Chapter 292 Mencius' Mother Goes Mad and Seeks Death, the Empress No Longer Looks Back

As Mencius' mother spoke, tears began to fall from her eyes.

"I remember how beautiful and adorable she was when she was born, but why has she become like this now?"

"I must be crazy. She's my daughter, my own daughter, and I did that to her. Why? Why didn't she kill me? Why did she spare my life? I'm in so much pain. I don't want to live anymore!"

Meng's mother stood up and gripped Meng Anfeng's sleeves tightly with both hands, looking at him with despair.

Looking at his mother's crazed state in disbelief, Meng Anfeng sighed helplessly, "Mother, calm down. You must live! You absolutely must live!"

"Kill me!"

"I miss Xian'er. I need to find my Xian'er. She is my daughter, she is my only daughter!"

Meng's mother held Meng Anfeng tightly, looking at him with a face full of longing.

Meng Anfeng finally understood. Now that things had come to this, Meng's mother had no regrets about her decision. In her heart, there would always only be one daughter, Meng Anxian!

He didn't say anything more, got up, and strode outside. This was probably the last time he would see his mother.

The next day, early morning.

When Meng Anfeng sought an audience with Meng Yanzhi, he was now a lowly soldier on the frontier, while Meng Yanzhi had become the Empress.

Seeing Meng Anfeng bow respectfully before her, Meng Yanzhi felt relieved. All the hatred from the past seemed to have vanished like smoke, and it didn't matter anymore.

She smiled faintly at Meng Yanzhi: "Young Master Meng, is there something important that you've come to see me about?"

"I'm leaving." Meng Anfeng stood up and looked at Meng Yanzhi very seriously: "I'm leaving the capital to guard the frontier. My martial arts skills need to be put to good use, and I can't let them go to waste, right?"

"Yes, have a safe journey." Meng Yanzhi was neither sad nor happy, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all.

These are people from the past, people who are not worth it, and there is absolutely no need to let them affect your future and emotions.

Upon hearing this, Meng Anfeng sighed helplessly and then said, "Is it that no matter what I say, you will never forgive me?"

"You need my forgiveness?" Meng Yanzhi looked at Meng Anfeng with some curiosity: "But what did you do wrong? You just love your own sister, you just don't like me, this sister who suddenly appeared. You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Anfeng felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to."

"I thought Xian'er was pitiful because she wasn't my biological daughter, so I wanted to love her more. I didn't mean to hurt you, I..."

Meng Anfeng felt increasingly powerless as he spoke, because no matter what he said now, it seemed like he was shirking responsibility and making excuses for himself.

Seeing Meng Anfeng's increasingly worse attempt to explain, Meng Yanzhi couldn't help but smile softly, then said calmly, "Meng Anfeng, that's all in the past. Now, I have a man who loves me and a lovely daughter. I just want to live a good life, and so do you. You should all live a good life too."

"Living a normal life?"

Meng Anfeng never expected Meng Yanzhi to change so much. The last time they met, Meng Yanzhi was full of hatred and wanted to kill him. How come she is so calm now?

He thought for a moment and then said, "Child, I'd like to see Aman, is that alright?"

"Can."

Meng Yanzhi did not refuse and had someone bring the child over.

This was the first time Meng Anfeng had seen Aman. He stepped forward, carefully took the child into his arms, tore off the jade pendant from his chest, and stuffed it into the child's swaddling clothes.

“I am this child’s maternal uncle, and this is my gift to the child.” Meng Anfeng smiled gently and looked at Meng Yanzhi: “I hope Your Majesty will not find it offensive.”

Meng Yanzhi watched Meng Anfeng's actions, her expression shifting slightly. She didn't say anything more, but simply nodded lightly: "Yes, I thank you on behalf of Aman."

"Meng Yanzhi, you must take good care of yourself from now on."

"The palace is dangerous, and being the empress is not necessarily the most wonderful thing in the world. You... take care of yourself."

After saying this, Meng Anfeng handed the child to the wet nurse and strode outside.

For some reason, looking at Meng Anfeng's retreating figure, Meng Yanzhi felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She stood there holding her child, watching Meng Anfeng walk further and further away. Finally, she was willing to turn her gaze back to the child in her arms, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Xiao Xingyuan knew that Meng Anfeng had entered the palace and was worried that Meng Yanzhi would be in a bad mood, so he came to see Meng Yanzhi as soon as court was over.

As he entered, he saw Meng Yanzhi holding a child, chatting and laughing with Qingdao. A slight smile appeared on his lips as he strode in and asked with a smile, "What's making you so happy?"

"His Majesty is here! Look how amazing our Aman is! He can already turn over by himself! Look, look!"

Meng Yanzhi put the child down and let her perform for Xiao Xingyuan.

Ah Man was being quite accommodating, actually showing it to Xiao Xingyuan from all angles.

Seeing how hard the child was working, Xiao Xingyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Our Aman is so amazing, so incredibly amazing!"

As he spoke, Xiao Xingyuan picked up the child and gently kissed him: "Today, Xiao Yan is going to enter the palace. Why don't you come and see him too?"

"I heard he's very good-looking?" Meng Yanzhi looked at Xiao Xingyuan with a face full of curiosity.

Xiao Xingyuan paused for a moment, then seemed to regret it slightly and snorted, "I heard it's good-looking, but Ling Xiao always exaggerates, so it might not be that good-looking."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yanzhi felt a sour taste in her mouth. She silently handed the child over, smiled at Xiao Xingyuan, and then lowered her head to continue playing with the child in her arms.

As Meng Yanzhi moved, Aman giggled incessantly, filling the entire room with warmth.

Xiao Xingyuan never imagined that he could live such a good life. Looking at the two people, one big and one small, Xiao Xingyuan felt for the first time that he was the happiest man in the world.

Soon, Ling Xiao led a boy in. The boy looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a face like a peach blossom, a tall figure, and a cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye. The moment he walked in, Meng Yanzhi even felt that her palace had become a little brighter!

Xiao Yan is indeed a god-like figure!

The moment Xiao Xingyuan saw Xiao Yan, his expression changed immediately.