Southerners

On March [-]rd, there were only two days left before Zhang Hui's departure. Xiuniang and Song Zhi had no time to delay. On the same day, Xiuniang urged Song Zhi to go to Zhang Hui's mansion to answer. willing to go.

Knowing that Song Zhi agreed, Zhang Hui ordered someone to prepare an extra car and horse for the two, and urged them to prepare as soon as possible.

Song Zhi responded, and after thanking Zhang Hui, she went back to Xingshun Hutong alone, feeling a little dazed and at a loss for what to do.

Are you really leaving?

Just leave.

He returned to his hometown, Lin'an, and never came back.

From then on, I never saw Meng Huan again.

Song Zhi clutched the jade pendant tightly in her hand, anyway, Xiuniang had seen it too, so she didn't need to hide it.

Had Hao Yan's words back then on Fragrant Hills been confirmed?

Between him and Meng Huan, life or death, one has to be chosen, and neither one has a good result.

The jade pendant is worn close to the body, and there is residual warmth on it, which is warm.Song Zhi couldn't help thinking that when Meng Huan returned from his southern expedition to Burma, he hugged an ugly and stupid big stone to him with a face like offering a treasure, and swore that there were precious stones in it.

Looking back now, I feel a little silly for no reason, but my heart is warm, and I feel sore when I feel warm.

will become memories.

Song Zhi suddenly lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, shrugged her shoulders slightly, not wanting to show the tears on her face to others.

He is leaving.

Meng Huan couldn't find him after he came back... he would definitely be angry, sad, and punish Lian Er and the others in a rage.

But Meng Huan would not find him again, even if Meng Huan knew that he followed Zhang Hui to Yangzhou, it was useless.

The huge Dayuan, with its mountains and rivers in its north and south, is more than thousands of miles from Hangzhou to Dadu. They have to go through three mountains and five rivers, one city and one mountain village after another, crowds of people, cars and horses... These have become insurmountable obstacles among them. hinder.

When will he return to Dadu?Song Zhi couldn't help but think...it's best to come back after he leaves, otherwise he will be reluctant to leave when he sees someone.

The night is dark, the moon and stars are sparse, and the crooked waning moon hangs obliquely in the sky. The end of spring is the easiest time to make people feel sad.

Bai Man'er next door is worried, and brother Lang who is worried about her is about to leave.

Song Zhi in this house is also worried that he is leaving.

The next day, Song Zhi and Xiu Niang had already packed their things and moved to Zhang Hui's mansion. They set off directly from Zhang Hui's mansion early the next morning to Yangzhou.

Song Zhi was depressed these few days, Xiu Niang saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it very much, thinking that she would leave the next day, she whispered to him: "If there is someone you can't let go of, young master, you can return it while you are here today." If you don’t go, go say goodbye.”

"It's better to say goodbye than to say goodbye without saying goodbye."

Song Zhiyuan wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he and Meng Huan would never see each other again after this farewell. Before leaving... Although Meng Huan hadn't come back yet, he also wanted to quietly go to the door of the Meng Mansion to have a look. Be careful, if you don't get discovered by the people of Meng Mansion, you will be fine.

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On the [-]th, Meng Huan returned to Beijing to report on his duties. All the rebels in Xinhui County were executed, and all the heads of the thieves were captured alive in Beijing.

After dealing with all the affairs, Meng Huan dragged his injured body back to the Meng Mansion, but just entering the house, he saw Qi Nuolian'er and the others knelt in a row at the door, welcoming him and pleading guilty.

"Mr. Song is gone."

Meng Huan was injured by Liu Ya when he was suppressing the bandits, the wound was in the abdomen, bleeding a lot, his face was still a little pale at this time, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly became dizzy, probably due to the sequelae of excessive blood loss.

Song Zilan is gone?

Meng Huan felt a little empty in his heart, there was a tearing pain, and then anger—why is he so disobedient?Why run away?

Extremely angry and in pain, Meng Huan's expression was inexplicably calm. He kicked the two guards to the ground one by one, and said to the six people kneeling on the ground, including Zeno: "Go and get it yourself." Let’s take a board, fifty per person, no less.”

"Come and tell me the specifics first."

