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

Chapter 302 "Did you kill my child?"

Somehow, even though there were so many lanterns lit in the room, Meng Nichang still felt fuzzy in her heart.

Strange, is it because of the rain?

Meng Nishang didn't like rain. Rainy days were very suitable for assassins to sneak into Prince Duan's Mansion, and it was extremely easy to cover up the traces of their visit.

Meng Nishang didn't like this feeling of lack of safety.

"Maybe I feel this way after watching his death."

Meng Nishang stared blankly at the candlelight for a while, attributing her uneasiness to the fact that she saw with her own eyes how Murong Hongyuan was stabbed to death by her Zhao'er.

The impact of people dying in front of her was too great.

"No, what am I afraid of? I never deceived Murong Hongyuan from beginning to end. I never said that Zhao'er was his child. It was he who acquiesced that Zhao'er was his child. How can he blame me?"

"As for Zhaoer killing him, it wasn't me who killed him. What does he have to blame me for? If I hadn't done business with the gods, how could he have such an outstanding child as Zhaoer? How could Prince Duan's Mansion be like this? good?"

Meng Nishang murmured to herself for a moment, finally overcoming her inner uneasiness.

What worries her?

She didn't feel sorry for Murong Hongyuan!

She has truly loved him for so many years, and now she has to remain a widow for him!

"It's okay, Zhao'er will send the maid back tomorrow."

Meng Nishang closed her eyes peacefully.

The guards of Prince Duan's Mansion can still trust him.

Meng Nishang felt that she had had a long dream.

In her dream, she still looked like she had just married Murong Hongyuan, wandering alone in the flower-filled garden.

What made Meng Nishang confirm that she was dreaming and the time of dreaming was the jasmine flowers everywhere in the garden.

Jasmine was that woman's favorite flower, and the jasmine flowers in the garden were the result of Murong Hongyuan's previous attempt to trick that woman's natal family into refusing to marry him.

Meng Nichang remembered that she had been angry for a while because of this thing at first, but because she had not figured out Lan Congrong's temper and Murong Hongyuan's attitude towards this noble woman who could bring him benefits, she could only put her dissatisfaction aside For the time being, I suppressed it in my heart and endured that the garden was full of eyesores.

Recalling this, Meng Nishang reached out and picked out the most blooming jasmine flower and put it in her hand. She looked at it carefully for a moment and then crushed it in a good mood.

So what if it drives well?

In the end, he didn't just disappear from Prince Duan's palace without a trace like the woman who liked it.

The missing jasmine flower picked by Meng Nishang soon sprouted new flowers, which were exactly the same as the one she had just picked.

Meng Nishang:......

Tsk, what a disgusting dream.

Just as annoying as that woman.

Meng Nishang left the jasmine flower in front of her that was an eyesore and straightened up, looking up at the sunshine in the sky.

Since it was a dream, would others appear in her dream?

If someone else is in her dream, wouldn't she be able to treat them casually?

It seems like a good dream.

Should she go and see Murong Hongyuan when he was young?

After all, during this period of time, she really loved him. Now she wanted to see Murong Hongyuan during that period to see if she still had the same flutter when she saw him now, to verify these things. Who changed his mind first in the past year?

He should have changed his mind first, otherwise why would she still dream about him?

Unfortunately, things were different from what Meng Nichang thought.

In the dream, Prince Duan's Mansion was so quiet that not even a cicada could be found, let alone Murong Hongyuan in his youth.

"So boring."

Meng Nishang kicked a stone on the ground, and the stone rolled into the grass on the roadside.

This dream was really strange. Nothing happened in the dream, and no one else appeared.

She could even move around in her dream at will, as if she were not dreaming at all.

"Am I really dreaming?"

But if she was really dreaming, how could she explain that she could now move around as she pleased when she was awake?

Could it be that the long period of time before her was just a dream? !

And now she wakes up from the dream and returns to reality? !

