My villain's style is wrong [Quickly wear]

Chapter 122 The Tyrant's Sister (22)

  Jane Meng is not sure whether her beauty tricks are useful or not.

Xie Ting seemed to like her more than before. The eyes that looked at her were deep and tender, and almost everything followed her. She had no doubt that she would not be rejected even if she let him kneel down.

It's just a bit bad.

Xie Ting has a good face, good figure, very beautiful abdominal muscles, smooth lines, especially those slender legs that are particularly sexy and charming, and they are also very energetic at times, even his depressed and low voice is also very seductive People, I feel like doing it once or twice, but...I can't hold him to pull her to do it day and night.

She faintly regretted that the man who drove the meat for the first time was really terrible.

Nevertheless, he never said once about giving up the throne.

Jian Meng even asked when he was in love, but it turned out that he was so hard that he even swayed the bedboard, and didn't say a word.

Jane Meng felt sorely suspicious of her life.

If he still doesn't agree, does she lose her money?

Jian Meng thought to herself, maybe it was someone he thought he had got her, she would definitely not leave, he could ask for it together.

Want to be beautiful.

She thinks she should hide from him for a while, and when he finds her anxious and thinking madly, maybe she will agree with her in a rush.

Fortunately, the opportunity to escape came very quickly.

That evening, while eating, Xiaoyu looked at Jian Meng anxiously, then looked at Xie Ting, and sighed.

Jian Meng: "What are you sighing?"

Xiaoyu hesitated and said: "I'm going to bed again later, I'm a little worried, I haven't slept well these days."

It seems to be in order to cooperate with his words, he still made Yan Yan'er looked on.

Jian Meng didn't think much for a while: "Are you afraid of the dark?"

Xiaoyu glanced at Xie Ting, and when he touched the other's faint gaze, he quickly turned his face back, patted his chest as if frightened.

"Sister Yun." He thought Xie Ting couldn't hear him in a low voice, "You sleep with me tonight. I'm worried that you are fighting again. I heard you crying loudly."

Xie Ting glanced calmly. The child glanced at: "You got it wrong."

Jian Meng was embarrassed: "..."

She also didn't expect the soundproofing effect of the house to be so bad, obviously she had tried not to make any noise.

Xiaoyu: "Really?"

Jian Meng: "...Yes."

Xiaoyu also let out a somewhat puzzled "Oh".

Because she was afraid of being heard by the child again, Jian Meng would not allow Xie Ting to touch her again. Xie Ting seemed a little helpless, so she had to say, "I will hug her and do nothing else."

He didn't coax her, so she was quiet. Holding her quietly, closing her eyes, it seems that she is brewing sleepiness.

Jian Meng couldn't help but move.

Xie Ting frowned slightly and closed his eyes.

Jian Meng glanced at him, then rolled over again, turning her back to him.

Xie Ting suddenly opened his eyes and sighed, "I'm going to fall asleep, what are you doing?"

Falling asleep?

Jian Meng couldn't help rolling her eyes, glanced under the quilt, and said: "Don't hold me so tight, I won't move, you... are against my leg."

Xie Ting's expression was a little unnatural, faint. Said: "You are not allowed to touch you."

Jian Meng: "..."

Xie Ting glanced at her silently, suddenly sighed, got up and put on his clothes.

Jian Meng: "Where are you going?"

Xie Ting downplayed: "Take a bath."

Jian Meng: "...?"

Xie Ting suddenly turned his face, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Would you like to be together?"

Jian Meng: "Go early and return early."

Jian Meng Wait and wait, I fell asleep accidentally, but when I woke up I found that Xie Ting...he hasn't come back yet!

Did he fall into the bathtub?

Jian Meng had to go take a look.

The night was very dark. When Jane opened the door, she was shaken by the breeze outside, and the village was so quiet that only her footsteps could be heard.

There is no special bath room in Zhang Auntie's house, so Xie Ting cleaned up the wood room as a temporary bath room.

From a distance, I saw candles still lit in the wood room.

