What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

Chapter 284 "I've thought about it."

The god said it was not wrong at all, and that night she met the man she loved deeply.

Just as the gods said, that man allowed her to live a lifetime of prosperity and wealth.

But because he was newly married, he could not abolish the princess and make her his first wife.

Meng Nishang didn't care.

As long as she enters the door of Prince Duan's Mansion, it will be fine.

The days passed quickly, and she and the princess who was deeply involved in Jane's life both gave birth to children.

Then, the princess died of illness, and the whereabouts of Prince Duan's legitimate son were unknown. As the only mistress of Prince Duan's palace, she was rehabilitated.

How did the original princess die?

Who knows about that kind of thing?

People in the palace were living, old, sick and dying, but she was just an ordinary woman.

The only regret was that she could not give birth to a child with the person she loved.

But it didn't matter, God wanted the child she gave birth to to be perfect.

Be it looks or talent.

I just don't know why when the cultivator came to test her talent, her Zhao'er test was not very good.

Meng Nishang decided to ask the gods.

"The spiritual root is not good? How big of a problem is it? Just change it."

Meng Nichang held the young child in her arms and widened her eyes: "Change?"

"Well, change it."

Although Meng Nichang is a mortal, she also knows a lot about cultivating immortals.

The spiritual root is equivalent to a part of the body of an ordinary person.

How can it be replaced?

But the god said to give Zhaoer a spiritual root.

So Zhaoer became Tianlinggen.

As for whose Tianlinggen it is?

that's not important.

The important thing is that her Zhao'er has become Tianlinggen.

She got everything the gods promised her.

Just slowly, Meng Nishang saw through some things.

Why was it that the man whom Duan Wang Princess Lan Congrong fell in love with at first sight when she married Meng Nichang was depressed all day long? Even when he saw her entering the palace, he didn't show any expression, and he was even a little happy.

It turns out that the person she loves is just the young man who is riding high in the sun.

Rather than the current King Duan who has exhausted all his mechanisms.

Does she really love him?

He must not love her.

Without the help of the gods, it would have been impossible for him to have an intersection with her.

Fortunately, she still has Zhao'er.

She can still live with Zhao'er.

In order for Zhaoer to live a glorious life, she needs to sit in this position.

No matter how you say it, Zhao'er is the child she gave birth to after ten months of hard work.

She can give everything for her Zhao'er, even if her hands are stained with blood, it doesn't matter.

Meng Nichang sometimes dreams at night about Lan Yurong sitting quietly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, holding her child and humming softly.

Meng Nishang backed away in fear, but she tripped over something and fell into the lake.

Thousands of innocent souls in the lake reached out and dragged her to the bottom of the lake.

don't want......

Don't come to her...

She knows nothing...

Every time she woke up from her dream, Meng Nishang couldn't help but go to her child's home and sit by his bed to watch him sleeping.

It's ok.

For the sake of her Zhao'er, it doesn't matter even if she is put in the hot seat after her death.

After recognizing the true nature of Murong Hongyuan, Meng Nichang began to tilt the focus of her life towards Murong Zhao.

She now lives for her son.

Murong Hongyuan did not raise any suspicion and only thought that she was his beloved son.

But this was seen through by the messenger who claimed to be from Longyue Pavilion and came to discuss business.

Meng Nishang knew that Zhao'er sent people to follow this envoy of unknown origin.

Longyue Pavilion, who knows why such a force suddenly showed favor to Prince Duan's Mansion?

Always figure out what the other side wants to do.

And see if you can make a fortune.

Meng Nishang despises business people, and Longyue Pavilion made a fortune by reselling (Chu Yaoyao:? I sell my own things, which is called reselling?), and she doesn't have much favorable impressions of this.

What's more, it's a place where even children are trapped.

Although her Zhao'er is an adult and old enough to talk about marriage, he is still a child!

How dare you let a child pay for that crappy place! ! !

Is there any royal law? !

But Zhao'er said she didn't want to get involved.

"Mother, I have made my own decision. Longyue Pavilion is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface."