After listening to Lian Er's detailed narration, Meng Huan leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, thinking, his Zi Lan is really smart.

First stand still, let the people below relax their vigilance, and then wander around the mansion without a trace. In fact, they are exploring the way to escape, and finally escaped successfully in the middle of the night without anyone noticing.

Ruhe deliberately wanted to escape from the Meng Mansion, to escape from him.

It's really annoying.

And Zhang Hui, Meng Huan's eyes became colder and colder, he should have added more fire to kill Zhang Hui together, so that there would be no such thing as now, not to mention being reactivated, he still wanted to abduct him Zilan ran away?

Meng Huan clenched his fists and ordered coldly: "Prepare my horse immediately, and I will go and catch him myself."

Tomorrow is twenty-five, although it is getting late today, it will be too late tomorrow, Song Zhi might be abducted by Zhang Hui to Yangzhou.

The horse was soon led to the door, and Meng Huan, regardless of the injury in his stomach, turned on the horse neatly, pulled the rein, and pinched the horse's belly with his legs: "Drive!"

Although he had never been to Song Zhi's house, he knew where Song Zhi's house was, but since Zhang Hui was leaving tomorrow, Song Zhi might have already lived in Zhang Hui's house today.

So Meng Huan still sent people to guard Song Zhi's house in Xingshun Hutong, while he rode his horse to Zhang Hui's house.

Today, he wants to snatch people back directly.

Thinking this way, Meng Huan rode his horse and galloped all the way to Fengchifang.

Zhang Hui lives in Fengchifang, north of Jishuitan, not too far from Meng Mansion.

Along the way, Meng Huan only felt that there was a fire in his chest, burning faintly, which made him painful and annoyed.

Unexpectedly, Meng Huan saw a familiar figure on the street before he reached Fengchifang, and just passed Jishuitan not far away.

Song Zilan?Meng Huan frowned, and drove the horse to the side of the road, stopping beside Song Zhi.

Song Zhi was thinking about the possibility of sneaking back to the Meng Mansion for a look before escaping, when suddenly someone blocked her way, she raised her head, and happened to meet Meng Huan's gaze.

Song Zhi froze for a moment, looked at Meng Huan's face, and suspected that she was hallucinating.

"Get on the horse." Meng Huan looked at him condescendingly, and spoke coldly after a while.

This sound made Song Zhi realize that the person in front of her was not an illusion, but a real person. Thinking that she had escaped from the Meng Mansion, she couldn't help but feel a little scared, so she took a step back involuntarily, turned around and ran away.

But with his legs, how could he outrun Meng Huan's horse.

Meng Huan was completely enraged by Song Zhi's attitude, his face was terribly gloomy, he drove the horse to catch up, stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Zhi by the collar, and carried him onto the horse.

Song Zhi's body flew into the air suddenly, she was frightened, she felt dizzy, and the next moment she was put on the horse by Meng Huan.

Song Zhi was still in shock, and immediately realized that she was in a very bad situation, and struggled fiercely: "Let me go!"

"You let me go!"

"Meng Zhengnan, why did you arrest me!"

"Shut up!" Meng Huan stopped him, pulled the whip with one hand, and covered Song Zhi's mouth with the other.

Song Zhi didn't even think about it, she bit Meng Huan's hand, and her mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

Meng Huan didn't take his hand away either, instead he sneered, lowered his voice, and said behind Song Zhi's ear:

"Bite, bite hard now, and you won't be able to bite later."

The voice was soft and slow, but with a chilling meaning, Song Zhi's hair stood on end from behind her ears to her back, her scalp went numb, and she unconsciously let go of her mouth.

Meng Huan continued, with a voice like a snake spitting out a letter, licking his nerve from behind the ear: "If you scream again, I will make you scream until you can't scream."

Life and death were at stake, Song Zhicai didn't listen to his threat, and the moment Meng Huan let go of his hand, he immediately roared at the top of his voice.

"let me go!"

"You let me go!"

Meng Huan laughed, the laughter made Song Zhi's hair stand on end, and then only heard "Hiss!", Meng Huan tore a piece of Song Zhi's clothes, and stuffed the cloth into Song Zhi's mouth.

