feeding spirit

In the evening, the riverside was full of people.

Young and old, pointing and pointing, the beautiful woman in the cage was bloodstained and dying.

Ming Jiaoning's expression was indifferent, he glanced at the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze stayed on Ming Shen for a moment, and then quickly moved away.

After a while, several people lifted the cage and threw it straight into the water.

The people on the sidelines looked in different poses and with different expressions, and most of them were familiar with it.

Ming Shen tightly covered his mouth to prevent the sob from leaking from his fingertips, but his eyes were filled with tears.

It's a good picture of a mother and child who are deeply in love, but the child is helpless.

If Tu Yu hadn't seen his plan, I'm afraid he would have believed in this profound evil.

Sure enough, the night in this deep house is not the usual darkness.

Tu Yu had no feeling in his heart, he could only be filled with emotion.

After soaking, Ming Jiaoning was not in a hurry to go back home, but said to the tearful Ming Shen, "Ming Shen, you have complaints."

Ming Shen knelt down straight again, suppressed sobs and said: "My child has no complaints, this is what Second Aunt deserves."

He changed his words tactfully, no longer using the honorific title, and was as distant as an outsider, separated by an obstacle, but this obstacle was built by himself.

"Don't tell me that your tears are hurting your heart." Ming Jiao Ning said.

"Father misunderstood. The child is...he is ashamed of himself. With such a biological mother, he also feels unfair for his father."

His tone faltered. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just afraid, but to Tu Yu, it was a disguise.

Pretend to be timid, see the situation, pretend to be afraid, and speak hesitantly.

"Unreasonable, hmph." Ming Jiaoning ignored him and left straight away.

Everyone followed and hurriedly passed by Ming Shen who was kneeling on the ground, no one dared to help him, and more importantly, no one wanted to have anything to do with this kind of idiot.

There was only one person standing in front of him and said: "Get up, everyone is gone, you only dare to be arrogant in front of me."

Ming Shen raised his head, took Ming Yi's outstretched hand, and looked at him with teary eyes: "Try to keep a distance from me, brother, I don't want to hurt you, before it happens."

"No problem, others will only think that I pity you." Ming Yi said: "But it's not, in fact I am..."

"Brother, stop talking, we are brothers, brothers, we drank too much that night...forget about it." Ming Shen interrupted.

His words are very sincere, but it's a pity that this kind of playing hard to get is to arouse Ming Yi's stronger possessive desire.

As the saying goes, if you can't ask for it, you can't sleep without it.

"Forgot?" Ming Yi pulled him up, looked into his tearful eyes, and said, "I'll give you an explanation."

"What's the explanation?" Ming Shen asked.

"When it's done, I will tell you personally." Ming Yi sighed: "I know, you have me in your heart, wait a minute, I will give you money, status, and everything within my reach .”

......

The night in the deep house is dark and eerie, with hidden murderous intentions, no less than a palace.

Ming Shen sat on a stone bench in the yard with a jar of wine in his arms, looking at the vast dark night.

"Hmph, you kid won't be really emotional for your elder brother, right?" Wu Kun sat opposite Ming Shen uninvited, and said with a fake smile: "You are sad, your mother died."

"Do you think there is still true love in this world?" Ming Shen lowered his head and smiled, then looked towards the sky and said, "For me, love is a fetter, an obstacle, and the culprit that will destroy everything."

Therefore, I can't afford the word love.

Wu Kun acquiesced that tonight he was able to sneak in while there was no one around.

"By the way, the first time we met, the night...is it so dark?" Ming Shen said.

"You're so awkward, don't you feel uncomfortable? Looking for something to talk about." Wu Kun said.

He could understand what Ming Shen was thinking. Although he did hate his biological mother, it was only because his biological mother was just to become the mistress of the Ming Mansion. The second aunt had no background, and she was not very favored by Ming Jiaoning. He was often domesticated when he was young, but after all, he was still his biological mother, and he lived with each other, so he still had feelings to some extent.

