Old Misfits This Month [Myth]

Su Wenze's desolate back was gradually blurred in the dim sunlight, he had never been so embarrassed, even when he was abandoned in a mass grave, he didn't feel his heart was devastated.

He felt that the acupoints all over his body were being pinched, his limbs were numb and weak, dragging his body as heavy as a stone, gradually moving away from Meng Shuyuan, every inch he was away from, he felt that his breathing became more difficult.

"Thank you, Your Highness, you can play this play with me." Meng Shuyuan looked at Su Wenze's receding back, feeling a dull pain in her heart, and her vision became more and more blurred, as if covered with a layer of white water vapor. Not sure.

Yin Xingyi is indeed a young man with a very upright and pure heart. Facing his beloved woman crying for others, his first thought is not to snatch her to his side, but whether she is really happy. If he wants to get her, he must It is aboveboard and willing.

"Since you are so reluctant, why do you have to leave him?" Yin Xingyi stood side by side with Meng Shuyuan, looking at Su Wenze's back at the same time.

Yin Xing was fascinated when he saw Meng Shuyuan's motionlessness, anyone could tell that she loved him deeply, but he didn't understand why Meng Shuyuan made up his mind to leave him and made both of them suffer so much pain.

Meng Shuyuan took a deep breath, wiped away the tears hanging on her face with a wave of her sleeves, and the tears hovering in her eyes, raised her eyes and said in a tone that looked like a child who disdain to explain, "You won't understand, I hope Your Highness will always Don’t have to go through this kind of choice”

As she spoke, she turned around and sat down in the courtyard in the afterglow of the setting sun, continuing to do her needlework.

Yin Xing pondered over and over again. He really didn't understand. Now that Su Wenze has resumed his official position, it can be seen that he really loves her. Why did Meng Shuyuan abandon him and work alone in this month's old temple as a servant, and she doesn't want to enjoy it? Qingfu, to be the wife of the Shangshu in the Shangshu Mansion.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow, please pay attention to your own safety, since you have decided to leave, don't be overly sad." Yin Xing saw Meng Shuyuan who was diligently sewing on the surface, but was actually absent-minded.

If he stays here today, it is estimated that Meng Shuyuan won't be in the mood to talk to him, why not give her some space and let her be quiet, and tomorrow, I will take her out to relax and ride the horse, and I will feel much better .

Yin Xing turned around every three steps, and walked away slowly from Yuelao Temple with five steps and one stop. say.

As a result, Yin Xingyi didn't sleep well that night, he tossed and turned, his mind was full of Meng Shuyuan, he was worried that she couldn't think about it, that she was too sad, but there was nothing he could do to help.

At dawn the next day, Yin Xing jumped up one by one, got up, and rushed to Yuelao Temple impatiently.He was restless for the whole night, and he couldn't wait any longer at this moment. He wanted to see Meng Shuyuan immediately, and he wanted to see if she got better.

Coming to the main street, because it was too early in the morning, there were only a few bustling pedestrians on the street, and even the hawkers hadn't started to work.

When he arrived at Yuelao Temple, the gate was ajar, one door was closed tightly, and the other was opened a crack.

Yin Xing tiptoedly pushed open the half-hidden door, and quietly stepped into the knee-high threshold. There was no one in the courtyard, and the red Kazuki marriage strips fluttered in the wind, which looked extraordinarily gorgeous in the early morning courtyard.

He didn't dare to make a sound, like a thief, looking through the window from room to room in Yuelao Temple, suddenly startled by an old man's low and kind voice, "Who are you looking for?"

Yin Xing wiped his hands on his body, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment, coughing and answering dryly, "Ahem, I, I'm looking for, Meng Shuyuan." It's no wonder that people want to ask him with his tiptoe posture, and he hasn't been called a thief. Very face-saving.

The old man suddenly realized and nodded, "Oh, she's not here. She went out early in the morning. It seemed that someone was looking for her, so she hurriedly followed him away."

"Someone is looking for her, who is looking for her?" Yin Xing stepped forward with a big stride, his tone was urgent, he was a little worried, who would come to look for her, so early in the morning, could it be Su Wenze?

No, what was Su Wenze looking for her so early in the morning? Yin Xingyi's vigilance as a general was instantly ignited. He didn't have any evidence, but he had an instinctive feeling that this matter was not simple.

Of course, the old man didn't know who came to look for Meng Shuyuan, and he didn't know Meng Shuyuan very well, he was just an old man sweeping the floor and guarding the door in Yuelao Temple.

As soon as Yin Xing rushed out, he was worried. In this case, he should go to Shangshu Mansion first to see if Meng Shuyuan was there. If Su Wenze wasn't looking for her, let Su Wenze look for her together. He might know where Meng Shuyuan was.