Jian Meng just walked to the door, but suddenly heard the voices of two men inside. One was Xie Ting. She knew that the other voice was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Your Majesty, the evidence of treason has been collected. Tomorrow ministers will elect Wei Zhao to be in charge of government affairs. Do you want to do it tomorrow?"

Xie Ting sneered, "No, wait for the day when he sits on the throne, and then pull him down, he His expression must be very beautiful."

...It's really a tyrant's wicked taste.

Jian Meng had long guessed that Xie Ting could not really be as indifferent as the surface, but still did not expect that all this was in his strategizing, it seemed to him, whether it was the eldest grandson before or now. Wei Zhao, who is just a small character, is nothing more than an influential character.

She suddenly felt a little tangled. It's not wrong that he likes power and glory. He does have the ability to own these things. Can such a person really be an ordinary person without power?

When she was distracted, she did not notice the sound of footsteps in the house, so when the door of the wood house opened, she faced a handsome man with a plain robe and jade belt.

Wei, Wei Yang?

...... My brother and pseudo-brother actually got together?

Jian Meng's mind is confused, Wei Yang does not help his brothers who grew up, but instead stands on Xie Ting's side?

Wei Yang also seemed surprised to see her. He glanced at her with some complicated eyes. He called out "Princess", as if he was still in a hurry to do something, he hurriedly walked away from her.

Xie Ting came over and took her hand back to the room, seemingly not caring whether she heard anything.

"I will leave tomorrow. There is some chaos in Beijing, and I will come back to you when I finish processing."

Jian Meng lowered her head and let out a "um".

Seeing that she seemed to be depressed, Xie Ting hugged her on her lap, touched her hair, and soothed: "At most seven days, I will come back to pick you up."

He didn't seem to have to guess what he meant, it must be. Planning to take her back to the palace.

Jian Meng did not speak.

Xie Ting glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Junjun, do you really like life outside the palace?"

Jian Meng raised her head, and Qing Lingling's eyes showed some light, and

Xie Ting couldn't help it. Smiled: "I know, when I come back, I will tell you what my choice is, stay here obediently these days, you know?"

Jian Meng nodded.

Xie Ting put her down, covered her with a quilt, and said, "Close your eyes."

Jian Meng closed her eyes and opened them again, just staring at him.

Xie Ting looked at her and smiled: "Can't you sleep?"

Jian Meng blinked her eyes slowly, her voice was a little soft: "Brother kiss me."

Xie Ting was a little surprised, but still kissed indulgingly. Her lips: "Yes..."

After a pause, he was already hooked around his neck by the girl's soft arms, the astonishment in his eyes turned into a smile, and he leaned down to deepen the kiss.

"Okay." He caught her moving hand, a little helpless, "If you make trouble, don't go to sleep." The

girl wrapped her up again, pulled his clothes apart, and her lips fell on his shoulders.

Xie Ting only thought that she became harassing because he was leaving, so he leaned over and kissed her and said, "I will give it to you, don't stop."

Because of fear of being heard by the child again, the two of them They restrained and did not make a sound.

Early the next morning, Xie Ting left her with a bag of silver and left, and especially told her to wait for him to return. Jane Meng got up, put on her clothes, picked up the purse next to her pillow, and remembered the fight last night. She felt like a strange deal inexplicably.

She smiled, waiting for him to come back is impossible.

After breakfast, she packed up her baggage and sent Xiaoyu to his mother by the way.

Aunt Zhang gave her a bag of flatbreads to thank her, and asked: "Where is Master Xie?"

Jian Meng: "He is waiting for me in the town."

Aunt Zhang did not doubt, smiled and nodded, and sent her to the intersection.

Jian Meng went to town, bought men's clothing, dressed as a scholar, hired a carriage, and the coachman asked, "Where is the son?"

Jian Meng thought for a while, and said, "Beijing."

Seeing that she was not there, thank you. Ting would definitely think she had escaped, and for a while, she should not have thought that she was outside the palace.

