How about a bowl of Mengpo soup

The skylight cuts open and the lights go out.The spirit boat sailed slowly to the pier, and the black armored soldiers led out a row of translucent ghosts from the side door of the main hall, and walked towards the vast mist in the distance with no expression on their faces.

Beside the Naihe bridge, Meng Po in white is cold without makeup.He scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to the ghost who was going to be reincarnated. He habitually used his mind to read the other person's life, and found that he was just an ordinary person with no big ups and downs, keeping his own law and doing nothing.

Many people who have walked across this bridge often had similar plots in their previous lives, and their endings were roughly the same, but there are unique features in the similar trajectories, just like the fruits of different sweetness on the same tree. .

Every part of their life is a story, some stories are boring, some are sad.Meng Wanyan saw the past of one person after another, peeped at the different sorrows and joys, and suddenly looked back, as if she had also experienced all kinds of things in this world, and time flew by before her eyes like clouds and smoke.Then, my state of mind also changed a lot.

Standing here, she used a bowl of soup to end countless pasts, but she was no longer waiting for someone sadly.She has begun to accept all this calmly, getting used to this perennially cold place, and the people who appear in her sight that are different from the ordinary world, and the silent plants and trees around her.And this action of waking up to boil a pot of soup every day, scooping it into a bowl and handing it out, also has more responsibility and meaning.

"Heh... Habit is really a terrible thing." Meng Wanyan slightly hooked her lips and sighed in her heart.

The female ghost in front of her lowered her head and drank the soup slowly, then handed back the bowl.She took it, but the moment she withdrew her hand, she heard the other party say quietly: "Thank you."

She couldn't help being surprised.

And the female ghost raised her head, revealing a pale oval face under her loose long hair.The unfamiliar face, the facial features are still pretty, and she must have been a beautiful and charming woman in her lifetime.The strange thing is that she was not as dumb as the other ghosts, she actually grinned at Meng Wanyan, then lowered her head and walked towards the other side of the bridge.

That smile is calm and gentle, relaxed and unrestrained, without worries.

After standing in a daze for a moment, Meng Wanyan withdrew her gaze, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, picked up the spoon and scooped another bowl...

In the Great Hall of Hades, all the officials had just retreated. At this time, the hall was empty, and the flames of the Underworld were flickering.On the high platform throne, Yan You stamped the seal on the lower left corner of the document and closed it.When I reached out to pick up another book, I suddenly felt a pain in my forehead.

The heart palpitations happened again this morning, although it was not so severe, but for some reason, my head also hurt, and it still hasn't stopped, plus...I actually had a nightmare last night, Your Highness is in a mood right now I can't really cheer up.She supported her head and rubbed her forehead, annoyed in her heart that she was falling into the hands of a forbidden spell like a sick child.

The judge in Tsing Yi saw it, stopped writing, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Is your head uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing, it's just a headache." Yan You took another fate book with a calm expression, but suddenly became a little restless.It's strange to say, why did I have that kind of nightmare last night.Unexpectedly... dreamed that Meng Wanyan left her.

Heh, isn't that scene a replay from hundreds of years ago... Really... She frowned, and finally shook her head amusedly, telling herself not to care.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the empty lobby below, and then realized that the red dress that was still here before had disappeared, so he asked the judge in green, "Wu Ya, where did Master Ji go?"

"Her?" Feng Wuya spread his hands and smiled: "Maybe he went to hang around in the city of the underworld again. I didn't expect that she was quite sought after by those people in the city of the underworld, because of her and the people from the abyss." , now there are many shops open in broad daylight, and it is actually much more lively."

"Is that so..." No wonder I haven't seen this sister pestering me these days.Yan You's eyes softened a bit, and he thought that Ji Lan's playful nature was very similar to Qi Xiu's.At this time, the judge in Tsing Yi smacked his lips again and muttered, "Tsk, they are all ignorant men and women who are easily deceived by appearances."

"Si Ming seems to like her a lot too." His Highness Pluto interjected coolly.The person over there immediately choked for a moment, fell silent, raised his pen angrily with a black face and continued to approve the document.She smiled, then looked down at the desk again.

By the time the official duties at hand were all dealt with, more than two hours had passed.Yan You walked out of the hall and looked up at the misty river.Naiheqiao is probably off work by now.She stared at it for a while, and finally walked away leisurely, but instead of going back to the palace as usual, she turned to another palace.

