Chapter 138: Vanity Dream
Meng Yuan looked at him as if he were a god.
"On the Beidi Tomb Mountain, there grows a magical herb that is black in color and has slender leaves. It is called Vanity Dream and has the power to bring the dead back to life. It is said that the flowers of this herb can regenerate the soul."
The two have always been in a hostile relationship. He knew Meng Yuan, who had always regarded him as a thorn in his side. He must have some ulterior motive when he said these things to him.
The military power of King Jin is in his hands. As long as he is there, Meng Yuan cannot ascend to the throne.
"I happen to have a Fuhuameng in my hand, but I wonder if the prince is willing to exchange it for military power." Meng Yuan stood in front of him, looking down at him.
Once the military power is lost, the country will be gone, and years of planning will be destroyed in an instant.
"You know the result." He curled his lips. Meng Yuan knew that he would change.
"Well, I am more careful than the prince. I noticed that the prince had feelings for the princess when he became increasingly dissatisfied with Meng Ze. The prince himself may not have realized that this dissatisfaction started when he got married."
Meng Yuan said: "The prince is jealous of Meng Ze and resents Meng Ze, so he just stood by and watched me plot against him and stopped him from having sex. In fact, this is not a wise move for the prince. I'm afraid everyone will suspect that the prince wants to cut off Meng Ze's offspring, so he did this. Even if he becomes the regent in the future, I'm afraid he won't be safe."
It was indeed he who deliberately fanned the flames of the Meng Ze incident.
His slander against Ning Fu was a thorn in his heart, so he wanted to make Meng Ze live a life worse than death.
"The dream of vanity is in the mountain of mourning for the grave," he asked calmly.
"Even if the prince waits year after year, he may not be able to find a glorious dream." Meng Yuan said.
"I will give you the military power, but I still need a dream of glory. I want to see her again." His eyes were red, but his tone was cold.
"Even just one glance"
"Even if it's just one glance, I'll admit it."
Meng Yuan looked at him for a moment, and said seriously: "Even if the prince is no longer the prince, he may not be able to become her husband again. Even if the prince can only let everything he sees happen, and cannot take the initiative to tell everything..."
"If I could still see her, I just hope she would be fine. Even if she...married someone else, I would be happy for her." He said, "I just hope Afu could live a stable life and live a long life."
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Lu Xingzhi withdrew his thoughts. Now Nymph was in his arms.
He couldn't help but hug her even tighter.
The process of rebirth was extremely painful, but his heart seemed to be alive again, so he endured his weak body and returned to Beijing.
Just to see with my own eyes that she was safe and sound when she fell into the water.
Ning Fu was rescued from Huzhou by Zong Si. While unconscious, she called Zong Si "Lord".
The sound was as thin as a mosquito's foot, but it almost made him cry.
He knew that she was calling him, not the young Zong Si in front of her.
But he is no longer Zong Si.
From now on, he must be a good Lu Xingzhi.
Zong Si became a little wary of Ning Fu's word "my dear" so he handed Ning Fu to him and left.
He watched his back coldly, knowing that he would regret it in the future.
Later, Nymph opened her eyes again, seeming to be in pain. She pulled his sleeve, felt a sense of familiarity from him, and called out "My dear" again.
There has never been a time when Lu Xingzhi felt that this life was worthwhile more than at that moment.
How could I not like her?
It wasn't like what she said, he didn't think she was beautiful.
In fact, every time they had sex, it was because he couldn't resist the temptation. It was not for the purpose of having a child, he just liked to be close to her.
However, he was a cold-hearted, selfish madman who realized it too late.
He found countless wood carvings for her, and that was also a way of remembering the time when she carved herself stroke by stroke in her previous life.
How could he forget that she liked wood carving.
Thinking of this, Lu Xingzhi couldn't help but kiss the top of her head, gently and tenderly.
But Nymph dodged.
"Mr. Lu, you shouldn't treat me like this." She said with a frown.
"I was rude to the Fourth Miss." He said in a hoarse voice, then let go.
In fact, he is not even as good as Zong Si in this life.
Ning Fu treated him well, but she just treated her as Lu Xingzhi. If one day she knew who was under this skin, she would probably stay away from him.
She just didn't want to get close to Zong Si in this life.
What she really hated was herself.
Seeing his eyes slightly red, Ning Fu paused in her heart and talked to him about business: "It seems that Mr. Lu was very close to the prince in his previous life, and he even knew this."
"Yes." Lu Xingzhi paused and said, "The fourth lady saved the prince, and the prince must have brought the fourth lady here, so when I arrived in Dazhou, I was ready."
"Where should we go now?" Nymph actually wanted to go back to see her mother.
"Take the fourth young lady to Huaishuo." Lu Xingzhi said in tacit understanding.
Ning Fu thought for a moment and then said, "If my mother asks, please tell her that I was held hostage here."
This will make Madam Ning feel distressed and scold her less.
Lu Xingzhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fourth Miss."
Ning Fu began to ponder again. After a while, the fact that Emperor Jingwen was seriously ill could no longer be concealed.
I don’t know what kind of game is behind this.
And why was Emperor Jingwen willing to compromise?
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