good night mr ghost

Jiang Chenyi: "...Obviously it's for my own good, why do you say it so intrusively?"

"I'm happy. By the way, Chen Yi is not afraid of me at all now." The Regent sighed and said, "Are you proud of being favored?"

Jiang Chenyi picked up a chopstick of cauliflower and brought it to Meng Loudi's mouth, and said angrily, "Eat it."

This man is simply hopeless.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

There were cries and blood flowed everywhere.

The man in a pitch-black python robe walked slowly, stepping into the brightly lit house.

The guards in red suppressed all the remaining people in the mansion into the compound.

His black hair was tied in a jade crown, his face was like a jade crown, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked like a breeze and a bright moon. Standing in the courtyard at this time, he looked at the rough man kneeling on the ground wearing underwear.

Meng Loudi chuckled lightly, and said, "General Ju, don't come here without any problems."

Zhu Xing raised his head, glared fiercely at the Prince Regent, suppressed his anger, and said, "What is Prince Fu'an going to do?! Could it be that I have been doing my duty for Da Song for so long just to make you kill me indiscriminately?" Innocent?!"

Meng Loudi stroked his lips, looked at the man with a straight face, sneered, and said, "Why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

He held the saber at his waist, kept it far away, stretched out the saber and raised the opponent's chin, and said: "I have killed innocent people indiscriminately, how many?"

Zhu Xing stared, "Meng Loudi! As the Regent of the Great Song Dynasty, His Majesty will never let you go if you do such a thing!"

"Don't let me go? What can that brat do?" Meng Loudi tilted his head and said with a smile, with sarcasm and frivolity in his eyes.

Qingxiu has long been used to his rebellious remarks.

Say something bad.

In Meng Loudi's eyes, Meng Xiujin is just a brat who doesn't even have any minions.

Zhu Xing shuddered and panted heavily, "You rebellious minister! Sooner or later you will die!"

"What are you talking about? I'm a loyal minister, and I'm different from someone like General Jiu who conspired with the Xiongnu to do some nasty things." Meng Loudi chuckled lightly, and said something that made the other party sweat.

Zhu Xing's eyes were bloodshot, "My lord can't talk nonsense like this!"

"I'm talking nonsense?"

"Who doesn't know what kind of person you are, my lord! You are destined to be a traitor!" Chau Xing panicked and said words that completely turned Meng Loudi's face cold.

Qingxiu's expression changed, and he shouted: "Shut up!"

But it was all too late.

Meng Loudi had already taken off the scabbard of the saber, and just cut off the opponent's head so casually.

The two guards who were holding down Jiu Xing were not spared, covered with a large amount of blood.

And Prince Fu'an is still a spotless beauty.

Without changing their expressions, the two guards let go of the hands that suppressed Chauxing, and stood up straight.

Qingxiu secretly sighed.

Really, no matter what you say is bad, why no matter what you say is destined...

Meng Loudi looked at the unrepentant Qiao Xing, and said calmly, "I dug out the eyeballs, cut off the tongue, and threw them directly into the mass grave."

"Yes." Several people behind him responded in unison.

The man stepped forward, searching among the silent men and women, saw the lightly dressed woman, and asked, "Sinduya?"

The woman who was named shook her head and slowly raised her head, "Yes, my lord."

She is beautiful, different from the Han people, with wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional features, soft and rough, very exotic.

"Well, although I know about the same, can you tell me more things?"

The man smiled.

In the eyes of women.

Like a monster in the abyss.

Sure enough, it was Prince Fu'an, their nightmare.

The time for the big wedding is coming soon.

Before dawn, Xiao Jiang was tossed up,

Of course, it was Meng Loudi who made the fuss.

He didn't like rules in the first place, everything was decided by himself, even Xiao Jiang's Fengguan Xiapei was worn by him.

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Jiang Chenyi watched the man carefully draw his eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil.

"Lou Di, don't you need to do this?"

The regent is now wearing a bright red dress, his long hair is well tied into the groom's hat, holding a pen, and solemnly said: "No, yes, between husband and wife, eyebrows must be painted."

Jiang Chenyi: "That's between men and women."

"Today is a day of great joy for us, how about Chen Yi follow me?" Prince Fu'an said with a smile.

Jiang Chenyi: "..."

Let anyone fiddle with it.

He is a fool.

Why did you have to be obsessed with sex and hook up with this man?

Although she complained in her heart, Xiao Jiang didn't regret it at all.

He knew that for Meng Loudi, he really couldn't regret it.

The two packed up.

After wandering around the palace for two times, they came to the prepared palace, and began to pay respects to the high hall, the heaven and the earth, the husband and wife bowed to each other, and then they were sent to the bridal chamber.

The whole process didn't take an hour.

It's just nonsense.

But the problem is, no one dares to talk nonsense with this person.

Jiang Da sat on the top seat, looking at the young emperor beside him, his heart was pounding.

Sure enough, the boss of their family is an extraordinary person.

They have been different since childhood!

After being sent to the bridal chamber, all the unrelated people left.

Meng Loudi looked at the pole placed on the red cushion, picked it up, and raised his lover's red hijab, revealing the ugly face he drew.

The originally handsome man now has two thickly colored eyebrows, which looks a little ridiculous.

Lord Fu'an laughed.