It just so happens that the test in Beijing is about to begin. Candidates from all over the country are heading to the capital. Jane and Meng are not noticeable. Even if they look more beautiful, others will only think that the younger brothers of the big families are more delicate and precious. .

When he arrived in the capital, Jian Meng stayed in an inn that mainly hosted scholars. The scholars worked hard in the house day and night, so it was not so strange that Jian Meng rarely went out.

Maybe it was because the news from the people was too closed, or maybe the news was blocked intentionally by the above. After staying in the inn for seven or eight days, Jian Meng didn't get any news about Xie Ting.

She didn't even know if Xie Ting had already gone back to find her.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Xie Ting seemed to have disappeared from her life. Jian Meng felt that this calmness revealed a disturbing weirdness.

Xie Ting is so smart, how can it be that she hasn't been found for so long?

Jian Meng began to wonder if she was hiding too much, so she changed back to women's clothing, moved to the inn where they had eaten, and even ran around the palace.

But... it still doesn't work at all.

The reason could only be because Xie Ting didn't send anyone to look for her at all.

Jian Meng thought anxiously, this development was different from what she had expected. Is it because Xie Ting is angry and just doesn't want her?

Just when Jian Meng was thinking about what to do next, she found that she was beginning to...unlucky.

She just wandered around the street again, and when she returned, she was driven out by the innkeeper because all her money, clothes, and jewelry were missing.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the people on the street were gradually decreasing.

When Jian Meng was hesitating whether she could only go back to the palace, she suddenly moved in her heart, wouldn't Xie Ting just want to force her to go back?

He obviously likes her look very much, it is impossible to really not care about her whereabouts at all, maybe his people have been lurking around her all the time.

Jian Meng couldn't help but glanced behind her.

She didn't think that she could see people just by looking at it, so when she saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy standing behind her, she took a big step back in shock.

Obviously he was not a casual passerby, because he followed her very seriously, and when he saw her turning his head, he took another step forward.

The two looked at each other silently.

The boy's expression is very gentle, his facial features are exquisite, and there is a blood-red cinnabar mole on his forehead. He is a very beautiful and well-behaved boy.

He said: "Mother."

Jian Meng shivered in surprise: "You, you, you... call me?" The

young man gave a polite and said gently and honestly: "I'm Ah Xun."

Jian Meng glanced at him: "I don't Recognize you."

The teenager who claimed to be "Axun" stretched out a finger to his nose and said: "I am Axun, mother, don't recognize me."

Jian Meng looked at him with a serious expression. , And dressed so expensively, he doesn't look like a liar, so... is he stupid?

Jian Meng was silent for a moment, and asked: "Where is your home?"

Ah Xun's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Jian Meng's arm, and was so strong that she directly dragged her away for several steps.

"Go, where to go?"

Ah Xun turned his head and said naturally, "Of course I am going home, father is still waiting at home."

"...No way!" Jian Meng couldn't shake his hand, the child's strength It's quite big, she explained patiently, "I'm really not your mother, I'm just a few years older than you."

Axun looked at her, her eyelashes trembling, and she wanted to cry: "Mother, you don't go back, neither will I Go back."

Jian Meng couldn't get rid of him, so she thought about sending him to his door, and said, "Let's go."

Ah Xun laughed.

Jian Meng was taken to the gate of a house that looked like a wealthy family.

She patted A Xun's arm and motioned him to let go: "You can go home."

A Xun smiled again. The boy with a cinnabar mole smiled very beautifully, even showing some weird meaning: "Mother, If you recognize me, I can go back." He leaned in front of her, "Are you my mother?"

Jian Meng glanced at him, thinking how good a child is always stupid, she had no choice but to say: "Yes. Yes, you can go back now?"

"Okay." For some reason, Ah Xun smiled very happily. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, my surname is Xie, and my father's surname is Xie. "

Jianmeng thought to herself, of course you and your father have the same last name, what's the point?

Seeing the boy enter, she turned around to leave, but was suddenly stunned.

Last name Xie?