"Isn't it just that you have a lot of money? Zhao'er, you don't have to work so hard for such a small amount of money. The money from Prince Duan's Palace is enough for you to spend as you please."

"It's not a matter of money, it's that the person behind the Obsidian Pavilion has his own strengths! No matter what, I have to get in touch with the person behind the Obsidian Pavilion, and the benefits will be endless. Mother. Concubine, don’t look at me as if I was ripped off by them. In fact, I deliberately paid a high price to show off my financial strength under the pretext of appeasing my sweetheart, and at the same time, I also established a good personality. You see, the pavilion master responded on the spot. , but it’s a pity that I didn’t see his face. If I work harder, I can gain his trust, and then the entire Hazy Moon Pavilion can be used by me and Prince Duan’s Mansion!”

That day, Meng Nishang came to visit the garden without anything to do. From a distance, she saw a man in strange clothes standing by the ornamental pool, seemingly looking at fish.

"Princess, look, that person is so strange. I heard he doesn't take off his mask when sleeping at night!"

"It is said that that man caught two assassins on the first night he came here. Oh my god, he is so skilled! No wonder the prince can treat him as a distinguished guest."

Meng Nishang was not interested in him. Besides, business discussions were her husband's business, and she, a female family member, had no need to get involved.

"I need to meet the person behind Longyue Pavilion."

Just when Meng Nichang was being supported by the maid and turned around to leave, Zhao'er's words broke into her mind.

Zhaoer said that he wanted to get in touch with the master of Longyue Pavilion.

"Why are you here watching fish alone, sir?"

The man didn't take her for granted. He was wearing a gorgeous mask and couldn't see his face clearly, but the look he gave her frightened Meng Nichang.

That feeling of déjà vu...

It was like the way the front-end princess Lan Congrong, who she had dreamed about countless nights, turned to look at her while holding the "missing" child.

Why does she feel like retribution is coming?

Could it be that the person in front of him is the "missing" child?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

It was absolutely impossible for the one she personally supervised back then to still be alive!

"Princess, the master of Longyue Pavilion supports so many children for free, what do you think it is for?"

"for what?"

"To choose an heir."

The man wearing a mask and a black robe seemed to be in a good mood, playing with the gold and silver he had just deceived from her.

Heir?

"His Royal Highness is so handsome and capable. He is exactly the child that the Pavilion Master likes."

"Why should I trust you?"

The man casually scattered the jewelry on the ground and raised his hand slightly.

In a few breaths, all the secret guards following this man lost their lives, and even the maids didn't know when they fainted.

Alone, Meng Nishang fell to the ground, looking up at the face that was tightly covered by the mask with fear.

She had a hunch that if she told this matter, she would definitely have to meet Lan Yurong, a short-lived ghost, and her unlucky son.

The person in front of her would never let her go because of her status as Princess Duan, and it was even more impossible for her to hold back just because this was Prince Duan's palace.

He is simply a wild wolf!

He is a madman!

"Why?"

The man seemed to have heard something funny.

"Princess, I am a businessman. I only like value exchange. I hate fighting and killing the most."

Meng Nishang swallowed hard.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants power, and I want money. That's why I came here."

So why don't you compete yourself?

"As for me, I hate trouble."

The man put his hood up.

Even though his face was covered tightly, Meng Nichang could still feel that the other person was smiling.

"Princess, think about it carefully. Oh, by the way, the Pavilion Master only likes children without fathers."

He was asking her to make her choice.

Choose the man she worked so hard to be with, or the child she raised little by little during her ten-month pregnancy.

He was forcing her to make a choice.

The next day, Meng Nishang screened away everyone and went to the place where the man temporarily stayed.

"I figured it out."

"What has the princess thought about?"

"Your question yesterday."

The man smiled: "What's the problem? I don't remember much."

A slender hand reached out to fill Meng Nichang's tea.

Meng Nishang tried to tell his approximate age from these hands, but found that she could not remember the shape of his hands.

"I have decided who I will choose."