[… You dote on Meng Liang like she's a treasure …]
Who was Meng Liang?
He was the son of a concubine in the Meng's family. Because of Meng Zhan's favoritism, he took the title of the legitimate son.
The voice in his head refused to let him go, clearly pointing out what stupid thing he had done.
[... As a Zongzi, Meng Heng was dragged down by you father and son to the point that he failed the assessment …]
When Meng Zhan thought of this, his already uncomfortable chest hurt even more. It was as if a hand was squeezing his heart, trying to crush it. Meng Zhan was in so much pain that he couldn't even open his mouth. His face was drained of color, and his hands and feet were as cold as ice.
Putting aside all prejudice and enmity, Meng Heng was indeed an outstanding Zongzi.
He was gentle, elegant, and meticulous. Even if he couldn't bring the Meng family further, he wouldn't lose the support of the people like he did.
Because of his indifference, the lowly concubine who gave birth to Meng Liang was promoted to a noble concubine and had the authority of a lady. As the eldest son, Meng Heng was in a difficult situation. Under such circumstances, the young Meng Heng was still able to find a way out for himself and go to Shangjing to study. Now that she thought about it, it was indeed extraordinary.
Unfortunately, Meng Zhan had always thought that Meng Heng was a bastard. He thought that Meng Heng was proof that Gu Zhen had betrayed him. He didn't like him at all.
If the family elders hadn't forced him to make Meng Heng the Zongzi, he might not have hated this child so much.
The Meng's were a big family, how could they lack Meng Heng's food?
However, Meng Heng had become the Zongzi and occupied a position that did not belong to him.
The better Meng Heng behaved, the more Meng Liang looked like mud in comparison, the more Meng Zhan hated him. He saw Meng Heng as a disgrace that could never be erased.
Meng Zhan suddenly remembered what Jiang Pengji said.
Gu Zhen's second son, that second legitimate son, was really dead?
Meng Zhan's face was sweating from the pain. His vision started to blur, but he still kept his eyes wide open and stared at Nie Xun.
How could he forget this face?
Nie Xun's appearance was extremely similar to Gu Zhen when she was young. He was full of vigor, and his eyebrows were in high spirits. It was unforgettable at a glance.
The cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was bright red and round, as if it wanted to draw in all the gazes of others.
At that moment, Meng Zhan guessed Nie Xun's identity.
There was a bitter taste in his mouth, and an indescribable emotion wrapped around his heart and lungs.
Although he didn't know Nie Xun's name, judging from his demeanor, he wasn't an ordinary person.
Who would have thought —
The two sons that he had abandoned with his own hands were both dragons and phoenixes among men. The bastard son that he had doted on like a jewel was actually useless.
Retribution!
This was retribution!
"Is this … is this your revenge?" Meng Zhan was supported by Meng Heng, but he did not look at his eldest son. Instead, he stared at Nie Xun's face, as if he was trying to see someone through his face. His voice was trembling and choked with sobs. "Is this … revenge on me … is this what you want to see?"
Only then did Nie Xun come back to his senses. He stared blankly at his bloodstained hands. The blood was stuck to his skin, and some parts of his hands had already dried up.
His heart was beating violently, and he was so flustered that he felt uncomfortable. His hands, which could burn incense and play the zither, were trembling uncontrollably.
It wasn't that Nie Xun hadn't killed before, but he never thought he would kill Meng Zhan.
His usually quick-witted brain was now like a rusty gear. Every time it turned, it would make a jerky, ear-piercing sound.
Nie Xun's lips were trembling as he shouted to the side, "Doctor, get the doctor here …"
Meng Heng heard him and secretly clenched his fists. He peeked at Jiang Pengji who was standing outside the crowd.
It was not just because of the distance, but also because of something else. He could not see her expression clearly.
"Fine … cough … cough … forget it …"
Meng Zhan coughed weakly, and his lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
Even when he was on the verge of death, he could quickly analyze that it was a trap. Jiang Pengji knew everything. Not only did she know about the past, but she also knew Nie Xun's identity. If not, why would she let Nie Xun and Meng Heng appear together in front of him?
He had heard that Liu Xi's martial arts were superior, and that he could take the head of the enemy's general in the midst of an army of ten thousand.
With such skills, how could she not react to the situation just now?
He was afraid that the situation was exactly what she wanted to see.
She forced him to lose control of his emotions, tempted him to hurt Meng Heng, and finally let Nie Xun kill him.
Hehe …
It was indeed a vicious plan!
Liu She had no idea what kind of vicious daughter he had given birth to.
At that moment, Meng Zhan finally saw how terrifying Jiang Pengji was. He felt a little scared.
Wasn't she afraid that her plan would fail and that Meng Heng or Nie Xun would be hurt by him?
Meng Zhan moved his eyes with difficulty, trying to find Jiang Pengji's figure. He was caught off guard and met her cold eyes.
Jiang Pengji looked at him coldly, and her thin lips curled up.
"Hurry up and call the doctor …" Nie Xun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Magistrate Liu …"
Jiang Pengji said indifferently, "It's too late. We can't save him."
Nie Xun lost control of his emotions. He gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know it won't work if you don't try?"
"If he doesn't die now, he will die in a few days. What's the difference between dying earlier or later?" Jiang Pengji looked down at Nie Xun coldly. "No … Nie Chengyun, there is a difference. Meng Zhan can die in the hands of anyone, but he can't …"
Before Jiang Pengji could finish her sentence, Meng Zhan, who was on the verge of death, suddenly pushed Meng Heng away. He held the sword in front of his chest with both of his hands and pushed it into his body. The blood that had just stopped gushing out like it was free.
"Liu Xi … How dare you!"
His eyes were wide open. Tiny cracks appeared at the corners of his eyes and beads of blood seeped out. The expression on his face was as terrifying as that of a ferocious ghost.
After two breaths, there was a bang. Meng Zhan's skinny body fell to the side. He didn't rest in peace until his death.
Everyone was shocked by the turn of events.
They were all smart people. How could they not notice the strangeness of Meng Zhan's last move?
He used up the last of his strength to interrupt Jiang Pengji. He must be hiding something.
Feng Jue glanced around calmly. From Jiang Pengji to Meng Heng, and then to Nie Xun, what secret did the three of them hide?
Even if Jiang Pengji didn't finish her sentence, Feng Jue could finish it.
Meng Zhan could die in the hands of anyone, but what couldn't he?
Connecting the dots, the most likely possibility was …
But he couldn't die in the hands of Nie Xun!
A scary thought rose in his heart. Feng Jue's expression changed again. He looked at Nie Xun with a complicated gaze.
No one spoke until Meng Hun broke the tense atmosphere.
"Although Meng Zhan has done many evil things, he is dead. Let's write off all the grudges he had when he was alive."
Meng Zhan's life should have been left for him to reap.
However, Meng Zhan's death in front of him could be considered as revenge. The page was turned over.
Meng Heng's reaction was slow. When Meng Hun finished speaking, he said with a dry voice, "I beg my lord to allow me to collect his body. Although he deserved it, I had a father-son relationship with him for more than 20 years. I can't bear to see him die in the wilderness. "
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