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She gently and carefully applied the ointment to Ah Bei. "Ah Bei, don't take it too seriously. To me, you will always be the little brother who needs my care."

Jiang Nianwei's voice was still the same as before, gentle enough to soothe the waves in people's hearts. She seemed to have sensed the subtle surge of emotions in Abei's eyes, so these words flowed out naturally.

Meng Huaibei knew that her feelings for him could only ever be limited to family affection.

But how much he longed for her, if she loved him even a little, he would use all his strength to win her back.

But now, all his words seemed so pale and powerless, and he couldn't utter them even when they came to his lips.

"I know... I was confused for a moment before, please don't misunderstand me, miss."

"You don't have to call me Miss. You can also call me Sister like Siyu."

Although the powder touched the wound, causing a series of stinging pains, it was far less than the heavy pain in his chest, which almost suffocated him. He tried his best and only uttered two words softly, "Sister..."

"Then I will feel at ease. You must also promise me that you will take good care of yourself and never let anyone see through you."

"I will definitely live up to your trust."

After his wound was carefully bandaged, he suppressed his inner turmoil and said goodbye calmly.

In this world, the only one who loves me best is her, but she belongs to someone else. This kind of pain is like countless needles piercing my heart, each of which carries the heart-wrenching sorrow.

But he had to accept it with a smile. Meng Huaibei's palms gradually clenched, and he didn't even realize that the wound had split.

In this case, let's make his miserable life more meaningful. As long as Jiang Nianwei can be happy, that is his greatest pursuit.

Meng Huaibei's figure disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Jiang Nianwei stared at his back, a sigh escaped her lips, she knew in her heart that her actions might bring pain.

However, she could not, and dared not, let him place any hope on her.

He is still young and perhaps cannot distinguish between the two emotions of gratitude and love. One day in the future he will understand and meet a girl who is right for him.

Jiang Nianwei could only comfort herself in this way.

With Meng Huaibei's position, he can indeed know many hidden secrets, which is why Meng Yuanwei dare not offend him.

But to Meng Yuanwei, he was just a relatively useful dog and he never regarded him as a son.

And he already felt that the Meng family was preparing to take action against Jiang Nianwei.

The person His Majesty trusts the most now is Taoist Jiang, and he will consult him on everything.

Therefore, for his own interests, Meng Yuanwei wanted to get rid of the Taoist priest disguised as Jiang Nianwei.

It's just like getting rid of the loyal ministers in the court who wanted to reveal the truth.

……

Meng Wen specially prepared a table of delicacies from land and sea and invited Meng Huaibei to come back for a family dinner.

Meng Huaibei finally agreed to return, but his face was stern and he did not smile at anyone in the Meng family, and the atmosphere became tense.

Meng Wen was increasingly dissatisfied with Meng Huaibei's arrogant and indifferent attitude, and secretly thought that he must let him know how powerful he was. After all, if it weren't for the power of the Meng family, how could he easily enter the palace, become a royal guard, and enjoy the glory that others dreamed of?

So, Meng Wen raised his glass and shook it gently, with an apologetic smile on his face, and his words were deliberately friendly: "Brother Huaibei, if I have done anything wrong in the past, this glass of wine will be regarded as my apology. I hope you can let go of the past grudges."

Meng Huaibei's expression was calm, and he was not moved at all. He never drank alcohol, and he would not make an exception and raise his glass to the person who disgusted him.

Meng Wen is not someone who is easy to be friendly with.

It is difficult to change one's nature. The bad nature in his bones will not be easily changed by temporary coercion, let alone showing a brotherly and respectful attitude.

"Brother, all the elders are here today, can you please give me a way out for the sake of everyone?" Meng Yuanwei's words were filled with pleading.

Meng Huaibei raised his eyebrows slightly, "At noon, I have to go to the palace to guard the night."

Meng Yuanwei persuaded, "Huaibei, please make an exception and drink a glass. It's just one glass, it's harmless. It's a rare reunion today, the atmosphere is harmonious, and your elder brother sincerely apologizes to you."

