Chapter 1080

Meng Heng stays to collect Meng Zhan's body. Jiang Pengji takes people away and leaves the space for Meng Heng.

Everyone left, except Nie Xun.

Meng Heng got numb on his knees and returned to his mind for a long time. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Nie Xun who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Chengyun, your arm is still hurt. It's not suitable to stay in the damp and cold Dungeon -"

He flattened Meng Zhan's cold body on the ground, broke off his hands holding the sword, and loosened his curled fingers one by one.

Nie Xun then regained his consciousness, and there was a movement of wild animals in his throat, as if he was enduring a strong emotion.

"Wow -"

Nie Xun held the wall with his intact right hand and retched miserably.

Meng Heng raised his hand and closed Meng Zhan's round eyes. He didn't seem to notice Nie Xun's abnormal reaction.

"What origin do you have with Meng?"

Nie Xun wiped off the residual stains on the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and gasped, "Xun was born in the Nie family of bianzhou in the imperial edict. What origin can he have with Meng?"

"The Lord of the Meng family killed himself. Chengyun also hurt him by mistake to protect Heng. All these crimes are not yours." Meng Heng gave a hand and seemed relieved, "thanks to Chengyun's help today - otherwise, the people lying on the ground at this moment are afraid to be Heng."

Nie Xun looked at Meng Heng's back with complex eyes. He had a straight spine and curled up slightly at this time.

It's sad to be alone.

"Xun thought Liuzhou Mu was a man of the utmost emotion and nature. After this, he knew he was wrong. He was very wrong." When Nie Xun left the dungeon, he was not surprised to see Jiang Pengji. He came forward and said, "isn't Liuzhou Mu afraid of alienating with scholars for a long time?"

"This is the best situation. Cousin Heng is a smart man. He knows how to choose the best." Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Meng Zhan's life can't be saved. Wouldn't it be beautiful if his death could exchange for the survival of other members of the Meng family?"

According to common sense, Meng Heng has no resentment, and will more or less produce resentment and centrifugal with her.

What is the cost of doing so?

Meng has no shelter!

Meng Heng is broad and gentle, but that doesn't mean he is a perceptual person.

On the contrary, he is calm and rational.

"Meng Zhan is the biological father of cousin Heng, but the father son relationship between them has long been worn out by Meng Zhan." Jiang Pengji calmly looked at Nie Xun and said with a smile, "the people's heart is very complex, but it's also very simple. If cousin Heng wants to blame me, I have nothing to say."

After hearing this, Nie Xun rolled his throat a few times and looked at Jiang Pengji with a bit of horror.

"You -- have you guessed my identity?"

Nie Xun was almost sure that Jiang Pengji knew the truth.

"I'm afraid you don't know. Your face is very similar to Aunt Shu. Many years ago, aunt Shu told me that her young son who died young was born with a cinnabar mole in the center of her eyebrows." Jiang Pengji smiled. "When I first met you, I just thought this face looked familiar. Later, I learned from BOGAO that you came to Dongqing to look for relatives. However, I'm not sure. I'm not sure until cousin Heng fled Cangzhou and you took extra care of him. Why, you have a crush on Meng Zhan?"

Nie Xun clenched his teeth and said, "how is this possible?"

Meng Zhan didn't raise him, but also ruthlessly let the common son take his identity and bury him in the cold ground——

If he had a little bad luck, his life would be long gone.

Meng Zhan is nothing but a blood related stranger to him.

Jiang Pengji sneered, "in that case, isn't it more unreasonable for you to hate me?"

Nie Xun choked and couldn't speak.

After a long time, Nie Xun looked at his hands. The blood on them had dried up.

"When the son of a designer kills his father, Liuzhou Mu is not afraid of revenge?"

Jiang Pengji said, "you and I stand in opposition. There are many enemies in the sea. You are more than one, and you are less than one. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If one day I become your prisoner, you can take my life like this -"

After that, Jiang Pengji crossed Nie Xun and left here without looking back.

Not far away, she saw a familiar figure standing at the end of the long street, and a little warmth rose from the bottom of her heart.

She doesn't need others to understand her, but if someone is willing to communicate with her, it's also a surprise.

In a special period, Meng Zhan was a prisoner, so his funeral should be simplified.

But when Meng Zhan's coffin was buried in the earth, Meng Heng lost a big circle, and his clothes that fit him seemed empty.

In order to avoid suspicion, none of the Meng clan came to the funeral, which made the funeral team seem sparse and particularly desolate.

If Wei Ci, Feng Zhen and others had not attended the funeral in the face of Meng Heng, they would have been even more depressed.

Although Jiang Pengji did not attend, without her secret support, Meng Zhan's mourning hall would have been smashed clean by the people of Meng county.

"I really don't know what good Meng Zhan did in his last life. He did all the bad things in his life. After his death, his good son threw a basin for him to die."

Meng Hun got revenge, but the depression in his heart was not so easy to untie.

If his wife and daughter had never had an accident, now he should embrace his grandson and be a happy and peaceful yuejiaweng.

Feng Zhen smiled and filled Meng Hun's wine bottle. "Why don't you continue another room, Captain Meng? The Revenge of your sister-in-law's wife and niece has been avenged, and you should see it. The dead are gone, and the living are like this. If you live well, they can be at ease."

Meng Hun shook his head. He didn't want to continue.

In this life, I just want to be loyal to the Lord and repay the kindness of saving lives.

Feng Zhenxing seemed to inadvertently say, "Meng Zhan is dead. The gratitude and resentment of that year finally came to an end."

Meng Hun snorted and banged down the wine bottle.

"Zi Shi doesn't have to beat around the bush. Hun is a rude man. Just say what you have to say."

Feng Zhen was not embarrassed, but smiled. "Now that Meng Xiaowei has spoken, he can tell the truth. Meng Zhan's misfortune is not as bad as his children. The Lord is afraid that he will take it lightly when dealing with Meng's collateral branch. Let me know this first so that you won't feel uncomfortable. In addition, he has been the Lord's cousin for a long time. He doesn't lack talent and will be reused in the future. Meng Xiaowei and he -"

It's taboo to disagree between civil and military affairs.

Meng Hun was silent and asked, "what does the Lord mean?"

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "it's not the Lord. I really guess."

Meng Hun gulped down the wine from the wine bottle and hummed, "Meng Shijiu has gone to the Lord for a while. Look, I'm sorry for him?"

Feng Zhen flattered, "Captain Meng is broad-minded. He really wants more and punishes himself."

Meng Hun raised his hand to stop his movement and angrily said, "there is only one jar of good wine. How much do you want to drink?"

At the end of the funeral, Meng Heng immediately changed his mourning clothes, put on a plain clothes of light color, and tied a plain white belt around his waist.

That night he went to find Jiang Pengji.

"I thought cousin Heng would come to me earlier -"

Jiang Pengji was not surprised by Meng Heng's visit.