She had a strong intuition in her heart, and she turned her head abruptly, and she was taken aback.

"You..." I

don't know when Xie Ting actually stood beside her, her expression in the twilight was indistinct, but her eyes were staring at her and her back was a little chilly.

"I'm very angry right now, don't you plan to say something?"

Jian Meng didn't have any preparations. The reunion she envisioned was not like this at all. Now let alone Xie Ting will promise her any request, she feels that she... can live. It seems to be a blessing to come down?

Jian Meng cautiously yelled: "Brother..."

Xie Ting said coldly: "You said you didn't like the emperor, that's why I gave up the throne, but what about you, you just left like this? You? Don't you trust me that much?"

Jian Meng was startled: "Brother, you said you...gave up the throne?"

Xie Ting's lips pursed slightly: "I'm sick to do this!"

He didn't even look at it. She went straight to the house, and Jian Meng hurriedly followed.

"Brother, I was wrong." Jian Meng said softly, "Don't ignore me, I won't be like this in the future, okay?"

Xie Ting still ignored her, and after entering her room, she shut her off directly. At the door.

It's useless for Jane to shoot the door.

"Do you know why I call your mother?" The

boy's voice suddenly sounded.

Jian Meng turned his head, looked at his smiling eyes, and said: "You are not a fool." The

boy's smile froze, ignoring this sentence, and then said: "Because the one inside is my dad. Ah."

This time it was Jian Meng who froze: "...what?"

"Of course, not my father." A Xun smiled slyly, "Actually he should be my uncle, but he said if you agree If I were a son, he would pass on the throne to me."

Jian Meng: "..." In the

end, she learned the whole story from Ah Xun's mouth.

After Xie Ting returned to the capital that day, he killed Wei Zhao and the others on the charge of treason. Wei Yang had only one condition to help Xie Ting, and that was to save Wei Zhao's life. Therefore, Xie Ting did not execute Wei Zhao, only to kill Wei Zhao. He was exiled to the border.

That place happened to be Yao Hong's father's fief. Because Yao Hong took the initiative to surrender his father's military power, he was only fined and never allowed to enter Beijing.

Yao Hong's father is just a feudal vassal, and he does not have any military power, so it is not to be afraid. The few remaining vassal lords have followed suit and voluntarily handed over the military power, and all the rights have returned. In the hands of the emperor.

However, Xie Ting chose to abdicate at this time. He drafted the edict, just waiting for an opportunity to publish it.

It was not that he didn't send someone to find her, but he had arranged someone to protect her, so she could reach the capital without any danger. He had been waiting for her to look for him, and finally had no patience to wait any longer, so he sent someone to steal all her belongings.

After listening, Jian Meng was silent and her mood was a little complicated. She thought Xie Ting was just going back to regain the throne. No wonder he was so angry.

Ah Xun misunderstood that she was sighing for the emperor's abdication, and couldn't help saying: "I'm eleven years old this year and I can't be in power at all. After my uncle's abdication, he is nominally the Supreme Emperor. In fact, it's much better than being an emperor. I have everything to do. He and the minister helped him deal with it, but he still held the highest authority."

Jian Meng thought about it, as if... it is indeed the case.

A Xun smiled slyly again: "However, when I grow up, uncle will be old, and then it will be time for me to dominate."

Jian Meng: "...Dominate?"

A Xun I also felt that the wording seemed wrong, so I said: "Anyway, I mean I can be a good emperor."

Jian Meng: "..." Is

this kid a scumbag too?

That word clearly doesn't mean that.

Because Xie Ting still refused to pay attention to her, she had to sit by the door, without dinner, and after walking for a long time, she fell asleep in a daze.

Therefore, when Xie Ting opened the door, she fell in front of Xie Ting's heel.

Xie Ting didn't seem to expect that she was still here, her face changed, and she suddenly said coldly: "Get out."

Jian Meng fell into a daze, and only after hearing his voice did she wake up, she raised her head to look at Xie Ting. , Blinked, and pitifully said: "Brother, my hand hurts."

