How about a bowl of Mengpo soup

At four o'clock, smoke rises from the backyard of Qionghua Palace in the underworld, and the fragrance wafts away.

The beauty stood before the hearth.The gorgeous clothes drag the floor, the black hair reaches the waist, and a jade belt with Yunjin Xiang pattern is tied around the waist.On the sleeves and hem, the phoenix peonies embroidered with fine gold thread reflect the shimmering light, appearing and disappearing from time to time.The pleats of the skirt are as white as snow, not stained with fine dust.It is so delicate and refined, elegant and luxurious, even with the focused expression in the eyes and brows and the graceful and skillful gestures when making the soup, it is also very pleasing to the eyes.

"Princess, the cold gray leaves are ready." A maid beside her brought a pot of medicinal herbs and said respectfully.

Meng Wanyan stopped her movements.Hearing the princess, she was still somewhat in a daze.Indeed... Now that she is married, she is no longer just a Meng Po serving soup by the Naihe Bridge.Because she married the king of this underworld—Yan You.

When Yan You returned more than two months ago and became the monarch here again, everyone in the underworld surprisingly didn't show much surprise.And after the grand concubine ceremony, she still came here every morning to make Mengpo soup, and then took it to the Naihe Bridge.Life seemed to be back to the way it was before, safe and orderly, without much change, but... She moved out of Qionghua Palace and moved into Suchen Palace.

From now on, you can get along with your lover day and night, as a wife.

Thinking of this, Meng Wanyan couldn't help curling her lips.Even though she was always calm in front of others and refused to get too close to Yan You, this unspoken happiness was so sweet in her heart that in the end it turned into a curl at the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't hide it no matter what. Can't live.No wonder... No wonder Xinxue always laughs at herself.

But since the wedding, it has not been without troubles.This trouble has been bothering her for a long time, and it has been pressing in her heart, making her not know what to do.She believed that Yan You loved her deeply, but she didn't know why... She seemed to have some resistance to that matter, and every time she mentioned hints, she would always be bypassed by the other party perfunctory...

The soup in the pot is bubbling, and the hot steam plate rises.The man in white reached out and caressed his belly, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, his expression was blurred in the smoke, making it hard to see clearly.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" The maid with sharp eyes and attentive sideways became nervous immediately when she noticed something was wrong with her.Meng Wanyan came back to her senses, shook her head and smiled at them.Now that she is surrounded by maids every day, she is not used to being served so carefully, her every move being watched.

But at this time, the person who was supposed to be reading in the East Pavilion suddenly came here and walked in the door silently.When the maids saw Yan You in the phoenix robe, they all lowered their eyebrows and blessed his body, respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Yan You's eyes kept falling on the beauty in white by the stove, her expression was calm, but her tone was soft: "I don't need your help here, let's all go down." "Yes." With a smile in his heart, they all retreated as ordered.

She lowered her prestige, walked over slowly, put her arms around Meng Wanyan's waist from behind, rested her chin on his shoulder, and sniffed the faint fragrance of flowers on her neck.

"Why are you here?" Meng Wanyan then turned her face and rubbed the tip of her nose.She took the opportunity to kiss the corner of her mouth, hugging the beauty's waist and shaking: "Anyway, I got up early today, so I'll come and see you after the review of the book of orders."

"Clingy." Her Majesty Wang Hao said angrily, turned her attention away, and continued to stir the soup in the casserole.

"Ameng, in fact, your soup should be renamed instead of Meng Po Soup." Yan You looked into the pot and said with a smirk, "Well... it should be called Wangfei Soup, Pluto's Lady Soup, or Pluto's Beloved Wife Soup. Okay."

"How about calling Yufu Youdao soup?" Meng Wanyan asked her back.The eyebrows are raised slightly, and the end of the voice is raised, although it is meant to be a joke, it is really cool and compelling.

Yan You was a little surprised at that pretty side face, and then raised the corners of his mouth again: "This...why not?"

"Nonsense." The beauty said with a smile, and couldn't help turning her head to bite her chin, and then moved, wanting to go to the side to get the soup.But she didn't let go of her hand, still holding Meng Wanyan, sticking to him and following him closely.