Meng Wanyan was making tea in her room right now.I haven't had the chance to taste the new tea that Xinxue gave me.She poured boiling water into the purple sand pot for the second time, watching the tender green leaves float up and down, slowly dyeing the water a bit more blue.Inadvertently, his eyes touched the wall beside him.

Now there is a painting hanging there, the red and coquettish manjusawa, which makes the white clothes look cold.It was painted by Yan You not long ago for her.

Thinking of the scene that day, a soft smile appeared in Meng Wanyan's eyes. She took the portrait and looked at it carefully.Immediately, he suddenly thought of something, walked to the desk, squatted down and opened the last drawer under the desk.

There is something hidden in it that she hasn't touched for a long time.

Take out the scroll inside, gently pull the rope buckle, spread it out on the table, and put it together with another one.The painting shows a young man about 20 years old, dressed in a light brown robe, with handsome and clear eyebrows, and a gentle expression like a spring sun.

This was drawn when she first came here, and the person in the painting is Liu Mingjin.In the past countless nights, she relied on this portrait to see things and think about people, to review the memories that tend to blur with the passage of time, and to support herself to endure.

However, since when did she stop relying on it to get a good night's sleep... Meng Wanyan's thoughts drifted away.With a light sigh, he stretched out his hand to caress the face that hadn't appeared in his mind for a long time, and the feeling that spread in his heart was no longer that kind of grief and hatred.

Looking at it like this, I suddenly feel that there are two paintings side by side on the table at the moment, and the artistic conception revealed is somewhat similar.They all have a sense of insurmountable distance, as if the object inside is an ethereal existence, which makes the writer long for his beauty, but there is always something blocking it, which cannot be approached.However, upon closer inspection, I found that Yan You's paintings felt a little different.

Some... intriguing.

She frowned, touched the paper with her fingertips, and gradually stretched them out again.That's right... In Yan You's paintings, the melancholy is not as dark and desperate as hers.In the bright and moving full tones, there is no difficulty and sadness.The outlined lines are familiar and smooth, and the writing is delicate and soft.

While asking for nothing, I sigh with joy, with vague joy in my disappointment.

Looking at the picture rendered in thick ink, Meng Wanyan seemed to be able to feel the silent gaze of that person on her body, gentle and tolerant, helpless but pampering, and what was contained in the writing, she hadn't read it at the time. Understand.

Now... Maybe I understand a little bit.Meng Wanyan's thoughts suddenly moved, and she suddenly thought of the other party's confession last night, the affectionate and sighing "I love you very much" that lingered in my ears...

The person standing by the table curled his lips unconsciously, unaware of the appearance of his sympathy for Dou Chukai at the moment.

"Perhaps, I can really forget him, and put someone else in my heart." Meng Wanyan murmured in her heart, picked up the one she had drawn before, and prepared to roll it up and put it in another place , but at this moment heard movement outside the door.Turning around, I saw Yan You walking in.

"Why are you here?" She subconsciously said, and when she looked up, she found that the expression on the other's face was unexpectedly cold.

"In the underworld, there is no place that this king can't go." Yan You's tone was a little stiff.

She was outside just now on a whim, and wanted to peek at the people in the room through the half-open window.I didn't expect to see Meng Wanyan standing there as if reading something, but she was so absent-minded, the soft light in her bright eyes trembled, and the arc at the corner of her mouth at the end was like a lost journey blooming slowly at the end of the day. It was so beautiful, It was something she had never seen before.

She couldn't help but raise her lips, and was even more curious about what made Yi Ren so interested.However, when he changed the angle and saw clearly what was in the opponent's hand, the smile on his face collapsed in an instant.

At that moment, it seemed as if I could clearly hear the sound of something breaking in my heart.

"What are you doing?" Yan You took a step closer, her purple eyes fixed on the portrait in Meng Wanyan's hand.She couldn't be mistaken just now, the look on Meng Wanyan's face... It was clearly, clearly, love!

Thinking of this, she could no longer remain calm: "Tell me, what were you doing just now?" When did you secretly draw the portrait of that man, and hold it so affectionately for so long, are you thinking about him? ?It must be!

How unreasonable... I have never seen you look at me like this, and you have never said that you like me.If I hadn't bumped into her today, I still didn't know why... Hmph, it wasn't because of jealousy or something in comparison, but this was really too much... This, this unruly woman!

