Mencius disappeared.

She hasn't seen her back since she left this morning.

At first, we didn't notice it. We didn't see anyone until the evening.

Sima Jingxuan was immediately worried: "I went out in the morning. It's almost evening. Now you come and tell me that she's missing?"

He's almost mad at these wine bags. Didn't he say to let them watch Ziqi well? Why can't you see people!

"Does anyone know where she is going today?"

All the people in the room were silent. They didn't even dare to breathe.

Sima Jing hung the glass and threw it on the ground. "So you don't even know where she's going?"

The housekeeper said cautiously, "the Lord asked me to calm down. I thought Meng Ziyu might know something."

"Then what are you doing here? Don't go and find Meng Ziyu!"

Meng Ziyu was brought in. She knelt on the ground and trembled and said, "I'll see you, master."

"Mencius Yuben asked you, do you know where Ziqi went today?"

Meng Ziyu lowered her head and a trace of malice flashed in her eyes. Mencius period, Mencius period again!

Why can everyone's eyes only see her? I'm a hundred times better than her!

"Go back to the Lord, I don't know."

Sima Jingxuan sneered: "you live with her. Don't you know where she has gone?"

Meng Ziyu felt uncomfortable and his tone of voice became sour: "Lord, sister, she is already an adult. You don't need to report what you do, and you don't look at her all the time. If you really want to know, you might as well send someone to check it!"

Sima Jing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, really?"

Although Meng Ziyu looked calm on the surface at the moment, he was very uneasy in his heart.

She secretly met Sima Jue two days ago. Sima Jingxuan humiliated her so much that day. Of course, she wanted to avenge herself.

And she thought about it. Only crown prince Sima Jue could deal with Sima Jing hanging.

It happened that Sima Jue had never forgotten Mencius since he met her in the palace.

So he asked Mencius Yu to find a way to let Mencius leave the palace. In this way, he naturally had an opportunity.

Although Meng Ziyu was angry that Sima Jue also fell in love with her sister, Sima Jue did exactly what she wanted.

As long as there is no Mencius period, over time, she will be able to sit in the position of Princess Ning.

She finally took the opportunity to let Mencius leave the house today. I don't think Sima Jue will be exposed so easily.

Meng Ziyu said she didn't know the whereabouts of Mencius, but Sima Jingxuan didn't believe a word.

Just try it.

He winked at the man next to him, who came over with a long snake in his hand.

Meng Ziyu looked frightened: "king, Lord, what are you doing?"

"He will put the snake in your clothes and tie up your cuffs with ropes. As for what will happen, I think you will know later."

Meng Ziyu shook his head madly: "no, no! No!"

Sima Jing said faintly, "I will give you another chance. Do you know where Ziqi has gone?"

Mencius Yudu was almost frightened to cry. She quickly nodded: "I know, I just say!"

……

Stay away.

During Mencius period, all limbs were tied to the bed and the clothes were messy. It can be seen that there was a fierce struggle with people.

She went shopping and was surrounded by a group of people before she went far.

Mencius Qi fought with them. In fact, those smelly fish and rotten shrimp are not her opponents.

But they quietly put soft tendons on their clothes, and Mencius soon became powerless. Then you don't know anything.

Sima Jue came in from the outside. Mencius looked at him and frowned, "it's you."

"Yes, it's me. Did I surprise you?"

Sima Jue sat by the bed and gently stroked Mencius Qi's face.

"I've been thinking about you since I saw you in the Palace last time. That's why I'm trying to invite you here this time."

Mencius shook his hand and said sarcastically, "the way you invite people is really special."

Sima Jue ignored her sarcasm and just smiled and said, "how about following me? It's much better to follow me than to follow the mirror hanging. You can enjoy your wealth and glory."

Mencius did not speak, but closed his eyes.

She knows very well that people like Sima Jue can't like her because she's the one who hangs Sima's mirror.

Sima Jue would snatch anything hanging from Sima's mirror.

He is just a desire to conquer. He hopes to hang Sima's mirror under his feet in any way.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Sima Jue smiled evil: "if you don't speak, I'll take it as your default?"

Mencius suddenly opened his eyes and burst out a sharp light: "I will only have one master in this life."

It has nothing to do with loyalty, just want to stay with someone.

Although she also knew that there was an insurmountable gap between herself and that person.

But she still wanted to be closer to him, closer.

Sima Jue's face changed slightly and he said in a deep voice, "you're toasting and not being punished!"

He is the prince, high above the throne. I don't know how many people are praying for his mercy, even her sister, who flatters herself.

Why is she exceptional?

Sima Jue has never forced anyone, but this time he wants to try. Although the melon is not sweet, at least he has eaten it, hasn't he?

Sima Jue stretched out his hand and tore open Mencius' clothes. Mencius was not as frightened as ordinary women, but very calm.

"Let me go when you get what you want," she said.

Sima Jue approached slowly, but suddenly there was a sound of riots outside.

He felt angry. Who was it that broke his good deeds at such a time!

He went out angrily. He saw many people in black aunt's clothes and green faced tusk masks fighting with the bodyguard in the courtyard.

"Who the hell are you!"

A long sword came at him with a sharp killing intention, and Sima Jue hurried to avoid it.

The visitor seems to have a deep hatred with him. All the moves are killing moves.

Sima Jue couldn't help wondering. It seemed that he had never offended any Jianghu snobs in his memory. Where did these people come from?

The long sword cut Sima Jue's arm and blood flowed.

Sima Jue covered his arm, clenched his teeth and asked, "your sudden visit must leave your name."

The wind rattled the robes.

The man was holding a long sword and his voice was as cold as ice: "hell flows fire."