The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 7: Jianjia (first one!)

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Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo are waiting quietly outside the house!

Yan Chuan felt this sad song in his heart.

"Ding!"

The last sound of the piano fell, and the surroundings fell silent.

The birds flying around the sky are still a little bit different at this moment, and they fly around for a while before slowly flying away.

In the patio, a beautiful woman dressed in white gauze, with a beauty mole at the corner of her eye, adds a sense of maturity. Put your hands on the strings, look up at the sky, and sigh slightly.

"Oh!"

A soft sigh fell in Yan Chuan's ears outside the house, but he felt heaviness in his heart.

"Miss, Teacher Meng Wenruo, Dazhen Sheng is here!" a Confucian scholar shouted into the room.

With a report, Meng Rongrong's face in the patio changed, and she looked a little panicked.

"Miss?" Ruxiu shouted outside the room.

At this time, Meng Rongrong came back to her senses.

"Let them come in!" Meng Rongrong bit her lip and said.

"Yes!"

"Two please!" Ruxiu led the way.

Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo walked slowly into the hall.

Meng Rongrong has also arrived in the hall.

Meng Rongrong squeezed her fists tightly, but her eyes deliberately avoided Yan Chuan, instead looking at Meng Wenruo.

"Brother, why are you here?" Meng Rongrong asked.

Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong, and saw the tightness of Meng Rongrong's body at the moment, frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart.

"This is the place where my father died. I will naturally come to worship, little sister, I heard someone came to trouble you before?" Meng Wenruo asked.

"I have been sent away, but I saved their lives and want to lead the mastermind!" Meng Rongrong said.

"The mastermind?" Meng Wenruo's eyes were cold.

From Meng Rongrong's tone, Meng Wenruo can tell that someone specifically targeted Meng Rongrong. My father is dead, and now my relatives are just this little sister. Who dares to deal with the little sister?

"Little girl, this matter is left to me. I want to see who is so bold and dare to hit the little girl with the idea!" There was a cold light in Meng Wenruo's eyes.

"Hmm!" Meng Rongrong nodded.

Although Meng Rongrong feels that she can handle this matter, since her brother has spoken out, Meng Rongrong has also inherited this sibling feeling.

"Rongrong, this is the sage!" Meng Wenruo said to Meng Rongrong.

Obviously, Meng Rongrong didn't look at Yan Chuan straight from the beginning, making Meng Wenruo extremely embarrassed and wanted to ease the atmosphere.

Meng Rongrong frowned and looked at Yan Chuan.

"Little girl!" Meng Wenruo said a little anxiously.

"Brother, you go to pay homage to your father, I have something to talk to Yan Chuan!" Meng Rongrong bit her lip and said.

"Huh?" Meng Wenruo was taken aback.

Obviously, there was no third person who knew about the affairs of the Bright World back then except Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong.

"Go!" Yan Chuan also said to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo looked at Yan Chuan blankly, and then at Meng Rongrong blankly, and suddenly felt that the tone of the two people's words was a bit wrong. There seems to be something.

"Holy Master, the little girl is young and ignorant, and there is nothing wrong with her. I hope that the Holy Master will not be offended!" Meng Wenruo respectfully said.

"Go, don't worry, nothing will happen!" Yan Chuan nodded and showed a wry smile.

Meng Wenruo nodded blankly.

Meng Wenruo stepped out of the hall.

"Marina!"

The door of the hall closed suddenly.

Meng Wenruo stared at the door of the hall blankly. Rao is Meng Wenruo with superb wisdom, and at this moment he can't see through the weird scene in front of him.

Shook his head, Meng Wenruo stopped paying attention, but flew towards Fengyin and Yang.

"Master Feng, please point me to the place where my father was attacked and killed by Li Canghai!" Meng Wenruo solemnly said.

"Hmm!" Feng Yinyang nodded.

Soon, the two came to the place where Mencius was besieged.

"It's here!" Feng Yinyang said.

Not far away, a snow valley.

In the snow valley, there is an incense case. The spiritual position of Mencius is placed on the incense table.

In front of the spiritual position, at this moment, there is a woman in red wearing a fragrance, paying homage.

"Sanniang? Why are you here?" Meng Wenruo flew over in surprise.

Feng Yin Yang also recognized the woman in red at a glance.

Su Sanniang, Meng Wenruo's wife.

Seeing the husband and wife get together, Feng Yin and Yang also stepped back.

Su Sanniang, a disciple of Meng Ziqiu, grew up with Meng Wenruo’s childhood sweetheart. On the day of their wedding, they were abducted by Daojun Youyue in the original Jokhang holy place. They were the wife of his previous life. Later, under the arrangement of Yan Chuan, Meng Wenruo and Su San Mother reconciled.

Su Sanniang is on the fragrance. Meng Wenruo fell aside.

"Sanniang, why are you here?" Meng Wenruo asked softly.

"Huh!" Su Sanniang twisted her head and her eyes were reddish.

"Sanniang, don't cry, what's the matter?" Meng Wenruo shouted suddenly.

"Meng Ziqiu is your father and my teacher. I was brought up by the teacher since I was a child. The hatred of killing the teacher is not shared, but you didn't bring me here!" Su Sanniang said aggrieved.

"Uh, this trip to South Shenzhou is extremely dangerous, so I...!" Meng Wenruo said in embarrassment.

"If you don't bring me here, I will let the little girl bring me. I must watch Li Canghai die, I must!" Su Sanniang said stubbornly with red eyes.