As for Ming Yi, approaching him at the beginning was only for the sake of several stepping stones, but this Ming Shen may have fallen in love with him, after all Ming Yi is really kind to him, no one has ever treated him so kindly.

But this does not affect his coveting of power.

In his eyes, nothing is equal to power.

"What's sad, it's just that I feel cheap in my heart, hey, you can't say it out, I still want to find a good family to live with." Ming Shen took out two bowls from nowhere and filled them with wine.

"It's better not to harm good people." Wu Kun drank the wine in one breath and let out a sigh of relief.

Ming Shen shook his head and smiled: "Tomorrow is Ming Jiao Ning's memorial day, I hope Ming Yi is a fool to do this."

"You call him a fool in your mouth, but you call him Xiao Tiantian in your heart?" Wu Kun joked.

"Don't talk about it, I have no possibility with him." Ming Shen frowned.

Wu Kun said enough: "Tomorrow, Mingjiao Ning will go to Huailiao, and Yingen Mountain is the only way to pass. If you want to kill him, you must ambush him from the mountain road of Yingen Mountain. There are many bandits in Yingen Mountain."

"Even if someone pursued him, he was killed by Mingjiao Ningnai's bandits. Those bandits have been stationed on Yingen Mountain for a long time. It is not easy to uproot them."

"Ming Yi has done business with the bandits, right?"

Ming Shen said: "He has negotiated with the village owner, when the time comes, the bandits will join forces with Ming Yi's people to kill Ming Jiaoning."

Wu Kun said: "Ming Jiaoning must be surrounded by masters to cover him, besides, his own kung fu is not bad."

"Don't worry, take a little medicine a day for several years, and you're afraid that he won't be out of breath by then?" Ming said with a deep smile.

He paused, and continued: "I think Mingjiao Ning will keep a hand, and you don't want to make a move at that time, I don't want to pay you for it."

"Okay." Wu Kun said.

The next day, Mrs. Zhengfang's dining hall was full of people, it was to baptize Ming Jiaoning.

The wife of the main house was dressed in plain clothes, reciting scriptures sincerely, Ming Jiaoning stood there, and the rest knelt behind.

Ming Shen lowered his head shyly.

Tu Yu felt helpless. Perhaps for Ming Shen, cowardice was not only a mask, but more of an outlet for his emotions. If he had shown his horns in front of Ming Jiaoning from the beginning, he might have died already. After all, Ming Jiaoning was a A person who likes to grasp, grasps everything in his hands, so that he will feel at ease.

Those who are too taller than him have already been crushed and killed. No matter how useless Ming Shen is in front of him, he is still wary of Ming Shen, secretly making people stare at Ming Shen, which shows that he is very suspicious.

Ming Shen just stared at his hand, Tu Yu didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, one reached out and took his hand.

He raised his eyes and saw that it was Ming Yi.

Ming Yi knelt like him, just kneeling next to him, and Ming Yi's luxurious clothes were so loose that they just covered the hands they held tightly.

Tu Yu: ...

Seeing Ming Shen's gaze, Ming Yi bent his eyes at him, held him tightly with his hands, and signaled him to rest assured that everything was ready.

Ming Shen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled for Ming Yi.

Tu Yu: Why should I step in between them...

Soon after reading the scriptures, the wife of the main house had just breathed a sigh of relief, but Ming Jiaoning said coldly, "You should be convicted."

"Master...what do you mean?" Mrs. Zhengfang was puzzled.

Ming Jiaoning glanced at Ming Yi, and following Ming Shen's gaze, Tu Yu accurately captured a trace of panic in the eyes of Mrs. Zhengfang.

There are tricks.

"For so many years, being a coward and hiding in this fasting hall, greedy for life and afraid of death for so many years, shouldn't that be enough?" Ming Jiaoning sneered.

"The concubine doesn't understand very well, can the master explain something?" said the wife of the main house.

Ming Jiao Ning sneered: "Although Ming Shen is cowardly by nature, he still looks like me, and also looks a little bit like my second aunt, but...Ming Yi, who looks like you, has nothing to do with you." I am the same, you say, is it clear enough?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised, Ming Yi was even more shocked, and Ming Shen took a peek at him from the rest of his eyes.

