Chapter 14 The fool who died because of his own wishful thinking deserved an even greater punishment. ...
Contrary to his hand gestures, Meng Shutai's face was as cold as ice, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, and lacking any of his former tenderness.
Le Jin gasped for breath in pain, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pry Meng Shutai's hand off.
"Because I am the young master of the Meng family in Luoyang?"
Something's not right.
He must have been terrified and kept talking nonsense.
These damned bandits! Why bother killing and scaring people at the same time? They have no manners whatsoever.
Le Jin stopped paying attention to Meng Shutai's nonsense and focused on measuring the grassy hole.
Meng Shutai's leg is broken. Would it be too difficult for him to crawl out on his knees? And if he kneels, will he be able to stand up again? ...
etc.
Le Jin slowly turned her head, her gaze falling on Meng Shutai's legs, which were standing properly.
Her heart skipped a beat. "You're not..."
A figure flashed before her eyes, and something tore open her collar and stabbed straight at her heart.
Le Jin took the full force of the blow and couldn't stand up. She stumbled back several steps and crashed into a pile of grass behind her.
Why did Meng Langjun suddenly bump into her?
Looking down, she saw a dagger plunged straight into her heart.
It was the ivory dagger she had given him, and he didn't know when it had been sharpened.
He always carried it with him.
Her vision flickered, the world spun, and a piercing pain shot through her. The warmth in her limbs vanished instantly. The bright sun was still hanging outside, but Le Jin could no longer feel it.
"My lord, why..."
Meng Shutai gripped the ivory dagger with both hands, slowly pulled out the blade, and released Le Jin's heart's blood bit by bit.
There was no reply, only the warm blood sliding down to his fingertips.
Meng Shutai stared intently, a strange and delightful surprise bursting forth from his eyes, breathtakingly beautiful, like the dazzling lotus lanterns that filled the corridor that day.
At this point, the cold, porcelain-like sheen on his body finally shattered and peeled away.
Le Jin could hear his breath.
The painful breath she exhaled cleared away the clouds that had previously obscured his features, and for the first time, Le Jin saw clearly—Meng Shutai's eyebrows and eyes were distinct, sharp, and deep, rich and beautiful, like a stunning peony blooming in the bright spring.
Luxurious and languid, it ignites amidst worldly desires.
It was not a serene and aloof Bodhisattva, but rather a twisted and churning mass of flesh and blood.
And this beautiful, fleshy body looked down on her with contempt.
"idiot."
When his gaze met Le Jin's dazed and blank eyes, Meng Shutai suddenly felt extremely annoyed. He pulled out his ivory dagger and watched helplessly as Le Jin cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
"My lord, I've come to save you..."
It was as if a goldfish bowl had been accidentally smashed, and amidst the shards of glass, a goldfish pitifully opened its gills and mouth repeatedly.
Meng Shutai scanned her. Le Jin's fearful and panicked eyes and her broken, painful words seemed like mere splashes of water on his shoes, not worth his attention.
"A fool who is delusional deserves to be punished even more severely."
He took a light sniff of the double stench of blood in the air, glanced at Jiang Xian with a compassionate look, and remained silent for a moment:
"I never advised Jiang Xian to let Jiang Yingyun go."
That day, he made a grand visit to the Jiang residence to advise the Jiang family to keep a close watch on their daughter and not to embarrass themselves.
Le Jin's trembling pupils froze for a moment.
Never?!
When Jiang Yingyun entered the nunnery and encountered bandits, Jiang Xian repeatedly harassed her...
Meng Shutai tilted his head slightly, puzzled: "What does Yuan Jingming's matter have to do with me?"
He stared blankly at one spot, pondering quite seriously, but ultimately still couldn't figure it out.
Why do people consider someone who does good deeds and speaks kind words to be a "good person"?
How can you see into someone's heart by looking at them outwardly? A bunch of naive fools.
Meng Shutai hugged his knees and talked to Le Jin in a rambling manner, as if he were talking to himself.
"However, I'm curious to see how far you can go for them."
At Yuyang Nunnery, the young eunuch said that as long as Yuan Jingming and Jiang Yingyun could be happy, he would have achieved his wish; he even helped the two of them several times, offering advice and asking for help, all for their happiness.
Are there really such pure and kind people in the world?
He didn't believe it.
But after several encounters, he discovered that Jiu'an actually possessed a unique "soul" that no one else had.
It's hot, soft, and innocent.
It annoyed him.
Meng Shutai pulled out the dagger completely, leaving Le Jin with a lonely, bloody hole.
Even the warmest person will eventually lose all their blood.
"boring."
Le Jin clutched her chest, but couldn't stop the bleeding at all. She felt herself getting weaker and weaker.