Holding each other together like this makes it a bit difficult to move around.So Meng Wanyan struggled: "Let go, I'm going to get something."

"Shall I help you?" Yan You said with a smile, then put one hand around her waist, and stretched out the other hand to pick up the ingredients, the movements were natural and casual.Xiao is like this, but she can also know what to bring with just a look in her eyes, the timing is right, and the cooperation is very tacit, it can be said that it is impeccable.

Meng Wanyan had no reason to refute, so she let her do it.After a while, he seemed to think of something, hesitated a little, but couldn't help but say, "From now on, I don't need those maids to follow me anymore."

Yan You was stretching out his hand to reach the pot of lost, and he paused when he heard her say that.She frowned and thought for a while, then couldn't help but smiled: "Okay, I'll listen to you." The tone became ambiguous: "Ai Fei is very considerate. I don't need them to follow in the future, so you and I can get closer Make it easier."

"That's not what it means!" Being deliberately misinterpreted, Meng Wanyan's face became hot, and she immediately scratched her out of the corner of her eye: "Meng Lang's words are full of indecency." "Wouldn't it be boring to be too serious?" The curvature of the corner of Yan You's mouth widened, and he leaned over to kiss the beautiful woman's cheeks, entangled her for a while, and then said: "Ameng, should you find an apprentice?"

"Apprentice?" Meng Wanyan was a little puzzled.

"Well, how about finding a suitable, careful and intelligent woman, and then teaching her how to cook soup, and letting her take over your work?" Yan You said it as a matter of course, but it seemed that he had made some kind of calculation long ago. .

The beauty didn't answer, she raised her eyebrows and said, "How dare you love the new and dislike the old?"

"Where are you thinking?" She raised her lips, rubbed against the other's shoulder, and said in a coquettish tone, "I just want you to be with me all the time."

Meng Wanyan stopped talking, and quietly stirred the long spoon in her hand, thoughtfully.After being silent for a long time, Yan You thought she had seriously considered the result, but unexpectedly she changed the subject: "Speaking of it...we've been married for two months, right?"

"Yeah." Yan You nodded.Although I don't understand why the other party asked this, but when I think of the scene when the two got married, I feel very happy.

Meng Wanyan continued to ask: "It's been so long, you... don't you have any plans?" Although he didn't express his intentions clearly, his tone was very soft, and he couldn't hear any emotions, but he could still feel it if he was more careful. Tentative intentions and implicit expectations.

"Uh..." Yan You had probably guessed what the other party meant, and there was a little panic in his purple eyes.Feeling guilty, she unconsciously let go of the hands around Meng Wanyan's waist, stepped back a little, and pretended to be puzzled, "Intention? What do you mean?"

Meng Wanyan's eyes darkened, and she felt an indescribable disappointment.She bit her lip, put down the long spoon in her hand, packed her things without saying a word, put the soup pot into the ring, and did not look back at the person during the whole process.

"Hey, Ameng..."

"The soup is ready." She interrupted coldly, "I'm going to Naihe Bridge, you should go back to the main hall."

"Hey~~" Yan You opened his mouth, watching the other party walk out of the door without hesitation, feeling extremely complicated.She must be angry... She sighed, leaned against the door with her head down, and frowned.

Meng Wanyan was indeed angry, and she was still resentful until the fifth bowl of soup was brought out.Standing by the bridge coldly, without a smile on his face, it made this already desolate place even more chilly.A group of ghost guards standing beside him stood upright, without squinting, and their faces were more serious than before.

Put a long spoon into the pot and scoop up the reflection of the noodle soup.Meng Wanyan clearly saw the sadness in herself reflected in it, and felt even more uncomfortable.The lover who has been together with each other has something to hide from her, and even today, he is still unwilling to confess.She was both angry and wronged.And more anxious and worried.However, she was unwilling to force the other party to tell the reason.

Ugh……

The man in white sighed softly, but a certain kind of light suddenly fell into his eyes, as if he had made up his mind. "There must be a way. Don't be afraid, take your time." She murmured softly.

Be patient, she has enough now, so she doesn't believe it.If that person still refuses to confess and is unwilling to give her an explanation, then... let that bastard sleep in the study...

