Where is Xiangsi Mingyuelou

Wang Manchun finally caught the military commander's spy, and he was very proud. He couldn't care about Minglou's face, and he wanted to get something out of Mingtai's mouth.You know, as long as a hole is torn, there will be a steady stream of things involved.As soon as she thought of this, a little sweet emotion grew in her heart.Nothing could soothe the mottled scars in her heart more than this.

So they were punished one by one.Wang Manchun listened to the play, feeling impatient in his heart.

This kid has a really hard mouth.She was really reluctant to torture such a treasure to death all at once, so she just tortured him little by little.

Always say, always.She took a sip of tea to comfort herself, her eyes still staring at the scarred boy in disbelief.

At this moment he is not her brother-in-law.He is a stepping stone to her future.

After a few potions, Mingtai's spirit tends to collapse.Phantoms kept appearing in front of his eyes, including things that had happened before, and things that had never happened before.Seeing that something was wrong, Wang Manchun asked his subordinates to stop and gave him some time to breathe.

Don't push him too hard.She consoled herself.Be patient, be patient.

The hallucinations came like waves.The person in front of her was wrapped in a white gauze, and she smiled softly and gracefully.Yu Manli lives up to her name.These three words hit Mingtai's heart like a heavy hammer, he thought he had never been in such pain.Such a woman, who has never felt the tenderness and love of the world, has become a thin name and a lost memory.A real girl who can cry and laugh lives in an old photo, blocking her memories.

He thought of Jin Yun's gentle eyes again.Different from Yu Manli's cruelty, she is always gentle like a handful of lukewarm water.When he was with her, Mingtai had the feeling of meeting his mother.It was a memory that had been lost for a long time, but when I met her, I always felt warm in my heart, as if I no longer needed to think about the killing decisions on the battlefield.

The pain that spread from the fingertips pierced the heart.His temples throbbed violently, his fingers connected to his heart, and the pain in his body woke him up from the illusion.

Mingtai closed his eyes, those images still lingering.What followed was a wonderful sense of being on the scene, as well as a heavy sense of guilt.

He was lying on the city wall, while Yu Manli was falling rapidly.There were smiles and tears in her eyes, he couldn't call her name, but her lips opened and closed, but it seemed to be calling him.

When the screen changed, he was on the attic again.There was a strong smell of blood in the air.Cheng Jinyun narrowed his eyes slightly, haggard to the point of despair, and was escorted to the front of the line.Seeing her being pushed to the execution ground, seeing her being tied to the pillar of shame, seeing the leading officer raise the whip in his hand.

They are heavily guarded and crowded with people.Ming Taixu, who was proud since childhood, only felt his powerlessness and incompetence at these times.

When the flying bullet was accurately inserted into Cheng Jinyun's chest, Mingtai felt his heart was half empty.Then, not long after, when Yu Manli's body lightly flew to the ground, his heart was half empty again.

Half and half, Mingtai has nothing left.

When he walked home in a daze, he was also thinking, what is the purpose of living like this?

For faith.The eldest brother told him that you live not only for you.In this world, there are most things more important than yourself.

Yes, faith.

A fierce whip hit the side of his face.He had lost all strength in his whole body, but he still paused every word and fell to the ground with a sound.

"give up."

Minglou made a positioning for his behavior. At this time, he should be a frustrated elder brother. No matter how painful his heart is, he still has to do a full set of tricks.He went to her office.

There were still glaring bloodstains on Wang Manchun's boots.Minglou thought in a daze, this is not from Mingtai, is it?

In the right mood, she opened a bottle of red wine, with a very elegant gesture, took two glasses to fill up, and handed Minglou a glass.

She pushed him down on the soft sofa.

"Senior brother, tell me, along this line, what else can we dig out?" She smiled innocently, making Minglou's eyes shine when he wanted to see her more than ten years ago, and he was so satisfied.

But that tenderness was only for a moment, and the cruelty precipitated by time stabbed him like a knife.

Should have forgotten.Now she is no longer what she used to be, why should she be nostalgic?

Wang Manchun blushed, leaned closer to him and smiled, "Brother, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

He reluctantly said: "Yes."

Getting closer, the scorching breath burned. "Brother..."

Minglou stood up reflexively.For some reason, in such an ambiguous situation, he thought of another person.

Wang Manchun was half awake, her winking eyes shone brightly.

"how……?"

Minglou calmed down, only showing a sad expression. "Manchun, you know, I'm not thinking about this at all..."

Wang Manchun gradually relaxed and showed a relieved smile. "Senior brother, I understand. You are not to blame for Mingtai's affairs. But you are too used to him. In my opinion, it is better to keep him close. Tell him to study in Hong Kong and make a fool of himself." , look at how many foolish things you have done!"

In order to dispel her doubts, Minglou followed her words.

"I want to care, but when did that kid listen to me!" Then he said softly: "Manchun, I can't take sides with him. This matter is on your head. For my sake, don't It's too difficult for him, is it okay? He has been spoiled since he was a child, and he is bewitched by others, playing casually..."

Wang Manchun rolled his eyes, and agreed: "Brother, as long as he tells him everything he knows, how can I make things difficult for him? I can count this kid growing up. As long as he cooperates with me well."

Minglou agreed, and started dealing with Wang Manchun again.

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