The General and His Enemy Your Highness

"If you want me to say, the princess is more than enough to deal with those two idiots, just worry about it."

The other person was dressed in a luxurious silk white robe, his fox eyes were flamboyant, and his gestures were all noble. He got off his horse and looked at the palace where plain onyx was hung, and sighed softly, "Let's go, General Lu, go in and have a look."

Lu Zhibei, the eldest son of Taiwei Lu's mansion, and Feng Sunan, the son of Pingguo's mansion, both of them and Mei Geng are good friends. At this moment, an elegant carriage comes from a distance, and a slightly weak and low-smiling biography Lai: "Ashamed, you two are one step ahead of me."

It was the end of spring, and the man who came down from the carriage was still wrapped in a heavy cloak, his thin cheeks were pale due to long-term illness, his lips were extremely pale, and his smile was elegant. He was the eldest son of the Yongding Houfu, Yu Yi.

Everyone in Lin'an city knew that the sons-in-law of these four powerful families had grown up with each other since childhood. Even when the Northwest was defeated and Mei Geng was in danger, it was Lu Zhibei who begged for his death to rescue him.

Yu Yi got out of the carriage, Feng Sunan and Lu Zhibei hurriedly supported him, glanced at the slightly shabby carriage, and both sighed inwardly.

They all know the situation of Yu Yi's family, it's very chaotic.

Yu Yi himself didn't notice it, he just smiled and said, "Go in and have a look, Xiping Palace has undergone tremendous changes, it's inevitable that some people who don't have good eyes will come to find it uncomfortable."

Because of the identities of the three, they were never stopped by their servants. As soon as they entered the mansion, they saw the execution scene in front of the mourning hall. body, with a cold face.

Seeing the three of them, Mei Geng was also startled.

We have known each other since we were young and we have played together since childhood. In the previous life, Yu Yi died of illness at home, Lu Zhibei died in battle, and Feng Sunan committed suicide outside the palace gate on the day Mei's family was ransacked and wiped out.

To the end of their lives, they remained best friends.

Now the brothers are still young, their features are immature and untouched by vicissitudes, and... they are still alive, standing there alive.

Mei Geng's heart suddenly felt sour, and his eyes were astringent, but he laughed at himself that he was almost confused, but they were still teenagers.

Mei Wang stayed silent for a long time, and when she saw a new face, she struggled and ran out. The two nuns were careless for a moment, but they didn't stop her. , mouth is crying:

"Help, my lord! Help! Mei Geng is so devastated that he wants to kill his own brother in front of the mourning hall!"

There was only a moment of silence, and the veins on Feng Sunan's forehead twitched, he looked down at the woman who was hugging his thigh tightly, then kicked away without hesitation, and hid behind Yu Yi, yelling fiercely: "Fuck! Mei Geng, what is this??"

In a word, Mei Geng's melancholy was dispelled, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and found strangely that no matter how long it had passed, even if it was separated by a life and death, these familiar people could make him feel clearly that he had lived a new life, even Also like a high-spirited teenager, his heart is burning.

"This person is the biological mother of the adoptive son of Prince Xiping's mansion. Today, he made a big fuss in the mourning hall. He disrespected his mother and humiliated his elder brother. Is it wrong for me to deal with it according to the Mei family's law?"

The three of them glanced at Mei Chen who was on the ground, who was exhaling more air than inhaling, and then shook their heads tacitly.

There is nothing wrong with that.

Nothing wrong.

Very appropriate.

They are not fools, Mei Geng can guess the cause and effect as soon as he speaks out, not to mention that Mei Geng has been with them for more than ten years, and no one knows better than them that he is upright like a knight.

If the mother and son hadn't been too bullying, they wouldn't have spilled blood in the mourning hall.