Sheng Shian

Wen Tong stuffed a kumquat into Li Yunfu's mouth: "Should I let you know about the Dali Temple case, brother Yunfu, eat the orange..."

Li Yunfu said in embarrassment, "Brother Wen Tong reminded me that I overstepped the rules."

Shen Shi calmed down, and told the two of them: "Drinking is a mistake, go back earlier."

Wen Tong was stunned: "Brother Shen, aren't you together?"

"There is still a case in the government office, we will meet again at another time." Shen Shi bid farewell.

Li Yunfu seemed a little disappointed, he bowed to Wentong and left.

Shen stood for a while, walked into the study with his hands behind his back, picked up the stick of incense and looked at it twice: "Brother Shen, you are so damned, you can't say anything..."

What about him, resurrecting his soul with a dead body?

Shen Shi, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, came up with the idea of ​​burning incense and worshiping Buddha in his free time.

Shen called his servants, removed the incense, and washed his hands in warm water two or three times, but he still felt that there was still some poison left on his hands.

Shen Shi went to Dali Temple.

Meng Yang had been waiting for a long time. He paced back and forth in front of the hall, like an ordinary person without a city mansion, who only cared about his wife.

As soon as Shen Shi stepped over the threshold, he greeted him and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Shen, for returning my brother's innocence."

"He didn't do it, so there's nothing wrong with it." Shen walked in.

When Meng Yang handed over the head of the Long Escort, he had no hope of being released from prison. He said unexpectedly: "Brother Shen is in a dangerous situation, but he can maintain a fair heart, not be obscured by good and evil, and discern the details, so that I One day when the truth comes to light, brother, Meng really admires him."

Shen Shi sat on the high hall, waved his hands and said, "Needless to say flattery, have you seen Yu Shuyuan?"

Meng Yang shook his head slightly: "Not yet..."

"Brother Meng is usually afraid of being delayed for a while, but today..." Shen Shi sorted out the file and looked up: "If you have something to say, why don't you speak up?"

Meng Yang knelt down: "Brother Shen has the heart of a bright mirror, why can't I see that my wife has been wronged. It will be New Year's Eve in a few days. Could it be that Brother Shen has the heart to see innocent people trapped in prison and not reunited?" Besides... Your Excellency, please healed my wife's leg injury, don't you know..."

Shen Shi looked down at him, and said slowly: "There is no physical evidence in this case, and Yu Shuyuan is relentless. If I hadn't seen her as suspicious and didn't want to kill innocent people in vain, I could have asked her to kill her long ago."

Meng Yang's one-foot ten thousand-gold robe was pressed to the ground. He walked forward without mercy, approached Shen Shi, and said with a choked voice, "My lord, if the body never disappears, will my wife be locked up in a cell forever?"

"The person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell." Shen Shi sighed, and helped him up: "Brother Meng, the seal is in your hands, and Yu Shuyuan can't get out of this prison door, it's up to you..."

If there is no physical evidence, the case can be invalidated.

Meng Yang lowered his head, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Shen and I are neither related nor related, why did Brother Shen help you so much? And why didn't you tell my wife..."

"Brother Meng didn't say that I'm a bright mirror in the sky, and I don't want to see unjust, false and wrongly decided cases." Shen smiled: "Besides, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework. If you don't say anything, I don't want to get involved."

Meng Yang has a feeling in his heart. He doesn't believe in an upright official, but he also knows that six points of truth are enough to confuse people's hearts. No matter what Shen's purpose is: "Brother Shen, I accept this love, and I will pay you back in the future." .”

This sentence is more serious than anything Meng Yang has said.

Shen Shi flipped through the file indifferently: "The Chinese New Year is approaching, Brother Meng, let's hurry up..."

Meng Yang walked towards the cell without politeness.

Yu Shuyuan was lazily leaning on the couch, holding a scroll book in her hand, she was fascinated by it, her sleeves fell to her elbows, revealing a piece of snow-white lotus root arms, which looked even more pearl-like against the backdrop of cheap clothes Jade.

She was looking at the fascinated place, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her soft blue hair was tied obliquely with a wooden hairpin.

Meng Yang paused, unwilling to break this peaceful time.

She turned two more pages, the flower branches trembling with laughter, and the wooden hairpin on her hair was crumbling.

Meng Yang caught the wooden hairpin.

Yu Shuyuan's smile disappeared.

Meng Yang glanced at her wrist, it was obviously useless, and she had nothing to do with porcelain in this life.But he turned himself into a character made of porcelain, cold and ruthless.

Meng Yang pressed her temples tenderly with one hand, adjusted to an angle he thought was comfortable, and then pinned the wooden hairpin back into his hair with the other hand.

Yu Shuyuan ignored it and continued to read.

"What are you looking at?" Meng Yang went to pluck the book in her hand, but Yu Shuyuan held on to it, glaring at him, charming and affectionate.

Meng Yang glanced at the signature on the title page, and said with a light smile, "Your guest in white. Madam likes it, so I invite him into the mansion tomorrow, how about telling stories for Madam alone?"

Yu Shuyuan let out a snort of disdain, and threw away the scripture book in his hand without hesitation: "Own it if you want it, destroy it if you don't have it, Meng Yang, that's all you have to do."

"So madam, don't test me for too long. If I don't get it, I will go crazy."

