Chapter 243: True rebellion

Meng Haoqi sneered coldly: "The reason why you can do such a big deal is because of hatred and because of . I guess the person who colluded with you is the one you like People?"
Cheng Zhaoyi's face was calm, and there was a light smile on his lips, as if he was not panicking or afraid of Meng's guess. She finished embroidering the colorful butterflies with one stitch at a time, and put the embroidered stretcher on the side table, with a calm tone of death: "Everything was done by me, it was I who punished the emperor, and I have no associates, you Put me to death."
Meng Eqi looked at her hair bun with a golden tired silk ruby ​​Biyao three-winged warbler feather bead hairpin, and the white jade earlobe with gold inlaid red coral drop beads earrings gently shaking with her movements, With dazzling delicacy and tenderness. The embroidered silk Swiss grass, wild goose, wide-sleeved, double-sleeved silk dress is like the wind flowing through the clouds, and the green onion fingers like Zhaoyi white jade lightly fit on the embroidered case, and the golden diamond flower is embroidered with jadeite armor. "Dad" sounded loudly, and the gold-inlaid jade twine buckle slowly slipped down the lotus-like wrist.
She can have today's glory, all from the emperor. And the person who loved her was lying in the Qinzheng Temple with her dying breath, and Meng Eqi wanted to ask a comrade, but she refused to reveal half of it because of the man’s desire to die. This is the oil. Yan did not enter and did not know what to do. When Meng Haoqi looked cool, she began to think that since the man still had contact with Cheng Zhaoyi, Ming Cheng Zhaoyi was still trying to contact him after entering the palace. How did she who had been in the deep palace get in touch with that person?
When Meng Hao thought of the fake Taoist, some people would put things behind the royal dining room for the Taoist to get it.
The dining room... Cheng Zhaoyi...
Meng luxe suddenly thought of something, she laughed and laughed twice: "Cheng Zhaoyi, since you do not persuade you to listen, it must be determined to die. Since then, how alone are you on Huangquan Road, I This is to catch your sweetheart and let you be a pair of bitter mandarin ducks on Huang Quan."
Meng Wanqi approached her, lowered her voice, and looked at Cheng Zhaoyi's lashing eyelashes: "The imperial dining room is just a blinding method. That person is not in the palace. If he wants to enter the palace, I am afraid he will hide it in the palace and mix it with it?"
Cheng Zhaoyi was electrocuted all over, she raised her head violently, and her hands subconsciously grabbed at Meng's neck. Meng Haoqi stepped back two steps to avoid her attack, which was regarded as Zhao Yi's reaction.
So Meng Hao beckoned to let the bodyguard lock her, she laughed and passed, very clear, like a star sprinkled on the sparkling water: "Cheng Zhaoyi, I can't."
She turned around and left, letting Cheng Zhaoyi scold behind her: "Meng Eqi, you and Xie Chongming will not die well!"
Nie Xuanxian heard it outside, frowned slightly, and the person blocked her mouth at the next moment.
"She is willing?" Nie Xuan was surprised. He looked like Zhao Yi's expression. Was Meng Eqi asked what?
Meng Eqi came out of the hall and was blown by the summer night breeze, and she only felt cold soaked behind her. She took over a palace lantern handed over by the court lady underneath, her fingers quietly stroking the handle of the palace lantern, and the warm light in the palace lantern suddenly flickered under those porcelain white hands, as if there was a thin smoke haze from the wick Overflowing. After such a warm light, her posture looked like a deity with a sense of compassion to the world in Nie Xuanxian's eyes.
"General Nie, when will the next dish collected by the people in the imperial kitchen be sent to the court?"
Nie Xuanxian frowned, thinking, "It's just two o'clock tonight."
Meng Haoqi looked up and looked, and immediately it was the second one. She said at once: "Please buckle the batch of vegetable barrels that the army brought with you to the outside of the palace, and beware of the other party escaping. I guess he will work hard, don't take it lightly."
Nie Xuanxian looked sullen, turned around and arranged to go.
Meng Haoqi took a deep breath, and a mournful cry came from the palace behind him.
Who is she crying about? Is it the emperor who pampered her, or the person in her heart.
Meng Eqi, who suddenly looked at the lantern in her hand, stunned the gods, and she felt at this moment that maybe she was somewhat similar to Cheng Zhaoyi in some ways. Dilemma, but it seems that the person in Cheng Zhaoyi's mind is heavier, so she decided to do so resolutely and did a lot of bad things for him. and--
No regrets until death.
Meng Yuqi remembered that when Bai Gao entered her palace, he met a strange man—
"When I was wandering outside the palace today, I was thinking about how to get in, but I saw someone on the roots of the imperial city mixed in a bucket for transporting vegetables, and I did the same as squeezing him in a bucket. Princess, don’t you? I know, that person’s eyes looked scary, but when I asked him what to do, he came to see his beloved."
Meng Haoqi already had an answer in her heart, but she was still not sure, and even afraid. She was afraid that because she pulled the man out, she and Sheng Jiayan were really looking back.
