He didn't expect Gu Zhen to treasure the bastard so much. It made Meng Zhan feel like he was slapped in the face.
After that, Meng Heng took the title of the eldest son and took the position of the Meng's.
Bastard? Did he deserve it?
"Sigh … It's a pity for me too …"
Meng Zhan's eyebrows twitched.
He wanted to hear what kind of tricks this person in front of him had.
"Do you really think Cousin Heng isn't your son? My aunt doesn't have a second man except for you. Whether it was before or after marriage, or after divorce, she never betrayed you. Even when she married my father, the two of them maintained their original relationship. "Jiang Pengji smiled." Moreover, do you know who wrote the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women? If you knew who she was, you would skin her alive and drink her blood. Why would it be a pity? "
Meng Zhan didn't believe her. He sneered.
"You should ask Gu Zhen if she has the guts to accept it!"
Meng Zhan believed his eyes. Gu Zhen was the only woman he loved and hated.
She betrayed him again and again. Did she really think he was afraid of the Gu's and the Liu's?
"Of course she has the guts to accept it. I'm just afraid you don't have the courage to admit your mistake …"
Meng Zhan was a confident and stubborn person. He had a typical trait: he wouldn't shed a tear in front of a coffin. He wouldn't turn back even if he broke the wall. He wouldn't believe that he was wrong. He would only believe in the information he deduced.
If she killed Meng Zhan without doing anything, he would still die for her because in his heart, he wasn't wrong.
If so, Jiang Pengji would shatter his confidence with solid evidence!
She would show him who was wrong!
Meng Zhan was so angry that he laughed. His face looked twisted and weird. He said in a cold tone, "Ignorant boy. Your dirty tricks aren't even as good as your father. Kill me if you want. Cut me if you want. If I take a step back, let me be struck by lightning … "
For the literati of this era, there were always things above their lives.
Meng Zhan wasn't afraid of death.
Jiang Pengji looked at Meng Zhan's face seriously and said, "I can take any loss, but I can't take any loss."
"Can't afford to lose?" She said. Meng Zhan's wrinkled face flashed with a trace of mockery. "You still can't afford to lose!"
Other than being stubborn, he didn't seem to have anything else to rely on. Meng Zhan wasn't afraid at all.
Meng Zhan originally wanted to reorganize the troops in Cangzhou and fight the last battle. He couldn't let Jiang Pengji take Cangzhou so easily.
After some consideration, he gave up on this plan and gave Cangzhou to Huang Song. At the same time, he promised benefits to the Nie family of Zhongzhao and the Yi family of Beiyuan. He wanted to use the two families to restrain Jiang Pengji and make her worry. She would not be able to go all out and settle scores with Huang Song.
No arrogant person would be able to tolerate such a humiliating trick and scheme.
But she had no choice but to bear this loss, unless she disregarded the bigger picture and courted death on a whim!
No matter how strong she was, she wouldn't be able to survive a large-scale war.
He had not recovered from the battle at the Northern Borderline.
How could she withstand the combined pressure of the Nie Clan and the Yi Clan?
Meng Zhan was fearless because he knew all this.
Jiang Pengji crooked her finger at Meng Zhan. Her tone suddenly turned cold. "I have something to say to you. Meng Zhan, you old man, remember this even when you are in front of the King of Hell! Anyone who makes me suffer, I will make him suffer ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times! "
Jiang Pengji had experienced all kinds of situations in her two lives.
From a lowly and insignificant genetic warrior to a commander with military power. Did he really think she got there with her fists?
Meng Zhan was not bad. He made her suffer without saying a word.
But —
Did Meng Zhan think about her revenge before he did it?
Meng Zhan didn't feel angry when he heard her bold words. Instead, he laughed his head off.
He hadn't been this happy since Meng Liang died.
"I'll be waiting …"
Jiang Pengji curled her lips and turned to Meng Hun, who was trying hard to control himself. "Captain Meng, you can leave. Call Shijiu and Chengyun here."
Meng Hun hesitated, but he couldn't disobey Jiang Pengji's order.
"Yes!"
Meng Zhan was stunned when he heard the name "Shijiu". It took him a while to realize it was his eldest son, Meng Heng.
When Meng Hun walked out of the cell, Jiang Pengji said meaningfully, "Meng Zhan, open your eyes and see what you've done all these years!"
Meng Zhan didn't care, but he soon lost his composure. He opened his eyes wide in shock, which reflected his feelings at the moment.
"What sorcery is this?"
The dark cell was suddenly lit up. Meng Zhan subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. It took him a while to get used to the sudden light.
When he put down his sleeves, the environment around him suddenly changed.
He ran from the dark cell to the main hall of the luxurious mansion. Looking at the decorations around him, he realized many of the furnishings were for the royal family.
While he was confused, he saw a man in luxurious clothes flirting with two maids. He was about to put his hand on one of the maids' breasts.
At that moment, a cold snort came from nowhere.
"Humph! You're still messing around here? "
Meng Zhan was frightened to see a red figure suddenly appear in the place where there was no one. This person was extremely beautiful. Her face was covered with gorgeous makeup, which made her look very flirtatious. This person's appearance could be called "Peerless Seductress"!
The man who was standing before saluted in fear. "Mother."
Mother?
Meng Zhan's expression didn't change. He calmly analyzed the identity of the two.
As the man and the woman talked, Meng Zhan realized their identity with cold sweat.
One was Wuma Jun, the fourth prince of Dongqing, and the other was Wang Gui Fei, who had died eight hundred years ago!
Just when he was panicking, he heard a voice that made him clench his teeth in disgust and hatred.
"Yo, yo, yo — you really have nine lives. Last time I broke your neck, but it didn't kill you. Now you're alive again."
The cynical voice came from outside the door. Meng Zhan followed the voice and found that Liu Xi couldn't see him.
No —
She wasn't Liu Xi.
Meng Zhan quickly found that the Liu Xi he saw was more immature than the one he saw before.
Vaguely, he had a guess —
Everything in front of him was fake. It was most likely someone's memory!
As for who that person was, Meng Zhan had already guessed it.
He ate vegetarian and prayed to the Buddha, but he didn't believe in such things. Instead, he scoffed at it. But when he saw the unnatural phenomenon with his own eyes, he had to believe it.
Meng Zhan calmed down. He wanted to see what Jiang Pengji was up to.
The woman in red, Wuma Jun, and the immature Liu Xi couldn't see Meng Zhan. They talked among themselves.
The more Meng Zhan listened, the more shocked he became. When he learned that Liu She adopted Liu Huan and pushed her and Wuma Jun to have sex with each other, he laughed.
"Liu She, Liu She, you aren't any more arrogant than me …"
Liu She was a cruel and merciless person to come up with such a plan.
But that was between Liu She and the devil. It had nothing to do with him.
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