"Do you often do this?" Yan You frowned, and the clear light in her purple eyes slowly condensed into frost.Meng Wanyan didn't expect her to be angry, and was stunned by the cold sentence for a while, and wanted to put away the things in her hand but was grabbed by the wrist.

"Why don't you talk, huh?" Seeing that the other party looked like he had nothing to say but wanted to protect the things in his hands, Yan You's tone became even colder. She looked straight into the eyes of the woman in front of her and said with hatred: "Meng Wanyan How could you do this, what is this?!"

There is not only resentment in this question, but also... strong resentment?Meng Wanyan blinked, and now she finally understood something, but after realizing it, she couldn't help being annoyed: "Are you doubting me?"

"It's you who made me unable to see through." Yan You's anger surged, and he couldn't help accentuating his tone: "You have always had him in your heart, haven't you? Even after so long, it is obvious that you are no longer able to be together, you yourself You all know that the person who was reincarnated in the mortal world is no longer that Liu Mingjin, why are you still so unwilling to give up!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the painting in Meng Wanyan's hand, and a sneering smile appeared on her face, but she didn't know who she was laughing at: "Oh, the painting is really good. How profound is it to draw like this from memory. "

"Did you lie to me before? In fact, you still can't accept me, you just forced yourself to compromise. Otherwise, why did you pretend to be with me tenderly while holding another person's portrait in secret? "

Yan You's eyes darkened, she lost her composure because of impetuousness, and her impulsive words became more and more aggressive.But the woman in front of her didn't say a word, she just silently watched her say one after another as if venting, the disbelief in her eyes gradually turned into disappointment.

"Meng Wanyan, I want to give you happiness, but after all I can't enter your world." She seemed to be tired, and let go of the other person's wrist, her voice became weak: "Is it possible to start all over again? I still can't change you?"

"Enough!" The person who had not argued all this time suddenly stopped.Meng Wanyan bit her lower lip tightly, her body trembling slightly.Taking a deep breath, suppressing the soreness in her eyes, she said coldly, "You said you would wait for me to forget about him, but what are you doing now, huh? Why are you so self-righteous here, making such self-assessed conclusions? my thoughts?"

"Then tell me, do you have me in your heart, huh?" Yan You suddenly approached.

"If it wasn't for me, how would I agree to be with you?!" She replied bitterly.The person in front of him seemed shocked when he heard the words, and his eyes flashed: "Okay, let me ask you again, Liu Mingjin and I are in your heart, who is more important? Choose one of the two, who do you choose?"

"You!" Meng Wanyan opened her eyes wide, "Yan You, you actually said such things!"

She finally got angry and lost her composure. She pushed the person in front of her away, and her eyes began to flush: "Oh, you doubt me, what about yourself? Don't act like I betrayed you , who knows how many women you have provoked? Who is in your heart? Who is more important than me or that Jinxi?"

"Meng Wanyan!" Yan You said angrily, and his eyes became sharp instantly.Meng Wanyan smiled sadly, but her eyes became moist: "Stop deceiving yourself...Actually, you are using me as a substitute, right?"

"Is this how you miss me?" Yan You tightened his hands, his purple eyes were stained with blood, and his voice trembled: "Is this what you mean!"

"So what?"

"Oh...very good!" She laughed back angrily, stepped back dejectedly, her complexion suddenly paled.She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was silence.

"Meng Wanyan, rely on me to like you!"

She gritted her teeth and left such a sentence, after saying that, she slammed the door and left.

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Meng Wanyan: Yan You, you stupid and narrow-minded domineering dead woman!

Yan You: Who told you to disobey womanhood!

Meng Wanyan: Are you still ashamed to call me?Obviously you cheated all day long! !

Yan You: That's unreasonable, do you know that I can't wait to cling to you every minute, even if I want to get out of the wall, it's because you are outside the wall!

Meng Wanyan: What do you mean!

Yan You: How would I know!I'm just jealous!

Meng Wanyan: Then I'm jealous too!Why don't you come and coax me soon? !

Feng Wuya: Do you want to coax your wife well?Do you want harmony between husband and wife?Want a home without gunpowder?Aifei range hood, let her enjoy cooking soup every morning, if you love her, give her a smokeless one!Aifei range hood, you are worth having.

Yan You: Well, then buy it.

Meng Wanyan: Hmph... come here, I'll make soup for you.

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