Xie Ting looked at her without speaking.

Jian Meng raised her right hand: "Look, it's broken."

After a moment of silence, Xie Ting pulled her up. Although the attitude was still cold, he still went to get the potion and wipe her.

Looking at his lowered eyebrows, although there was still a feeling of "angry", his movements were very gentle.

Jian Meng originally wanted to play pitiful to make him feel soft, but when he saw him like this, tears easily fell: "Brother, don't ignore me, I shouldn't believe you, I really know that I was wrong. "

As soon as Xie Ting looked up, he saw her eyes red from crying, and he frowned: "Don't cry."

Jian Meng felt even more uncomfortable when he roared, and her tears fell even more.

Xie Ting wanted to chill her for a few days and let her reflect on it. Seeing that she was crying hard, she felt distressed. She couldn't pretend anymore. He hugged her in his arms and said softly like a child: "Yun Yun, don't cry, I'm not good, I'm not violent at you, and I'm not blaming you anymore."

Jian Meng pulled his clothes and whispered with a nasal voice, "It's me."

"No, where are you ." It's all right." Xie Ting scraped the bridge of her nose, pressed her eyebrows, and said in a low and deep voice, "You cried so much that my heart is upset, really don't cry. We haven't seen each other for so long, and you still cry when we meet. It's so miserable, I feel like I have committed a crime."

He wiped her tears and kissed her eyes: "With such beautiful eyes, what should I do if I cry?"

Jian Mengwang At him: "Are you really not angry with me?"

Xie Ting: "Not angry."

Jian Meng seemed relieved, and smiled at him, with crystal drops in her eyes.

Xie Ting couldn't hold back a smile: "But, I was angry for so long before, you have to make up for me."

Jian Meng: "I think..."

"Don't think about anything now." Xie Ting hugged her to the bed. While walking, "Except for me."

"But..."

He blocked her lips, raised his hand and put down the bed net.

Jian Meng: "..."

But, she's really...so hungry.

Within a few days, Xie Ting officially abdicated and became the youngest imperial emperor in history. Similarly, she is also the youngest empress dowager. The wedding was held in the palace. Before getting married, Xie Ting sent her back to the Weifu.

After the marriage, the two of them did not have a fixed residence. Xie Ting took her around and occasionally went back to see the little emperor and relatives of the Weifu.

It was another spring, and Xie Ting went to Chuzhou with her.

The old lady in the Guogong Mansion was already very old. When she saw them, she sighed, but her eyes were happy. She pulled them and said something for a long time.

The third lady, Xu Rou, is already married. She is a scholar, and the two have a good time.

Xu Yue has not married yet, but he is no longer as frivolous and playful as he was when he was a teenager.

He saw Jian Meng with a weird expression, and pulled her in a low voice: "It said that you and your brother have nothing to do. Sure enough, I didn't think it was right at the beginning."

Before Jian Meng could say anything, she was pulled by Xie Ting. past.

Xu Yuezheng wanted to say that, he was given a cold glance by Xie Ting, and he had to shut his mouth. Even if this man was no longer an emperor, his aura was quite scary.

Back to the room, Jian Meng couldn't help but said: "My second cousin and I haven't seen each other for many years, but if you just say a few words, you will taste it?"

Xie Ting: "Speaking so close?"

Jian Meng "Where is it very close?"

Xie Ting's eyes faintly said: "I'm not happy anyway."

Jian Meng coldly snorted, "You can't be so domineering! I'm not asking Hong Xing to go out of the wall!"

Xie Ting's tone is dangerous: "You Still want to go out of the wall?"

Jian Meng: "I didn't say that."

Xie Ting pressed her on the table, leaned close to her, eyes burning: "You didn't have that chance. Your whole person is mine, and so is your heart, even a piece of hair. Si'er is mine too."

Jian Meng rolled her eyes: "You are right, so can you let me go?"

Xie Ting stared at her eyes, confidently: "Don't let go, since you are mine , Then I will now-eat you."

Jian Meng: "..."

Well, you won.