion. I owe her a lot over the years, and it is reasonable for her to want to kill me."
Meng Heng spoke calmly, as if relieved.
Muning shook his head, "You guessed half of it, but not completely. I'm not here to kill you."
Meng Heng found it interesting and stared at Muning to signal her to continue speaking.
The girl sheathed the aura-filled Bu Ran and said, "I am a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. I am sent down the mountain to slay demons. There is a demon hidden in the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, and it is related to Yi Qian."
"So you hope to find out Yiqian's weaknesses through me?" Meng Heng said.
"That's it."
"Can you tell me in detail the story between you two?"
Meng Heng showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "It's just a story about a heartless man abandoning his sweetheart in pursuit of glory and wealth. It's nothing good to hear."
Meng Heng finally told a story unknown to outsiders at Muning's urging.
Like all impoverished scholars, Meng Heng came from a very poor family, but he was smart and studious.
Due to the invitation from his classmates, Meng Heng came to the most famous Zangxiang Pavilion in Huaijiang.
At that time, Yiqian was not an oiran, just a courteous boy who played music.
The two met because of a song and became confidants who talked about everything. "Isn't Yiqian a dancer? She's also good at music?" Muning asked.
"Yi Qian has learned music since she was a child, and her singing skills are unrivaled by anyone in Jianghuai." Meng Heng said this with a hint of unnoticed pride on his face.
Muning narrowed his eyes slightly and motioned for him to continue talking.
Yiqian had no choice but to commit herself to Zangxiang Pavilion. She was originally the legitimate daughter of a Hanlin scholar. Her family was well off in her early years and she had no worries about food and clothing. However, her father was imprisoned for a crime, and her mother did not want to believe that her husband would commit corruption and pervert the law. , and ended in depression.
Only Yiqian and her younger sister Yixiang are left in her family, and they support each other to survive in this dangerous world.
In order to support her sister, Yiqian came to Cangxiang Pavilion to work as a musician.
Muning interrupted again.
"Where is her sister Yixiang now?"
Although he didn't know why Muning was so obsessed with Yiqian's sister, Meng Heng still answered.
"I haven't inquired about her recent situation in these years, and I don't know anything about her, but Yixiang often comes to Zangxiang Pavilion to look for Yiqian. Haven't you seen her in such a long time?"
Muning was silent for a while, then motioned for Meng Heng to continue speaking.
Yiqian and Meng Heng hit it off immediately. They are both extremely talented people and soon fell in love.
"A musician and a poor scholar are quite suitable." Meng Heng scolded him with a smile.
Muning frowned slightly, feeling that Meng Heng's words were a bit uncomfortable.
"and after?"
Meng Heng's talent was appreciated and recommended.
Rural examination, general examination, palace examination.
Pass all the way and kill the generals, and dominate the world.
He became the youngest new minister in the dynasty and was favored by the Holy Emperor, and he was extremely prosperous for a while.
After Rong returned to his hometown, the first thing he did was to redeem Yiqian's life and marry her.
But before the two got married, an accident happened, and Yiqian's reputation was tarnished and she was completely reduced from a poor shopkeeper to a prostitute.
There was already a huge disparity in status between her and Meng Heng. Just because of this, Meng Heng began to hesitate.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the wedding date has been postponed again and again.
Everyone slandered her and scorned her, and the sisters in the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion who were friends with her were also sarcastic behind her back.
Yiqian committed suicide in the lotus pond.
Fortunately, her sister Yixiang arrived in time and fished the person out quickly.
After Meng Heng heard about it, he was afraid that she would do something stupid again, so he quickly took the matchmaker to propose marriage, but was kicked out.
From then on, Yiqian seemed to have changed and became the most famous courtesan in Jianghuai. Meng Heng failed to marry her many times and began to focus on officialdom. She was awarded several titles along the way, married the princess of the dynasty, and became the leader of both the government and the public. Powerful minister.
"Did you see Yiqian on the day of your marriage proposal?" Muning asked.
"No, maybe she hates me so much that she doesn't want to meet me."
Muning held her chin up, wondering why the man in front of her was unhappy.
The thought "This man is not as good as Lu Mingzhu" came into my mind.
Then he quickly shook his head.
Why did I suddenly think of Lu Mingzhu?
"Have you found out who did Yiqian's humiliation?" Muning found the suspicion.
Meng Heng's expression changed slightly, "No, maybe the girl from the Hidden Xiang Pavilion was jealous of her, or maybe the madam didn't want to give up such a profitable treasure like her. In short, the government has no clues."
Muning nodded, wondering if he had listened to Meng Heng's words.
"Mr. Meng, let me ask you one last question."
"Girl, it doesn't matter if you say so."
"Do you have any regrets?"
Meng Heng drank the tea in front of him in one gulp.
"Even if I regret it, there is nothing I can do to save it."