"Hmm...!" Song Zhicai didn't want to sit still, and immediately wanted to reach out to take out the cloth ball, but Meng Huan pinched her right hand, and with another force, only heard a "click", and Song Zhi's right hand was dislocated .

"Hmm!" Song Zhi was so painful that she was sweating and she was about to shed tears. She was about to raise her left hand when Meng Huan said behind her ear, "You don't want your left hand anymore?"

Song Zhi knew that this man did what he said, so she really didn't dare to take the cloth ball out of her mouth anymore, so she could only use her remaining left hand to slap Meng Huan desperately.

But Meng Huan didn't pay attention to this weak resistance.Swinging the whip to drive the horse to the fastest speed, Meng Huan charged all the way, gradually increasing the strength in his hands, and tightened the hoop on Song Zhi until Song Zhi could hardly breathe.

When he reached the gate of the Meng Mansion, Meng Huan jumped off his horse far away, pulled Song Zhi off with one hand, held her in his arms, and strode towards his room.

"Uh...uh..." Song Zhi desperately slapped Meng Huan's body with her hands, but Meng Huan squeezed his wrist hard, and the pain made him lose his strength immediately.

This formation scared everyone in the mansion.

The servants have stayed in the mansion for so many years, but they have never seen such a terrifying expression on Meng Huan's face, his face was terribly gloomy, and he was full of evil spirits.

And Meng Huan has always been kind to Song Zhi, and he is rarely so rough.

Seeing this scene, they all hid faster than rabbits, and shrank to the side, not daring to look at it.

Meng Huan carried the man into his room, slammed the door "bang", strode into the room, and threw Song Zhi onto the bed.

Song Zhi's head hit the bedside, and she became dizzy for a while, but he couldn't use his hands, and his back hurt from the fall, and he couldn't even get up, so Meng Huan bent down and crushed him firmly.

Meng Huan seemed to be crazy, pulled out the cloth from Song Zhi's mouth, lowered his head, and kissed Song Zhi's lips almost bitingly.

"Well……"

Meng Huan eagerly reached into Song Zhi's lapel with his hand, stroking the body under his hand.

It was a bloody, aggressive kiss, like a beast eating its prey.

Song Zhi was so forced by the stormy kiss that she couldn't even breathe, and she couldn't refuse, so she could only bear it completely compulsively.

When Meng Huan finally ended this kiss that could not be called a kiss, he lowered his head again, and took a bite on the side of Song Zhi's neck, blood was seen immediately.

"Ah!" Song Zhi cried out in pain.

Meng Huan raised his eyes, looked at Song Zhi who was trembling slightly because of the pain and fear, and sneered lowly: "Okay... It's been a long time since I saw you, and I actually learned to run away."

"Song Zilan, you always surprise me."

Song Zhi bit her lip and looked at Meng Huan in panic.

Meng Huan was almost overwhelmed by anger and panic, and he didn't stop because of Song Zhi's fear. He tore off the obstructing clothes on Song Zhi's body two or three times, leaving traces on Song Zhi's body eagerly and roughly.

As if this could mark that this person was his and would not leave.

Meng Huan bit Song Zhi's chest, causing Song Zhi to cry out in pain, but quickly bit her lip, turning into a dull hum.

Then Meng Huan's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell: "Scream, don't hold back, I just said, if you scream again, you will be screamed until today."

Song Zhi closed her eyes, powerless to resist Meng Huan's movements, only felt a bleak and desolate desolation in her heart, like the rain in late autumn, dripping down her heart.

"You're crazy." Song Zhi said.

"You asked for it yourself." Meng Huan said, "I have clearly said that you are not allowed to leave the Meng residence."

Song Zhi's body trembled slightly, and she sobbed, tears slipped from her closed eyelashes, and slid down the corners of her eyes.

After crying for the first time, Song Zhi couldn't stop, and the tears kept streaming down.

And this finally brought Meng Huan back to his senses, he looked up at Song Zhi, and saw that the corners of the man's eyes were full of tears, the tears wet the hair on his temples, and there was blood on his lips.

Meng Huan misunderstood what Song Zhi meant, pinched his chin, and asked him to open his eyes:

"Look at me." Meng Huan said.

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23333 The author likes this tone, Meng Huan is so handsome like this