The Three-Life Stone

Xia Jin enjoyed the food with great interest. Jiang Wan took a few bites with a slight apology. After a few polite greetings, Jiang Wan left first.

Xia Jin, who was eating happily, suddenly put down her chopsticks and fell silent. For a moment, she could feel the gloom emanating from Jiang Wan, but she also saw Jiang Wan's firm courage to defend his love.

That is something that cannot be found in Xia Jin, the resonance caused by inferiority, and the completely different life she chose after meeting love.

Do you regret it? Xia Jin asked herself.

No regrets, Xia Jin told herself.

She and Bei Ming Mo will never see each other again, but they can still miss each other. This is already the best ending.

But... Murong Yi... what else did I forget? Is he important?

A faint feeling of uneasiness lingered in her heart, but she really couldn't remember it. Only the word "sister" kept lingering in her mind, which made her feel distressed.

"Since we have forgotten and we each have our own lives, let's not have any connection with each other." Xia Jin muttered, not wanting to see the dishes go to waste, so she looked for some dishes that were easy to pack up and take away.

After getting on the ox cart, she looked back at the South Country and left directly. She would avoid it if she passed by there next time.

In the Northern Kingdom, Qianqing Palace, Bei Ming Mo was reviewing memorials.

"Noble Xi requests an audience." The eunuch shouted in a shrill voice.

Bei Ming Mo looked towards the entrance of the hall, the corner of his mouth curled up and sneered: "Xuan."

"Your Excellency Xuan Xi is here to see you~"

As the eunuch finished speaking, Xi Meng walked in from the door, two lines of tears streaming down her face.

Bei Mingmo leaned on the back of the chair, his elbows resting on the armrests on both sides, his hands crossed, his right leg crossed over his left leg, his abyss-like eyes narrowed, and he looked at the woman who walked in with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I admit that even if I have not made any contributions over the years, I have worked hard. I don't know why Meng'er is not as good as Your Majesty likes. I can change. I just hope Your Majesty can look at me."

Xi Meng still doesn't understand. She is the first woman chosen by the Emperor's mother for Bei Ming Mo. Bei Ming Mo and his mother have a deep mother-son relationship. She originally thought that Bei Ming Mo just ignored her because he was not interested in women. But after Bei Ming Mo became emperor, the number of women in his harem increased day by day. Although there were not many sisters who were favored by him, there were still a few. She was still unknown.

Even the deceased former Concubine Hui, who should now be called the Concubine Dowager, the concubine assigned to Bei Ming Mo, Chen, the daughter of Minister Chen, although she entered the palace later than expected, fell in love with Bei Ming Mo after he returned to the capital. Within two years, she became Bei Ming Mo's second woman. After Bei Ming Mo ascended the throne, she was also quite favored and was given the new title of Concubine Hui.

Xi Meng was unwilling to accept this, and she would not understand that the title of Concubine Hui was not a nostalgic name for Bei Ming Mo, but just a commemoration.

Bei Ming Mo raised his eyebrows. He could still put his mind into acting as if Chen was once useful to him. Even though he knew that Chen was just a chess piece used by that woman to suppress her, it still depended on who had the chess piece in their hands, not to mention Xi Meng who had no killing power and could not help. It was already a great mercy for him to keep this woman.

Bei Ming Mo watched her crying quietly, neither happy nor angry. This woman has no brains. Others can't see it, but can't the people who have been following her see it? If that bitch really cared about me, would she have let a woman monitor me? How much does a mother need to care about her son to do this?

It seems that he has established a good image in these years after returning to Beijing. No one would think that the death of that adulterous couple had anything to do with him.

He looked at Xi Meng happily and asked her to sit on his lap. Now that the two people were dead, he was really afraid that he would forget the hatred, so he kept these two women. Every time he saw these two women, he would think of that bitch, and the way they died with their eyes open. He used this way to tell himself that he was living a good life.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late. Bei Ming Mo could not bring back his biological parents, nor could he save his lost life. Every road may lead to an end, but only he himself knows the twists and turns of the process.

Bei Mingmo recalled that before the man died, he gently reminded him: "Your son's life is now in my hands. As long as I move my fingers..."

The man's remorse and fear must have reached their peak before he died, right? It was a pity that he didn't understand himself. Killing innocent people was not his style. Even if their father committed a heinous crime, his son was not involved in it, and he didn't even exist at that time. As the eldest brother, he naturally set a good example for them to be filial to their parents.

He got a headache when he thought about having to pretend that the man was his father. It wouldn't be too difficult to clear his father's name and then slowly reveal his own life story. It could be done slowly as long as there was time. The mask of the hypocrite of that man would probably be recorded in history and he would never be able to take it off in his lifetime.

Thinking of this, Bei Mingmo pinched Xi Meng's waist hard. Xi Meng woke up from the initial indulgence in Bei Mingmo's tenderness and cried out in pain. The slender waist that he held seemed to be broken. She did not dare to complain, but held back her tears. With red eyes, she looked at Bei Mingmo aggrievedly and said in a gentle tone: "Your Majesty, you hurt me."

Bei Ming Mo pretended to be careless and said, "Really? Then I have to give my beloved concubine a good massage."

It doesn't matter. As long as a few entries are added to the history books, naturally someone will judge the man's goodness or badness based on this complicated transformation. After all, who can sit in this position and is truly innocent?

Xi Meng pulled down her clothes, revealing her snow-white breasts. The rope around her waist also opened inadvertently. The atmosphere became so tense that the eunuchs and maids withdrew. One or two conscientious and unmoved followers stood guard at their posts.

Xi Meng's face was rosy. She put on her clothes and deliberately tidied them up to make them a little bit messy before walking out with a twisted waist, a look of satisfaction on her face.

Bei Ming Mo spat after Xi Meng left. The servant brought up the prepared bath water. The maid brought up the clean clothes and left. Bei Ming Mo carefully washed every inch of his skin. This woman was quite troublesome. He would get rid of her to save himself the trouble. There would be no next time.

In two years, the throne will truly be above everyone else, and by then I can really do whatever I want without having to consider other people's thoughts.

By then, I will definitely find you, occupy this supreme position, and protect the one I love.

Xia Jin, if you are willing, I will definitely protect you, give you a lofty status, and let you enjoy endless glory, as long as it is what I can give. If you are unwilling, I will set you free, and from then on I will guard this beautiful land alone.

But I want to hear from you in person whether you have ever loved me, and I want to say goodbye to you properly.

Ah Jin, wait until I find you, don't sneak away again.