Xiao Jiang covered her eyebrows and stared at him.

Meng Loudi took the cup of wine and brought it to the young man, saying: "Lady, after drinking this cup of Hebei wine, we will be a real husband and wife."

The young man reached out to pick it up, but Prince Fu'an waved his hand and moved it to the other side.

Jiang Chenyi looked at him and said, "Give it to me."

"Chen Yi, last chance."

"What?" The young man raised his eyebrows, and he felt vigilant in his heart. At this time, it was time for this man to make a fool of himself.

Meng Loudi looked at him with a smile, and said, "If you leave now, I'll let you go. If you don't leave, Jiang Chenyi, if I die, I will take you away."

He wasn't kidding, he was telling the truth.

Jiang Chenyi sighed, stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

"Okay." The man smiled instantly.

The two drank a cup of wine and smiled at each other.

Meng Loudi touched the other's lips, and said with a smile, "Chen Yi, you can't escape."

"I never thought about running away." The young man said lightly.

"That's great." The man hugged his neck, his voice was a little drunk.

Since you don't run away, stay willingly.

That explains it.

You and I love each other, don't you?

With the nourishment of love, Meng Loudi looked at everything in this world much more pleasing to the eye.

He also treated his nephew more gently.

At the very least, Meng Xiujin doesn't need to be careful every day, be careful not to touch the corner of the emperor's uncle's clothes.

Jiang Chenyi stayed in the palace, telling the emperor about the world.

Under the guidance of the couple, Meng Xiujin grew up moderately and healthily.

Sometimes the three of them would leave political affairs behind and visit in private, to see how the people of Song Dynasty felt about the world.

Everything is so beautiful.

Meng Loudi thought that his fate had changed.

Until the heavy snow after my 24th birthday.

Lord Fu'an is born on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month.

During the first heavy snowfall of the New Year, Meng Loudi suddenly fell ill.

He was suffering from a cold, and he used countless precious medicinal materials, but none of them could relieve his illness.

"Uncle, this, this is the fetish they said, Panlongyu, take it, you will be fine."

The emperor took out a jade ring from his arms, which had a strange shape and was different from ordinary jade bracelets.He brought it to the man with anticipation in his eyes.

"Xiu Jin, you know." Meng Loudi said flatly.

As soon as these words came out, the emperor, who was no longer a child, knelt by his side, weeping uncontrollably.

After being ill for a few days, Meng Loudi's face was frighteningly pale, with black eyes, he coughed twice, and said, "Get up, Xiu Jin, you are no longer a child."

Meng Xiujin knelt beside him, stretched out his hand, held his hand tightly, and said, "Uncle, you..."

Meng Loudi's eyes were still clear, he said: "Fate is the thing I hate the most."

"Uncle, no, no, isn't it different? Hasn't it changed?" The emperor shook his head, tears streaming down his face, "You have Mr. Jiang, everything should have changed!"

Meng Loudi thought of his lover, the corners of his mouth curled up, his smile was sweet, and he said, "Yes, but Chen Yi is the moon, right?"

Meng Xiujin's voice faltered, with fear in his eyes.

The man coughed a few more times, and said in a low voice, "Xiu Jin, please do me a favor."

"No, uncle, no, you can't do this." Meng Xiujin took a step back and shook his head, "Uncle, you can't do this to him!"

"He chose it himself, there is no way out." Meng Loudi's eyes were filled with violence.

"..."

"Xiu Jin, after I die, as long as Chen Yi is buried with me, do you understand?"

"Xiu Jin, I understand." The emperor knelt down.

"Also, after I die, you should bring back the man from the Mu family. Naturally, they are happy when I die. They should be willing to serve the country after I die, right?"

Prince Fu'an smiled.

"Yes." The emperor knelt on the ground and replied softly.

Meng Xiujin left.

He left here with tears on his face.

Jiang Chenyi saw it, walked into the bedroom without asking anything.

Meng Loudi was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, when he heard footsteps, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he called out, "My lady."

"Yes, husband." The young man's voice was also cheerful. He walked to his side, sat down, and held the other's cool hand, "How do you feel today?"

"Chen Yi, I—the end is approaching."

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

Jiang Chenyi felt dizzy and tried to stabilize his figure, "It's just the wind and cold."

"It's not cold, it's fate." Meng Loudi held his fingers tightly, smiling like a ghost.

"Chen Yi, this is the path you chose." His voice was hoarse, as if he was telling some curse.

Jiang Chenyi nodded, lying on his chest, listening to the beating sound of the still healthy heart.

Prince Fu'an looked at his lover who was extremely resigned to his fate, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he stroked the other's hair with his slender fingers, and said softly: "Chen Yi, let me tell you a secret."

"Speak, I'm listening." The young man closed his eyes.

"When I was ten years old, when I went to the ancestral hall to pray for blessings, an old man appeared in front of me and predicted my future. That's what he said.

[He who bears the luck of the dragon in the world, is the return of the emperor, and stabilizes the country; bears the fate of a lone star, will be lonely and miserable all his life, and cannot be accompanied by each other; like a fish swimming in the abyss, he lives with the shadows, stands at twelve, and dies at twelve; It's also like the scorching sun hanging high, not getting close to the dust, the raging fire burning, only the bright moon remains]. "