Chapter 240: Dreaming of Fleeting Years, Cherishing in the Mirror
Su Zhenzhen waited for a while and found that the memories in her mind had not disappeared. Even the ten storage compartments in her sea of consciousness were still there, but they were all gray and looked like they could not be opened.
"Why haven't I forgotten anything? Is your Meng Po soup no good?"
Meng Xi's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she said incredulously, "What did you say? Meng Po soup? At most, they call me Meng Niang. Although my lifespan is no less than that of the Ten Directions Gods, I don't look that old."
Su Zhenzhen didn't know how to respond for a moment. "Meng Po soup, Meng Po soup, that's what they say in myths and legends."
Who would have thought that the person making the soup wasn't an old woman, but a young and stunningly beautiful woman?
Furthermore, the soup is made by scooping water directly from the River of Oblivion.
But that makes sense. The soup that the beauty is brewing now is probably not called Meng Po Soup yet, and no one has even thought of giving it a name.
After thinking for a moment, Su Zhenzhen asked, "What's the name of this soup?"
"It has no name. Everyone who comes here just obediently drinks the soup. No one has ever asked what the soup is. But since you actually called it Meng Po Soup, let's call it Meng Po Soup from now on. Anyway, according to the mortal world, my surname is Meng."
The beauty's nonchalant words revealed her carefree spirit, which complemented her bright and elegant features perfectly.
Su Zhenzhen continued, "You still haven't told me why I didn't forget after drinking the soup?"
Meng Xi tilted her head, revealing a rare hint of coquettishness.
"Let me tell you a story..."
Regardless of whether Su Zhenzhen wanted to listen or not, Meng Xi continued speaking on his own.
"Once upon a time, there was a young lady from a wealthy family who was pampered and spoiled from a young age. Unfortunately, her parents died early, and although her family had many servants, they could only rely on one servant to survive in the world."
This monk was an extraordinary figure in his youth, but unfortunately, he suffered a major misfortune and was on the verge of death when he was saved by the father of this young lady.
Therefore, the temple treated Miss Jiao like his own daughter and chose a suitable marriage for her.
The marriage is perfect in every way, except that the couple is more than ten years apart in age, and the fiancé is barely old enough to be the daughter's father.
The servant had a bad temper and wouldn't allow the young lady to have any concubines before entering the household. But the fiancé was also a formidable figure, and he wasn't about to put up with this nonsense. On the surface, he readily agreed because of the servant's fists, but behind the scenes, he was thinking about how to cancel the marriage.
The fiancé wanted to find a woman with whom he shared a deep affection to spend his life, but everyone knew that he was the property of a pampered young lady. The woman was afraid that if she looked at him even once, she would be attacked by the vengeful spirit.
Just then, a reckless and arrogant female knight-errant barged in.
The female knight-errant was so focused on martial arts that she knew nothing of human emotions.
That day, the young lady hosted a banquet at her mansion, displaying her family's martial arts skills for heroes from all over the world to see. The chivalrous woman came for the martial arts, but unexpectedly encountered the young lady's fiancé.
The chivalrous woman lived a secluded life, devoting herself entirely to martial arts, and was unaware of her fiancé's identity...
"Wait!" Su Zhenzhen interrupted loudly.
Aren't these kinds of sordid situations involving two women vying for one man just going to have a few limited causes and outcomes? There's really nothing pleasant about them.
"Just tell me the ending. Did the heroine die? Did the pampered young lady die? Did her fiancé die?"
Love triangles like this always end in bloodshed.
Meng Xi was momentarily lost in thought, and in her daze, she seemed to see the little girl who had not yet reached marriageable age calling her.
"Sister Mengxi, you're here! I've invited Brother Yi out. You two should go enjoy your time together under the flowers and moon."
The girl playfully stuck out her tongue. "I'll keep an eye on Aunt Yaoshen and make sure she doesn't bother you."
Meng Xi never hated Sheng Fan Yanli; she only hated Yao Shen, who considered herself the master of heaven and earth.
"Miss Jiao and her fiancé are both dead."
"So... you're that chivalrous woman?" Su Zhenzhen asked with certainty. "Didn't you survive in the end? The scumbag and the bitch are both dead, so what's there to be sad about?"
Meng Xi snapped out of her daze, her tone slightly agitated, "They're not scumbags or bitches."
Su Zhenzhen was speechless. "If they aren't, then who are you? Don't ask me why I think you're that chivalrous woman; it's always the characters in the story who tell it. You didn't know your fiancé's true identity, but you can't stay ignorant forever, can you? Why couldn't you back out in time? Was it because of love? Or because you couldn't bear to part with him? Or was it simply because you wanted to provoke the young lady's family?"
As for that fiancé, since he was able to get engaged to Miss Jiao, his family status must be quite high. If he really likes you, why can't he break off the engagement for you? Or is it that the benefits Miss Jiao's family can provide him far outweigh the emotional value you bring him?
So, on the other hand, if they aren't a scumbag and a slut, then are you the third party who interfered? In a relationship involving three people, someone must have done something wrong.
Meng Xi's face instantly drained of all color, and he swayed precariously.
Su Zhenzhen was afraid that she would fall into the river. Her boat could only carry dead people. Should she save her or not?
Meng Xi remained silent.
Su Zhenzhen felt the atmosphere was a bit heavy. This Netherworld was already gloomy, and it would be even more desolate if no one spoke. So she wanted to find something to talk about to break the tension.
"Sister, what do you like about that guy? Do you know how incredibly beautiful you are? With your looks, you could have any man in the world! Why would we like a jerk like that?"
Meng Xi looked over as Su Zhenzhen spoke, "Have you ever liked anyone?"
Love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment.
Su Zhenzhen: "..."
There's something outrageous I'm not sure if I should say.
“You’re right. The relationship between the three of them must be because someone did something wrong. The little princess didn’t do anything wrong, and I didn’t do anything wrong either. It was Lord Yidi who did wrong.” Meng Xi muttered to himself, “No wonder Lord Yidi, Immortal Lord Mengli, and Emperor Fuyang were collectively known as the Three Lords of Heaven and Earth. I used to think they were just outstanding young people, but now it seems that this is probably not a nickname. After all, all three of them have betrayed the true feelings of women.”
Meng Xi's eyes cleared. "If it was her fiancé who was in the wrong, then why is everyone condemning the heroine for being immoral after the incident? And why did the deity only kill the heroine?"
Su Zhenzhen didn't know what to say. Even at this point, she still had to resort to the story. But so be it, why not just follow her story?
"Because this world has always been unfair to women, people are used to bullying the weak. You may think that the heroine is already very strong, but there are people who are far stronger than her. Since the master treats Miss Jiao as his own daughter, the fiancé he chooses for her must be the best available. So the master will only take his anger out on the heroine, who is an outsider. If he kills the fiancé, he may not be able to find someone as good as her again."
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