Meng Yang took her hand and applied the medicine for her as usual. He didn't mind what Yu Shuyuan said, just being with him: "Madam's hands have lost weight again, presumably it's because the food didn't suit my appetite. I thought Madam rescued her He is a person who knows the cold and the hot, and now it seems that he might as well sell it to Yihong Courtyard, and it will have some effect."

Yu Shuyuan saved many people in the Meng Mansion, because they were originally the victims of the game between Meng Yang and her, and they were the poor people who were implicated innocently in order to attract her attention.

"What about you?" Yu Shuyuan asked.

Meng Yang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Who am I, Madam doesn't know best?"

Yu Shuyuan also felt that she was ridiculous, she couldn't even hate Meng Yang, she just wanted to tear herself into pieces when she saved Meng Yang.

Meng Yang pinched her fingertips that had shrunk because of anger, and seemed to find it very interesting, straightening and bending back and forth: "You are always so kind, but saving people is the end, sending Buddha to the west, since you can't do it Come on, why do you want to save it again?"

Yu Shuyuan opened his mouth, not even in the mood to scold him.

Meng Yang said sadly: "The people who served Madam in the mansion are almost gone now, so what should I do when I miss Madam? Shuyuan, it's time to go home..."

"I don't have a home." Yu Shuyuan said.

The cycle of indifference, threats, and harm made Yu Shuyuan tired. She was no longer hostile to Meng Yang, and not caring was the sharpest blade.

Ah Shi said that whenever she wanted to leave, she would tell him.

Yu Shuyuan felt that it was indeed time.

Meng Yang said: "As long as I am here for a day, I will always be my wife's home."

Yu Shuyuan smiled, and stretched out his hand to caress Meng Yang's face slowly. She really wanted to tear off the skin and see what was ugly inside.How can you say false words affectionately, show your sword and cut off her limbs, turn her into a human pig, a vase, and then say, I will treat you well.

How could there be such a person.

Meng Yang knew that she was not gentle, but he was also sincerely surprised, his eyes lit up a little.

Yu Shuyuan looked down upon him arrogantly, and withdrew his hand, and Meng Yang also dimmed.

She suddenly didn't want to do anything, but said with her lips parted, "Meng Yang, you are so pathetic."

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all under her control.

Meng Yang had a dull pain in his chest. He would rather see Yu Shuyuan scolding him and hating him than seeing Yu Shuyuan's light-hearted, seemingly wanting nothing.

This made him feel that Yu Shu was far from alive, and there was nothing in the world that could hold her back...

No.

Meng Yang grabbed her hand, pressed his body forward, and whispered in her ear with dark eyes, "Yu Shuyuan, admit it, you don't want me."

He desperately uncovered the old scars, trying to awaken the other party's hatred: "You took the initiative to untie your belt back then, but you failed to kill me. Now that you have the opportunity to fly away, but stay in the prison, I worry about it. Why? Yu Shuyuan, The sad person is not me, but you who deceive yourself!"

Yu Shuyuan acted as if she had never heard of it, and nothing could move her.

No matter how humiliating the past is, it is just a hurdle in the hearts of the people, and it is not worth mentioning if it is over.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Meng Yang showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "How can you not blame me..."

His always kind mask was cracked in an instant, revealing a completely unrecognizable hideous appearance. After a while, he became softer, and he said: "It's okay...it's okay..."

As if convincing himself, as if telling her, such a whitewashing of the peace gave Yu Shuyuan a little ominous premonition.

Meng Yang's eyes froze, he took her hand, slid it to her lower abdomen, and slid his lips against her ear, like a poisonous snake at his side, spitting out a snake letter: "New Year's Eve is coming, if you don't complain , we happened to be reunited as a family..."

Yu Shuyuan seemed to hear thunder piercing her ears, and she was so shocked that she was spinning. She opened her eyes wide, grabbed Meng Yang's hand, and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you mean..."

Meng Yang smiled sweetly and deeply: "Shuyuan, we have a child..."

Yu Shuyuan fainted.

Dali Temple was in a mess.

Shen arranged for someone to invite a doctor, and then drove Meng Yang back. He didn't stop for a moment, still worried about Yu Shuyuan, and rushed to the prison in a hurry, but was suddenly stopped by a jailer: "My lord, there are people waiting for you in another courtyard." .”

Shen Shi didn't understand: "Tell him another day."

The jailer stepped forward and held his hand, with an indescribable sense of persecution: "My lord, please."

Shen is serious, the news is so fast, but luckily he didn't mention it to anyone.

The jailer led him around two rooms, which was not an ordinary courtyard. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the person sitting, and suddenly threw the tea cup at his feet, and the tea leaves splashed with water.

He yelled furiously: "You concealed it and didn't report it!"

The scalding tea barely even touched the corner of Shen Shi's clothes, but Liu Changze's hands were red from the heat, dripping water.

Shen Shi's eyes hurt from watching, and he quickly took the towel from his arms.

Seeing that he was still wandering outside the situation, Liu Changze became even more angry: "Kneel down!"

Shen Shi looked around the inner room, only he and Liu Changze, he looked at the hand, and walked forward from the door to Liu Changze's side before kneeling down.

Seeing that he dared to kneel in front of him provocatively, Liu Changze was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he was about to hit him when he raised it, but he saw the man kneeling and bowing his head, holding a blue supra in front of his forehead.

He paused for a second, then suddenly put down the scarf, turned his head away from looking at Shen Shi, sat upright again and said, "Explain."