Meng Huaibei slowly raised the wine glass. His action did not show any sincere desire to reconcile with the other party. He was just out of curiosity and wanted to spy on what kind of conspiracy his brother was brewing.

"Okay." He agreed briefly, then raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. His decisiveness made Meng Wen smile even brighter.

Then, the two brothers Meng Wen and Meng Wu, as if they had agreed beforehand, took turns raising their glasses to him as if they wanted to get him drunk.

But what they didn't know was that he didn't drink the wine at all.

The banquet was gradually coming to an end, and Meng Huaibei "fell drunk" at the right time. He leaned weakly on the table, breathing evenly, and stopped moving, waiting to see what the two brothers were going to do to him.

"How could you get Huaibei drunk? Have someone take him back to his room and have the maid wake him up at a certain time? He is on night duty in the palace. How can this be allowed?"

Although Meng Huaibei gave such instructions, it was obvious that he also tacitly agreed with the two brothers to do such a thing.

But they didn't know that Meng Huaibei was pretending from beginning to end.

Meng Wen and Meng Wu looked at each other, then signaled their men to tie up the man tightly.

They kicked him mercilessly several times, and when they saw that he had no reaction, they curled up their lips into a satisfied sneer. "You have been exceptionally outstanding since you were young, and now you are even more stunning. Even the prettiest girls in the brothel would be ashamed of your appearance. Since you are so much like a woman, why don't you experience what it's like to be a woman yourself?"

Meng Wu frowned slightly when he heard this, and said hesitantly: "Brother, do you really want to do this? Isn't this... a little too cruel?"

Meng Wen's eyes were stern, and he said in a cold voice: "Cruel? Don't you think about how he treated us in the past! What we did today is just a small punishment to make him suffer. Since he treats us like this, why should we show mercy to him? Only when he has a handle in our hands... will he be obedient."

Meng Wu pondered for a moment and nodded secretly in his heart, "Indeed, he is a royal guard after all, and his status is not trivial. If we really attack him, will he seek revenge in the future?

"Don't worry too much," Meng Wen snorted coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes. "It is precisely because he is the imperial guard that I dare not make this matter public. Moreover, this matter has been secretly approved by my father. Without this support, how dare I act rashly..."

When Meng Wu heard this, the doubts in his heart dissipated a little and his expression relaxed.

"Come here, I'll leave this man to you to handle."

This is a secret place in the Meng Mansion that they use to satisfy and teach people a lesson, and no outsiders are allowed to set foot here.

Just as the two turned around and prepared to go out, they felt a chill emanating from behind them.

"I heard everything you said just now. Do you still think that I will let others do whatever they want like before?"

"You, you are drunk, aren't you?" Meng Wen shouted in fear, "Someone, come quickly!"

However, Meng Huaibei did not give him any chance to breathe. His movements were quick and decisive. With one blow, Meng Wen fainted and fell on the cold ground.

Meng Huaibei's gaze then turned to Meng Wu, who was trembling beside him.

"Second brother, are you filled with hatred for me in your heart, just like the eldest brother?"

"No, absolutely not!" Meng Wu waved his hands quickly, with a flattering smile on his face, "How could I hate you? We are brothers connected by blood! All of this was Big Brother's idea. You heard it with your own ears just now, right?"

As he spoke, he secretly observed outside the door, and saw that those burly men had heard the sound and were rushing in.

Meng Wu secretly rejoiced in his heart that his performance seemed to be quite effective and at least saved his life temporarily.

He shrank back and hid behind the broad back of the sturdy man beside him, and shouted hurriedly: "Quick! Quick! Teach this guy a lesson for me!"

Meng Huaibei gently turned his neck, and before the sharp blade left the sheath, those self-proclaimed brave men had collapsed to the ground like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind, wailing: "Ouch, my legs, my legs seem to be broken!"

"Why can't I lift my arms anymore..."

"Second brother, do you also want to experience this feeling yourself?" Meng Huaibei's tone was a little teasing and his eyes were cold.

When Meng Wu heard this, his legs froze like sieves. Fear made him forget his dignity. He just desperately crawled out the door, his voice trembling: "Brother, please spare my life! I won't dare to do it again."

