The General and His Enemy Your Highness

Along the way, Mei Geng was recalling the past that happened and was forgotten. After all, he could not remember many details in the ups and downs of the past 20 years.

Father and mother love each other all their lives, and he is the only son in the palace, not even a concubine or concubine.

The people who came this time were probably just a few distant relatives who wanted to enter the genealogy of the direct line and fight for the throne of Xiping.

They simply don't know what to say, the Xiping Palace is a hot potato when there are internal and external troubles, they are not in a hurry to seize the throne, they are in a hurry to find death.

Cold white plain onyx hangs in the mourning hall, where several red lacquered coffins are placed, and the female relatives huddle in the corner and sob continuously.

As soon as Mei Geng arrived at the door, he heard his mother's voice coming from inside, Wen Wen was quiet, but couldn't hide his anger:

"There is a big funeral in the palace. Since we are relatives, we shouldn't embarrass the palace like this. Please go back."

The footsteps stopped abruptly, Mei Geng lost his mind outside the door.

He really hasn't heard his mother's voice for a long time, the tenderness is like spring water, and it's like a lonely lotus.

Most of the literati and talented women are like this. The princess of Xiping Palace is a lady, beautiful and intelligent, but Mei Geng knows that Su Jing, a talented woman who was famous in Lin'an back then, was imprisoned for confiscating her home and kowtowed to death five years after the new emperor ascended the throne. In the execution ground.

Soon another woman's voice came out, and said with a sharp and mean smile: "My lord, my lord is just such a young man who is not yet weak. Now that I have lost the battle, I am afraid that the Holy One will punish me. It is better to adopt my Chen'er as my lord." At your knees, don't worry, Wangfei, Chen'er will definitely regard you as his aunt after he takes over the title."

This tone of speech seemed to confirm that there was no successor to the Xiping Palace, Mei Geng almost wanted to laugh out loud.

"You woman is talking nonsense! This defeat is not the fault of our soldiers. There is still a major general's son in the palace, so why adopt someone else!"

Qin Gui has always been reticent, so he said so much in one breath, it can be seen that he is very angry.

Mei Geng laughed, he couldn't remember it before, but now he remembered that Mei Chen's grandfather and his grandfather were cousins, and his wife, Wang Shi, was even more estranged, so the relationship is really far away.

"That's unnecessary, Qin Gui is right, mother has me as a legitimate son, why should she adopt?"

Mei Geng said coldly, even though he was dressed in white, he had nothing to do with elegance, and he was not as sharp-edged as a young man in fresh clothes who was angry with horses, but he was as calm as warm water after he suppressed his hostility, hiding his ferocity completely, as if a The blood-stained sword was retracted into the simple scabbard, but the looming aura indicated that this sharp sword might be unsheathed at any time.

Everyone in the mourning hall was taken aback when they saw the young man who had entered the door. Su Jing, who was also dressed in a white robe, was stunned for a moment, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

Knowing the son is like the mother, from the moment Mei Geng appeared, she found that this son had changed a lot.

From that high-spirited, chivalrous and tender young man, he has grown into a calm and introverted man.

Mei Geng nodded slightly to his mother, only to find that the mourning hall was very lively, Qin Gui was held up by his sleeves by two maids, unable to move, even though his face was expressionless, he could still see anger.

Mei Geng couldn't help sighing, it's still the familiar temperament, killing people without blinking an eye, but he has nothing to do with girls, the two little girls can easily subdue him, no wonder they are so angry that they didn't do anything.

Look at Mei Chen's mother and son also wearing white mourning clothes, Mei Chen is still a good-looking talent, but he is full of the decadent attitude of a dandy, and the black and green breath under his eyes is vain.The woman is even more plump, with a bright red agate ring on her thumb, and she also called many elders of the clan.

It's just that when Mei Geng appeared, the smiles of Mei Chen's mother and son froze on their faces, and even the clan elders seemed to have seen a ghost.

Mei Wangshi clenched her handkerchief tightly and gritted her teeth. Didn't she say that the little bastard might die after being in a coma for a few days?Why are you standing here so well now?

The clan elders looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately cast gloomy glances at Mei Chen, mother, son and the others.

They also believed the mother and son's words, thinking that the only legitimate son of Xiping Palace might not be able to wake up again, and that's why they forced the concubine to adopt a son to do such absurd things.

Mei Wang immediately said with a smile on her face: "My nephew misunderstood, I heard that my nephew has been in a coma for more than half a month, and my aunt is also afraid that there will be no successors in the palace."

More than half a month?

Although the memory is fuzzy, after returning from the Northwest War, it was clear that he was only in a coma for a few days. No wonder he felt that Mei Chen's mother and son came early this time, but it turned out that he woke up late.

"What's more... my nephew came back in a big defeat this time. If the Holy Majesty commits a crime, someone will take care of the palace. Auntie is also thinking of Mei."

Mei Geng came back to his senses, glanced at Mei Wang, and the latter's smile faded a little in fright.

Really shameless.

Even though he was young and energetic back then, he still had scruples about the same clan and saved face for them.

But in the future, when the direct descendants suffer disasters, they stand by and watch, and they are more ruthless than anyone else.

There is no need to keep this face.

The stern and sarcasm shot out from the unintentionally restrained young man's brows and eyes, it was blood-stained hostility, the ferocity left by the battle-tested.

"Grandfather died in battle with his father. Before your uncles and cousins ​​were buried, you two asked the clan elders to persecute the new widow and adopted son of the palace. What face do you have to keep claiming that it is for the sake of the Mei family? I am afraid it is only for the sake of your lineage." Bar."

As soon as the sharp words came out, the fig leaf was pierced, and the complexions of several clan elders and Mei Chen's mother and son turned ugly for a while.