Meng Jingyue was silent.

He didn't know what she wanted.

But he keenly realized that Panshu did not love him.

Most of the love that Panshu talks about is the love of teasing cats and dogs, and the love of giving carelessly.

——That was not the love he wanted.

He spoke hoarsely, his jaw slightly raised, his lips and teeth rubbing against hers, as if he had exhausted his life's affection. "As long as you don't push me away. Anything is fine."

"Brother, what are you doing?" The young man's cold voice sounded behind the two of them.

He leaned against the creaking door with his arms folded across his chest.

The handsome eyebrows and eyes concealed the sharp claws that remained silent.

The girl panicked for a moment.

He quickly pushed Meng Jingyue away.

Meng Jingyue's face turned cold, but he looked at Meng Jingchi, his dear brother, at the door with understanding.

A pair of deep and calm fox eyes were raised, flickering with a dark and cold light.

——So, if you push me away, only Meng Jingchi is enough?

Meng Jingyue became more and more confident.

His young wife changed her mind and transferred her affection to another wild dog.

And this wild dog turned out to be his younger brother.

Oh.

Meng Jingchi deserves to die.

The gentle young man did not blame his wife for her infidelity. His young wife was so inexperienced and ignorant that the current situation could only have been caused by the cunning Meng Jingchi taking advantage of her.

so--

The mistake is why Meng Jingchi is not dead yet.

The innocent girl was completely unaware of this.

Even though the two brothers, who were once so close and praised throughout Upper Kyoto for their deep brotherly love, were now killing each other for her, she was unaware of it. After all, she was the most innocent.

"Meng...Meng Jingchi."

The young man was beside the girl, and could easily see her cheeks, which were flushed with embarrassment. His dark eyes became even deeper and more bottomless.

The young man twitched his lips with a half-smile, and looked at Meng Jingyue with ill intent, "By the way, big brother, there's something wrong with the shipment that arrived at the border. If we don't deal with it, I'm afraid... there will be endless troubles."

Meng Jingyue's face changed.

He looked at Meng Jingchi deeply, his eyes filled with unfamiliar disappointment.

The boy deliberately ignored it.

It's not his fault.

It’s because his elder brother always monopolizes Shushu, so he doesn’t even have a chance to get close to her.

Since his elder brother wouldn't give him a way out, he had no choice but to resort to some tricks.

There was war in Guannan, and the arms transported to the pass undoubtedly became the last straw for the Guannan army. Once the arms arrived, the war might be quelled, and the Meng family could also make a lot of money from it.

But Meng Jingchi disrupted the situation.

When there was a problem with the arms, the Meng family was the first to get into trouble.

Not only are the forces in the Guannan area angry at the Meng family, but the Meng family's reputation has already been damaged by the last incident with Chen Feng. In addition, there are problems with the batch of arms sold to Guannan. I'm afraid the Meng family can only abandon the car to save the king, and their vitality is seriously damaged.

Meng Jingyue didn't expect Meng Jingchi to be so cruel.

He is different from Meng Jingchi.

The arrogant and rebellious young man tried every possible means to get a beautiful girl.

As the eldest son of the Meng family, Meng Jingyue learned the art of maintaining national security and the righteousness of his country and family since he was a child.

He carries on his shoulders the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of the entire Meng family for a hundred years.

There was no way he could just let it go.

Meng Jingchi was sure of this about Meng Jingyue, so he dared to indulge in provoking him without restraint.

Pan Shu saw the young man's face turn ugly in an instant, and his delicate features became slightly distorted because of anger. She blinked, and only heard Meng Jingyue hurriedly say "I have something else to do" and left.

She looked at the calm boy.

I thought to myself, tsk, the cruel one is still the little one.

"What happened to your brother?" Pan Shu asked symbolically.

Meng Jingchi sharpened his teeth and smiled softly and harmlessly, "Maybe something is holding him back, who knows."

He took two steps forward.

The young man finally stopped until he was only a palm's distance away from Panshu.

He stretched out his hand, as if to touch the girl's cheek affectionately.

Pan Shu was startled and was about to dodge, but Meng Jingchi's bony knuckles trembled slightly, and finally slowly fell on her temples, stroking them carefully. His movements were gentle yet creepy.

"elder sister."

The girl frowned, as if she felt his address was inappropriate, and corrected him, "You should call me sister-in-law."

"Is this important? Sister..."

Only then did Pan Shu have the opportunity to take a closer look at his facial features. In just one month, he seemed to have shed his youthfulness and immaturity, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes had a bit more maturity and unfathomable depth.

Meng Jingchi said quietly, "Big brother has been weak since he was young. I often saw him fall ill. When I was young, I was always jealous of why my parents always looked at big brother. They told me to give in to big brother and let him pick out the good things first. The rest was mine... It was simply because he was in poor health."

"Even when he got married," he twitched his lips uncomfortably, "it was because he was in poor health and needed you to bring him good luck."

"Meng Jingchi..." A look of panic appeared on the girl's face.

"Is it just because he's weak?" The young man stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Pan Shu's slender waist, which was so thin that it could be held in one hand. "Then why hasn't he died yet... Isn't it said that people are born to die early? Then why hasn't he died after all these years?"

"Meng Jingchi!"

The girl shouted to stop him, "Don't curse your brother like that!"

curse.

The boy curled his lips strangely.

He didn't just curse, he actually wanted Meng Jingyue to die.

Meng Jingchi lowered his eyes, his red eyes were wet, aggrieved and pitiful. He carefully grabbed Banshu's sleeve, his voice as soft as a mosquito, "I'm sorry, I was just too scared. I lost you... My eldest brother always blames me, and I kind of hate him. I'm sorry, I won't lose control like this next time."

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