Can someone tell her what's going on?! Is this still "Moonlight and Frost"?
The "white moonlight" second male lead actually committed murder?! Wasn't he supposed to be sickly and weak? Wasn't he supposed to be gentle, kind, and approachable?
Amidst a series of perplexing questions, Le Jin's life was slipping away, but she couldn't die; she didn't want to die.
"Jiu'an" is her only life left.
Le Jin's fingertips trembled as she desperately tried to pull at Meng Shutai's robes, pleading, "Please, save me..."
Meng Shutai stared at her sweaty fingers and suddenly smiled.
"By the way, the answer to that poem is 'mask'."
He turned his head and smiled at Le Jin, his tone gentle: "If you still can't guess even after being given a hint, you deserve to die."
Hint...what hint?
Fragments of her past life flashed before her eyes.
Her parents coldly scolded her; her older sister took her to try on shoes; San Niu followed her to climb trees and watch birds; the restaurant owner bullied her because she was young, withheld her wages and fired her; Meng Shutai on a rainy day, Jiang Yingyun under a tree, Yuan Jingming crying and wailing in pain while hugging her after being spanked by his father...
And there were still palace lanterns floating in the night. Under the lanterns, she couldn't guess the riddle. Suddenly, Meng Shutai called out, "Li Nu..."
Was it an "accident"? No.
Meng Shutai's mask was only a step away from her at that time.
If she were to delve a little deeper into Meng Shutai's darker side, it wouldn't be difficult to remove his mask of kindness and gentleness... The younger brother was actually blinded by the older brother.
Le Jin gasped, feeling as if she had fallen into an endless deep sea, a wave of powerlessness crashing over her and engulfing her beneath the surface.
Asking him for help is useless; he is not a bodhisattva but a demon.
My breathing gradually weakened, but the psychological pain was a hundred times greater than the physical pain.
Her mission failed the moment she approached Meng Shutai.
What about San Niu? Without money, she can't go to school and can't leave that house.
What will happen to Jiang Yingyun and Yuan Jingming? Is the tragic ending really unchangeable? But Jiang Yingyun and she get along so well, and she hasn't had enough of the dishes Yuan Jingming had specially prepared for her in the kitchen...
After she closed her eyes this time, was she still alive?
Everything she loved and cared about slipped away like sand through her fingers.
From beginning to end, Le Jin was just a nameless speck of dust that fell to the ground and was trampled upon.
Flying freely in the sunlight was just an illusion created for her by Meng Shutai.
Le Jin's eyes were filled with tears, filled with hatred for him, and she refused to close them.
Meng Shutai felt annoyed by her gaze.
The blood-stained blade struck Le Jin's chest twice more, the last thrust going so deep that the ivory hilt pressed against Le Jin's flesh and bone.
She cried out in pain, her voice like a broken string on an erhu, creaking and groaning for a few moments before she breathed her last.
Killing a person is more difficult than killing a cat.
Meng Shutai struggled to pull out the ivory dagger, instinctively wanting to throw it on the ground, but he couldn't let go.
The dagger was truly beautiful; it was both a birthday gift and a memento of the murder he had committed, and he was still somewhat reluctant to part with it.
Meng Shutai pressed it against Le Jin's body to wipe away the blood, then stood up and walked out without looking back.
The bandit leader was too frightened to move forward when he saw the bloodstains on him.
"Young Master Meng... what is this?"
Meng Shutai kept his eyes straight ahead and walked down the steps in front of the mountain stronghold gate with his head held high.
"The government officials are down the mountain. If you want to die, just keep standing there."
Upon hearing this, the bandit leader immediately put down his broadsword, knelt down, and bowed to him, prompting everyone to kowtow to Meng Shutai.
"Thank you so much, Young Master Meng, for your kindness!"
"Thank you for your guidance, Young Master Meng!"
...
If it weren't for Lord Meng sending someone from the Jiang family to find them and get them to cooperate in setting a trap for these people, they wouldn't have dared to kidnap anyone from the Meng family, even if they had a hundred lives.
Now that Lord Meng disregards their status and evil deeds, the bandits of the entire mountain sincerely regard him as a god who forgives sins.
The sides were lined with people kneeling and kowtowing, but Meng Shutai was tired and had no energy to give these pigs and dogs another glance. He went down the long and desolate mountain steps on his own.
The moon-blue gauze robe moved slowly, like a blue-green ghost in a graveyard, having devoured the eunuch's essence, and drifted away.
A note from the author:
----------------------
Rest assured, this book is a giant boomerang, guaranteeing that evildoers will get their just desserts!
The next chapter is from Meng Shutai's perspective, which should clear things up for everyone.
On a side note: I received the first landmine of my life! Wow! [cheering emojis] Thank you so much to that lucky person~ Mwah!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