— Hiss.At the same time, in the Great Hall of Hades, Yan You, who was sitting on the high throne hearing the trial, shuddered suddenly, and suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Here at Naihe Bridge, there are only two ghosts waiting.Meng Wanyan calmed down, scooped up another bowl of soup and prepared to pass it out.When I looked up, I realized that the two ghosts in front of me were over fifty years old, their faces were old, but their eyes were clearer than others... Maybe they were not clear, but they still had consciousness.

She looked at the hands held tightly by the two old men, and was momentarily absent-minded.It seemed that they remembered each other.

Deep feelings, persistent obsession.To grow old together and then go to Huangquan together, they must have been a loving couple during their lifetime.Meng Wanyan couldn't help but use her thoughts to find out their lives.But after a while, his expression changed, horror appeared in his eyes, and even the hand holding the bowl trembled.

"So that's how it is..." After a long time of daze, he gradually became relieved.It's like throwing a stone into the water, causing ripples and turmoil, and then slowly returning to the original calm.She lowered her eyes, lightly raised her hand and handed out the soup bowl: "Drink this soup, the world will be wiped out, forget the previous life, and go to the next life."

The old couple looked at each other, their pupils reflecting the other's old face, there was no bitterness, just a little regret and sentimentality about the upcoming farewell.Then they smiled peacefully and slowly.

"Still, let you forget me first." The old man said softly, his articulation was a little unclear, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but the deep love moved people.The old woman beside her smiled softly in the wrinkled crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but it was slowly getting wet.Then, she took the bowl first...

"That's good, I'm out of the shackles." A clear voice drifted into my ears.

When the couple walked up the bridge slowly with the ghost messenger, the judge in Tsing Yi came here at some time and stood by the side, seemingly feeling emotional.Meng Wanyan turned to look at her, and suddenly smiled: "Yes. That's fine."

They all knew that the old woman just now was Liu Mingjin.

Although it was a bit unexpected, it is not surprising now.But at this moment, Meng Wanyan suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw Liu Mingjin's ghost in this place a long time ago.

Once she was willing to stay here and become the Meng Po who broke the path of others, for this person.Now...it was time for her to end her past.Those loves or hates that have passed away should fall to the ground like dust and disappear from now on.

"Today's palace trial is very fast." After a long time, Meng Wanyan changed into a relaxed tone.

"Well, there are not many things in the first place. What's more, the king is also in a hurry to do something?" Feng Wuya said quite meaningfully.She had noticed that Yan You's expression was not right just now in the hall, and guessed that the two of them had started to have some awkwardness again?So after the palace trial, a certain His Highness should be anxious to go home and coax his wife, huh, huh...

The magistrate speculated maliciously, and laughed evilly for a few times, then spread his hands and said coolly: "It's just that she is being pestered by several priests to discuss the matter of the New Year, and she can't get away for a while."

"Then do you have something to do later?" The woman opposite didn't seem to care.

"I want to go to the ghost market with my life, and then go to the underworld for a stroll or something." A certain judge said with a turbulent face, "It's rare that she agreed, and I'm going to take up all her free time today, so I can spend a lot of time... ..."

"That's it, then I'm sorry to delay you." Meng Wanyan narrowed her eyes and turned around lightly: "Judge Feng, please come with me."

"Huh?" Feng Wuya was a little surprised.Blinking his eyes, he suddenly had a very bad premonition, and even faintly smelled some conspiracy.So he quickly asked: "Do, what do you do?"

Seeing her hesitation, Meng Wanyan added in a neutral tone: "I happen to have something to discuss with you. Don't worry, it won't take too long."

"Is there something to discuss?" Feng Wuya's expression became serious when he heard it, and he didn't know what he thought of, and he became more and more vague.Then he got closer and lowered his tone: "Is it...about the king?"

"Ah."

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Meng Wanyan: Yan You, what am I yours?

Yan You: You are my You Lemei.

Meng Wanyan: Ha~~ So it’s milk tea~

Yan You: (≧▽≦)~ This way you can circle the earth twice (eh? Something seems wrong)

Meng Wanyan: ......... The soul is light! (￣e(#￣)☆╰╮(￣▽￣///)