With a bitter smile, Meng Wenruo sighed slightly: "Okay, I am wrong. When I kill Li Canghai, I will definitely let you be by my side!"

"Yeah!" Su Sanniang just lost his anger.

Su Sanniang again lit a stick of incense and handed it to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo nodded and put a stick of incense on his father.

The husband and wife hug each other, looking at the spiritual position, their faces are sad--

In the lobby of Meiling House.

Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong sat face to face. There is a pot of tea on the table.

Meng Rongrong looked down at her teacup, slowly sliding her fingers on the rim of the teacup. The brow furrowed deeply, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The events of the year are vividly remembered.

As for Yan Chuan, looking at Meng Rongrong at this moment, there is a wave of guilt and pity in his eyes.

The two were silent for a while, and neither of them spoke.

Yan Chuan swallowed the cup of tea in one gulp.

"Rongrong, did you open the box I asked Dongfang Zhengpai to give you?" Yan Chuan asked.

Meng Rongrong bit her lip and said nothing.

Yan Chuan smiled bitterly.

"What happened back then, I didn't mean it, these years, I have suffered you!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

Meng Rongrong's nose was sour, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Yan Chuan.

Looking at Meng Rongrong's slightly moist eyes, Yan Chuan also felt a pain in his heart.

It turns out that things shouldn't have happened like this.

"Yan Chuan, I ask you, have you liked me?" Meng Rongrong's eyes flashed with determination.

Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong's serious eyes, and suddenly felt something like it.

"Have ever!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Back then, at Julu Academy, Meng Rongrong kept running for Yan Chuan secretly. Although most people didn't know it, Yan Chuan knew it clearly. Although he never said it, Yan Chuan was still very moved.

Originally, everything could develop slowly, but it happened that the Light Realm got out of control.

Meng Rongrong heard Yan Chuan's words, but she seemed certain in her heart.

Biting her lip, Meng Rongrong was silent for a while: "I will be your queen!"

Be a queen? Yan Chuan showed a look of surprise.

It's not that Yan Chuan doesn't want to, but that Yan Chuan understands Meng Rongrong's character, a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. This shouldn't come from Meng Rongrong.

However, since he spoke today, Yan Chuan understood instantly. This is a person who loves him thoroughly, so he can let go of all his dignity.

"Okay, good!" Yan Chuan said very moved.

"I have only one husband, and my husband must also have only my wife. I will be your queen and bear your children. I can do any of your requirements, but I only ask you to have only one wife! "Meng Rongrong looked forward with her red eyes.

Yan Chuan suddenly looked at Meng Rongrong, frowning deeply.

"I've been to Yanjing secretly, and I have seen Zizi, she is still a virgin, you are in name but not real!" Meng Rongrong looked at Yan Chuan expectantly.

At this moment, Yan Chuan has only bitterness in his eyes.

In front of me, a woman who was deeply attached to herself was confessing to herself that she wanted to agree, but she was suffering very much in her heart.

At this moment, Yan Chuan suddenly felt very guilty. I feel that I am really too **** in terms of feelings.

Yes, let Yan Chuan give up Zizi? Give up Mo Yuxi? Give up on the eightyth wife Zhao Afang?

Yan Chuan raised his head and smiled bitterly. Suddenly roasted!

Meng Rongrong saw Yan Chuan's expression and immediately understood Yan Chuan's thoughts, and a painful despair flashed in his eyes.

"I understand, you don't like me, you only like yourself. You go out, you go out, I don't want to see you again!" Meng Rongrong suddenly sobbed.

"Rongrong!" Yan Chuan said softly.

"Go out!" Meng Rongrong said sadly with tears.

Yan Chuan is also panicked at this moment. Looking at Meng Rongrong pity, she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Get out!" Meng Rongrong cried and cried.

Yan Chuan closed his eyes for a while in sadness, and walked towards the door. At this moment, Yan Chuan really wanted to divide himself into several parts.

Open the door of the hall. Yan Chuan stepped out of the hall with a heavy heart.

"Marina!"

The hall slammed shut.

Meng Rongrong turned over and took out a jade box, hugged it on the box, crying for a while.

The jade box was handed to Meng Rongrong by Yan Chuantuo Dongfangzheng.

The jade box is intact, and the seal on it is intact, apparently never opened.

After crying for a long time, Meng Rongrong looked at the jade box, grabbed the jade box and wanted to smash it, but she didn’t hold back half of it. Gently unlocked the lock, opening the jade box for the first time.

Open the jade box, there is nothing too expensive in it, only a small piece of paper with some words written on it.

While crying, Meng Rongrong looked at it. I saw it said:——

Jianjia is pale, white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Recalling from it, the road is hindered and long. Traveling back and forth from it, you are in the middle of the water.

Jianjia 萋萋, white dew is not shining. The so-called Iraqi people are in the Mae on the water. After retrospectively following it, the road is hindered and ascends. Traveling back from it, I am in the water.

The cymbals are plucked, and the white dew is not there. The so-called Iraqi people are in the river of water. Go back from the road, resistance and right. Traveling back to it, just drifting in the water——

This is a love poem, the original apology and miss that Yan Chuan wrote to Meng Rongrong.

Looking at the content of the poem, Meng Rongrong's crying became quieter, and she wiped her tears. Meng Rongrong's face showed an unexplained smile, but this smile was quickly drowned in sorrow.

ps: First! (To be continued

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