This conjecture was so outrageous that Meng Nichang felt like she had been frightened out of her wits.

There is something wrong with the fact that there is no one in Prince Duan's Mansion. How could this be reality?

If in reality, flowers could grow immediately after being picked, she, Meng Nichang, could develop some sideline business in Prince Duan's Mansion!

Speaking of which, she had just visited Prince Duan's Mansion, but had not gone to that place yet.

She did not go to her compound.

It is not correct to say that it is her courtyard. After all, at this time in the dream, the courtyard still belonged to that woman.

Maybe the breakthrough is there.

Meng Nishang considers herself a smart person. Except for Zhao'er who makes her act impulsively, most of the time she can accurately grasp the breaking point of a difficult situation.

Since she came here because she slept there, she could sleep there and go back.

She is so smart!

Anyway, even if it doesn't succeed, she has nothing to lose.

Meng Nishang lifted up her skirt and ran towards her own courtyard in reality.

"Huh? Is the road so long?"

After walking for a long time, Meng Nichang suddenly stopped and looked back hesitantly when she realized something was wrong.

The road we came from disappeared into the thick fog at some point, and we couldn't see anything clearly.

Meng Nishang took a tentative step back, but almost missed the step.

"what--"

We can only move forward.

Meng Nishang swallowed her saliva as she looked at the increasingly thick gray mist in front of her.

She didn't know why she felt so upset.

The feeling was exactly the same as before she fell asleep.

No matter, this is her dream, can it still harm her?

Even if something really happened, it was just a dream. When she woke up, she was still the glorious Princess Duan.

Oh no, Zhao'er is about to take the throne now, so as Zhao'er's biological mother, isn't she the biological mother of the current King Duan?

This is much more advanced than the original title of Princess Duan.

In the past, she could only rely on Murong Hongyuan. Even if he doted on her because of the help of the gods, it could not change the fact that she could only live in the backyard of Prince Duan's Mansion.

But things are different now.

The current King Duan is her flesh and blood.

"I guess I'm about to wake up, so it's starting to get blurry here?"

Meng Nishang struggled for a long time and chose to move forward.

This time, she quickly saw the entrance to the courtyard. Meng Nishang's eyes lit up, and she ran over without caring about her image, taking three steps at a time.

From a distance, Meng Nishang saw a familiar figure sitting in the small pavilion in the yard.

It must be that woman!

Great, she and Lan Yurong had been superficial sisters for a long time when they first came here, and now is when their relationship is at its best.

At least that stupid beauty with no scheming ideas thinks she has the best relationship.

"Ah Rong! Ah Rong!"

The woman who looked exactly the same as in his memory turned around and immediately laughed when he saw her. He tilted his head and watched her running towards him.

Meng Nishang smiled and ran to sit in front of her, took her hand and murmured: "Ah Rong, I was really shocked. I didn't know that there was such a thing in Prince Duan's Mansion, there was no one there! Those dog slaves just bullied me It's the common people who ganged up to bully me! Ah Rong, you have to find time to punish them severely, they are just a bunch of stuff for free!"

Usually at this time, Lan Yurong would gently comfort her, but for some reason, she just tilted her head and looked at her with a smile.

Her hands are so cold, is it because she was in a dream?

"Ah Rong, why don't you speak."

"Child, where are you?"

Meng Nishang: What?

"What child? Isn't the child in your belly?"

"Child, where are you?"

Meng Nichang finally felt something strange on the other side, and hurriedly shook off her hand and stood up. She was horrified by Lan Congrong's direct eyes, and stammered to make up for it: "Child, where is the child? Ah Rong, are you right? Are you crazy about having children?”

Meng Nishang backed away as she spoke, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Lan Congrong still sat there and looked at her quietly, with a creepy smile on her face.

Okay, now, you can run now.

Just when Meng Nishang turned around to escape, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed her neck, slowly lifting her up.

"My child, you killed my child!"