According to what Ming Jiaoning said, he is sure that Ming Yi is not his own son, otherwise, according to his past attitude towards Ming Yi, he would never be compared with Ming Shen, a "trash". Hiding and not daring to meet people means that she made a mistake and never admitted that she gave birth to this illegitimate child without telling everyone.

This is why she gave birth to Ming Yi, she ate fast and recited Buddha's name, never went out, and was isolated from the world.

She was repenting, but she didn't dare to say it out, after all, Ming Jiao Ning couldn't tolerate a speck of sand in her eyes.

The words were so clear that the wife of the main house knelt down tremblingly and said: "Master, I don't ask for anything. Please, for the sake of my father, let Yi'er go. I will kill you if you want to cut me up. As you wish."

Ming Yi didn't seem to be overly surprised, but rather unwilling.

Only then did Tu Yu understand that Ming Yi treated Ming Shen so unscrupulously, probably because he knew that he and Ming Shen were not blood brothers, so he told Ming Shen yesterday that he would give Ming Shen an explanation. Come to think of it, this explanation is They were related by blood, and Ming Yi originally wanted to tell Ming Shen after killing Ming Jiaoning that he would be able to gain both power and power. In his eyes, Ming Shen was just a cowardly man with no power and power. No troubles, deep knowledge, for him, simple.

It's just that he didn't expect Ming Jiaoning to expose what he had kept a secret for so long.

Ming Shen lowered his head, at this point, he should have figured it out.

"Madam was joking, if you let Yi'er go, wouldn't that mean letting the tiger go back to the mountain? Leaving future troubles?" Ming Jiaoning laughed.

There was no sincerity in his smile, and there was a needle hidden in the cotton.

"Besides, recently, Yi'er has tried every means to kill me. With such a wolfish ambition, how can I let him go with confidence, right? Yi'er?"

Ming Jiaoning seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his eyes turned to Ming Yi.

"Master, this is Yi'er who is young and ignorant, I beg the master to let Yi'er go..." Madam begged.

"Ming Yi, do you have something to say?" Ming Jiao asked rather.

"There's nothing to say, you've done a lot of evil, you deserve to die." Ming Yi resentfully said.

Ming Jiao Ning snorted coldly: "Ming Shen, I heard that you have some relationship with this bastard."

Ming Shen, who was named, raised his head, hesitantly said: "After all, he is the elder brother, more or less..."

"Twelve, tell me." Ming Jiaoning turned his attention again.

Twelve Aunts said politely: "It's really offensive to say this. On the day Second Aunt filled the river, my family was going out for a walk, but I bumped into the two young masters' affair. "

"The slave family is standing under the tree, watching them embrace each other tightly, like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks."

"It's actually nothing, it's just..." Twelve Aunt gently twisted the gauze, and turned her eyebrows.

Ming Yi said impatiently: "Just what?"

Aunt Twelve covered her mouth: "Oh, what is so fierce, I often see the two young masters being ambiguous, who knows if it will be..."

The habit of breaking sleeves.

After everyone thought about it, they looked at them strangely.

"What nonsense? I just pity him. A coward like Ming Shen, hmph, compared to this slug, really disgusts me." Ming Yi didn't care at all, showing disgust.

"Okay, Ming Shen, can you admit it?" Ming Jiao said rather.

Ming Shen hoarsely said: "Admit what?"

"You colluded with Ming Yi secretly."

"Father is thinking too much." Ming Shen said in a flat tone, "As he said, I am nothing more than a slug, including in the eyes of father, aunt, and everyone."

"It's true of me. I also often hate my cowardice, but this has been deeply rooted in my nature."

As he spoke, he began to cry again, and his tears seemed to never end. After a while, he burst into tears.

Ming Jiao Ning frowned, he didn't like this son very much, he cried and cried all day long, he didn't want to talk to Ming Shen anymore.

"Come here, escort the mother and child, and...Mingshen, go to Huailiao."