"Don't worry, second brother. I won't take your life so easily." Meng Huaibei smiled faintly, but without any warmth. "Because I also want you to experience what it means to be unable to live or die."

He smiled grimly and pointed at the big man on the ground, "If you want to live, trample on these two like rabbits."

"My lord, my lord, please spare us!"

"As long as you do what I say, I won't do anything to you. But if... you don't listen, my knife won't recognize anyone!"

His words were as cold as the biting wind, causing those originally aggressive men to shudder involuntarily, with a hint of fear in their eyes. "My two lords, we dare not offend you in the slightest..."

"Hmph, you don't dare to offend them, but are you just going to let your loved ones suffer unexpected disasters?" His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting the strong men's hearts.

Upon hearing this, the strong men looked at each other, their eyes full of struggle and contradiction. They knew that the person in front of them was definitely not a good person, and if they made the wrong choice, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Since you are hesitant, let me make the decision for you." He sneered and scanned the crowd with a sharp gaze, "Should I cripple one of your legs or one of your arms first? The choice is yours."

"Weren't you originally sent by the two of them to humiliate me? Now you've just changed your target."

Several strong men no longer hesitated and started to fight, enduring the pain.

This place was originally a hidden place found by the two brothers. No matter how they cried and shouted, no sound from outside could be heard.

Meng Huaibei closed the door expressionlessly and listened to the two men's pleas, roars, and insults outside the door.

He began to laugh wildly, but as he laughed, he felt tears growing in the corners of his eyes. He wiped away his tears and became that cold-faced guard again.

"You brought this on yourself."

An hour later, Meng Huaibei entered the palace to stand guard as if nothing had happened, and began to investigate the Queen's spies in the palace.

When the two brothers were found, they had been tortured to the point of being on the verge of death. Meng Yuanwei felt both distressed and ashamed when he saw their appearance.

"What's wrong with you? How did you end up like this?"

"Dad, Dad, you have to seek justice for us!" Meng Wen sobbed, tears and shame intertwined on his twisted face, "It was Meng Huaibei, he...he sent people to torture us like this, we didn't want to..."

Meng Yuanwei was furious when he heard this, his face turned pale, "You two are hopeless! Even after all this, you still haven't taught that brat a lesson! I had high hopes for you, but now it seems that I overestimated you!"

At the same time, Meng Yuanwei also had a premonition that Meng Huaibei was beginning to be out of control. He had originally been using him, but now he was beginning to fear him.

If I could get rid of him directly during this cooperation with the Queen...

……

Zheng Changkong finally found a clue. Deep in the intricate, dirty and disorderly slums, there was a female doctor with a disfigured face hiding.

She was good at treating minor daily ailments and her consultation fees were low, so she was deeply trusted and loved by the poor people here.

When Zheng Changkong found her, she was treating someone.

When Zheng Changkong stepped into this territory, she happened to be treating a patient attentively. He waited patiently by the side until the doctor finished her work, and then slowly walked into her extremely simple clinic.

He took out a heavy gold ingot from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

The old lady raised her head, not with joy, but with fear as she looked at the man in front of her, as if she had sensed something: "Who sent you? Have I been discovered?"

"Madam, don't worry, I am not here to harm you, but to save you."

"Haha, things are unpredictable. I thought I could escape by hiding in this remote place, but I never thought that you would find me. Could it be that you gentlemen want to take this old bone of mine back to the capital?" There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in the nanny's words, and the bitterness of the past was hidden in her laughter.

Zheng Changkong's tone was still very respectful: "We will protect you, and those who hurt you before will never be able to harm you again."

"All my loved ones have passed away, and my face has been destroyed beyond all recognition. She has taken away my life's happiness and peace!"

The old lady's tone was filled with sadness and hatred.

"Mom, mom, my child is back!" At this time, a burly but childish man, holding a colorful windmill in his hand, stepped into the house happily.

When he saw the old lady's grief-stricken expression, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the smile on his face froze instantly: "Mother, what's wrong with you? Look, I brought you something fun..."