She just stood outside the Yanxi Palace and looked up at the glory of the moon, but her heart was mixed.
When he waited like this, Nie Xuanxian sent someone to catch her.
Meng 萋 shuddered, and his hands clenched.
What is coming is still coming.
Arong was twisted and pressed to Meng Eqi's front, Nie Xuanxian forced him to kneel. Meng Hao looked at this familiar face, and A Rong was not afraid, but looked back at her as she looked up. He sneered: "Princess Lai, it turns out that it's not really a straw bale, it's still very smart."
"Arong," Meng Eqi slowly walked around him, the lantern in his hand approached slowly, illuminating his eyes that had hidden too many secrets. Meng 萋萋's voice couldn't hear the anger: "You killed Bai Gao, just expect Bai Gao to think of you secretly hiding in a vegetable barrel and secretly entering the palace. But what about my grandmother? She is an old man over sixty years old , She annoyed you again, you are going to kill her!?"
Ah Rong stood upright: "Whether the princess believed it or not, Bai Gao was not killed by me, but not by me. It doesn't matter. Mrs. Meng, I have no intention of killing. If the princess didn't hide from the old lady, call her early. Knowing all the truth, how can I be taken advantage of today? What’s more, if I don’t go to Mrs. Meng to separate you and the young master, I...

Meng Wanqi slammed with a slap, and a ‘snap’ sounded crisply. She used effort, and Arong’s head was missed by her.
Meng 萋's hands are shaking, she can't let A Rong continue, otherwise people will doubt whether Sheng Jiayan has other thoughts. She hated Arong and even complained about Sheng Jiayan, but she still wanted to protect him after all.
"Come here!" Meng Eqiang resisted the trembling of the voice: "Just put the fire on the outside of the Yanxi Palace, also called Cheng Zhaoyi to see, what is the end of harming the emperor with a private interest!"
Nie Xuanxian was shocked. Meng 萋萋 means to burn Along alive?
The surrounding guards and eunuchs moved quickly, and quickly placed high stakes on the flat ground outside the Yanxi Palace. They tied Ah Rong on top, and piled dry grass underneath. Everyone held a torch in their hands, just waiting for Meng Eqi to order.
When Arong was tied to the stake, he did not show any cowardice. He mumbled to himself: "My life, I should have died with the army as early as ten years ago. But with my eyes, let me avenge the general's revenge."
His eyes were bleak and sarcasm to Meng Meng's eyes: "Sooner or later you will kill him."
Meng Yingqi moved his eyes away. At this time, the two guards pressed Cheng Zhaoyi out of the temple. At this moment, Meng Yingqi gave a loud voice: "Ignite!"
The torch engulfed the dry grass in an instant, and a larger flame sprang up on the ground to hold Arong's underwear.
Cheng Zhaoyi's eyes cracked, kneeling on the ground and crying: "No!"
Meng Mengqi was unmoved. She could only keep her figure not falling down. In fact, she was shaking all over. The smiles of Bai Gao and grandmother slipped in front of his eyes, and his uncle was dying in the Qinzheng Hall. Everything that happened did not allow Meng Eqi to fall, nor did she allow her to give in.
Suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes in the distance, and Meng Eqi looked at the person coming from far and near, and his pair of black pupils hit his eyes.
Sheng Jiayan is here.
Sheng Jiayan tightened the horses not far from the stake, he didn't save Arong, nor did he approach Meng Eqi. Meng Eqi and him looked at each other across the fire.
His expression is still as usual as usual, and his eyes reflect the blazing fire, but such Sheng Jiayan shows a particularly indifferent relentlessness and indifference.
Ah Rong was caught in the fire, and the flames swallowed his skin inch by inch, burning the pain of his life. But he still raised his neck and sang the tragedy in the barracks loudly.
"The general is dead, what should I do?"
He sang all the time and kept singing. His singing mixed with Zhaoyi hysterical cry, accompanied by the flames flying straight.
While Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan looked at each other with such a flame, Meng Eqi suddenly felt that they were separated by a galaxy.
She couldn't see Sheng Jiayan's expression clearly, and couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes.
Meng Yuqi knew that she and Sheng Jiayan could never go back.
Cheng Zhaoyi broke away from the guards of the guard, and ran down the white jade steps, crawling directly on a blaze of fire.
The moment she rushed towards Ah Rong without looking back, Meng Yingqi really envied...
At the moment when Cheng Zhaoyi had just broken through the restraint, Nie Xuanxian was afraid that she would injure Meng Yiqi madly, so she blocked half of her with her body shape. It also blocked Meng Eju's gaze from looking at Sheng Jiayan. When Nie Xuanxian moved away, Meng Eju could only see the back of Sheng Jiayan turning away.
She thought she was pitiful and gave her a better life experience. But it didn't come to mind. At the end of the story, she and Sheng Jiayan turned against each other and tortured each other.
She was really wrong this time.
The wick in her hand peeled off, greeted the moonlight rippling. Meng Haoqi raised his face and spouted a heart and blood, and then faced like gold paper, planted in the endless thick black straight.