On the other side, this morning, just after dawn, there was a rush of knocking on the door of Yuelao Temple.Since it was not yet the opening time of Yuelao Temple, and Meng Shuyuan's room was the one closest to the gate in the inner courtyard, she was the first to hear about it.

She got up in a hurry and didn't have time to wash up. She just dressed neatly and hurriedly went to open the door. The person standing at the door and knocking on the door almost made Meng Shuyuan's jaw drop in shock.

"Princess, why are you here so early in the morning?" Meng Shuyuan put down the latch in her hand, and wanted to welcome Lang Yue into the room, but Lang Yue's anxious expression made her tremble all over, and she stamped her feet anxiously back and forth , as soon as Meng Shuyuan opened the door, she grasped her hand with lightning speed, stammering and slurring her speech.

Meng Shuyuan comforted her repeatedly. Although she didn't want to see Lang Yue, she had never seen Lang Yue look so anxious. It must be something big that made her put down her body and come to Meng Shuyuan. Meng Shuyuan felt sorry for her. My heart was beating, and I comforted him again and again, "Don't worry, don't worry, just speak slowly, what happened?"

Lang Yue swallowed, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to calm down a bit, but she was still gasping for breath, standing restlessly and talking, "Brother Aze, he, he...he committed suicide!"

Hearing these words, Meng Shuyuan felt as if she was struck by a thunderbolt on the spot, and her whole body was instantly petrified, with thousands of bees hovering in her head, buzzing and clamoring.

"He committed suicide, he committed suicide, he committed suicide, he committed suicide..." Lang Yue's voice kept echoing in her mind, she could no longer hear any sounds around her, only these words remained.

Lang Yue kept calling Meng Shuyuan, pushing her arm from time to time, but Meng Shuyuan still hadn't recovered from her senses. She was immersed in this sad news that was like the sky falling to her. She didn't believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it.

"Wake up, Meng Shuyuan, wake up, you might be able to save him by rushing over now!" Lang Yue's words were caught by Meng Shuyuan, and she suddenly looked back from the trance, and she held Lang Yue tightly. Yue's shoulders, "Where is he, how can I save him?"

Because of nervousness and panic, Meng Shuyuan had completely lost her mind at this time. She grabbed Lang Yue fiercely, completely forgetting whether she hurt her or not, and she didn't care if she was overstepping. She only cared, maybe she could save this girl few words.

Lang Yue gritted her teeth and looked at her deeply sunken shoulders that had been grabbed by Meng Shuyuan, she was helpless, Meng Shuyuan had lost control.

"He's in the thatched cottage, you follow me first"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Shuyuan immediately took Lang Yue's hand and rushed towards the thatched cottage outside the city.

From Yuelao Temple to thatched cottage, the distance is not close, Meng Shuyuan led Lang Yue all the way and ran wildly, without stopping, Lang Yue was so tired that she was out of breath, where did she run such a long distance, even walking, she never walked Pass.

This Meng Shuyuan is also considered to be very physically strong, and she can run such a long distance without stopping for a moment, I have to admire it.

Meng Shuyuan shook off Lang Yue's hand and went into the hut alone. She slowed down, a little afraid to enter. She still didn't believe that Su Wenze would commit suicide. see him.

In the room, by the dining table directly opposite the door, stood a man dressed like a wizard. He was about middle-aged, with a half-grey beard. When he saw Meng Shuyuan enter the room, he bowed to her without saying a word. .

Meng Shuyuan walked tremblingly to the bed, and Su Wenze was lying on it quietly, his appearance was lifelike, but he was just asleep, and he calmly didn't even heave his chest.

Trembling, she placed her fingers on the pulse of Su Wenze's wrist, and was suddenly startled. She withdrew her hand abruptly, put it on her mouth and let out a quick breath. Tears fell like a broken pearl necklace. one place.

"Now, there is only one way to save him. It depends on whether you are willing or not." Lang Yue's lowered voice sounded behind Meng Shuyuan. Her voice was very calm and hoarse, just as calm as when Meng Shuyuan was asked to decide whether to leave Su Wenze. .

Meng Shuyuan seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, she turned over and crawled to Lang Yue's feet, hugged her calf, looked up at Lang Yue who was standing tall, and asked hysterically, "How can I help? Willing, how to save, how to save!"

"Take your life for his life!" Lang Yue spit out nine words coldly. As soon as these words came out, Meng Shuyuan fell silent instantly. Your life for his life? My life for his life?"

Lang Yue squatted down, raised Meng Shuyuan's chin slightly, and stared at her with hatred, "If you didn't handle it properly, how could he commit suicide? I don't know how you said you wanted to leave him, which made him feel ashamed. You should just disappear from him without a sound."

Meng Shuyuan changed a few words, but still kept repeating, "I forced him to death, I killed him, I forced him to death... Save him, how to save him, I am willing, in exchange for my life His life, save him! I am willing!"