My Lady Is Not A Demon

How can a person who has been dead for so long be resurrected?

Of course, for Chen Mu, who experienced the case of Mu Xiang'er before and later in the Pingyang Palace, the resurrection of the dead is nothing new now.

But the resurrection of an ordinary merchant is simply nonsense.

Chen Mu had never met Meng Yanqing's husband. After all, when Ah Wei was ten years old, he jumped off the cliff with a ‘leap of faith’.

But according to what Awei said in the past, his father was an ordinary merchant.

He leaves early and returns late on weekdays, and rarely speaks.

Especially for his son, he basically doesn't care about it, he is simply not his own.

Zhang Awei also complained about this father.

Especially after the merchants lost the family property through gambling, they saw that their mother was struggling to support the family, while his father was still out, and resented him even more.

"The concubine saw him here."

Meng Yanqing stopped and said, pointing to a stall of noodle dolls on the opposite side. "He was in front of the stall at the time, and his concubine thought he was wrong at first, but he really looked too much."

Chen Mu frowned and walked over with the woman.

He still knows this person's stall.

I squeezed three dolls here yesterday. As a result, there was a Shura scene incident after I went back, and then I slapped it.

"Guest, you are here."

The old craftsman in front of the stall suddenly saw Chen Muhou's eyes bright.

After all, such handsome and temperamental people are rare, especially after pinching an adult doll like the other person yesterday, he was eaten by a girl who doesn't speak virtue.

"Is this your wife?"

Looking at the beautiful woman beside Chen Mu, the old man was amazed.

I remembered that Chen Mu seemed to have said yesterday that he would bring a lady to squeeze the doll, but I did not expect it to be brought here, and the lady is so beautiful.

A thumbs up could not help: "Mr. and Mrs. are really talented and beautiful, golden boys and beautiful girls."

"It's not... me and him..."

Meng Yanqing blushed and wanted to explain, Chen Mu asked faintly: "Is anyone kneading a face doll with you today?"

The old craftsman was startled and smiled: "Every day there are a lot of customers who look for the old man to make face dolls."

"Describe you."

Chen Mu said to Meng Yanqing, picking up a puppet and playing with it.

Meng Yanqing nodded her head and began to gesture with the old craftsman: "It's just this tall, looks a little thin, and has darker skin. There is a maroon birthmark on the lower side of his left cheek, about the size of a coin..."

Listening to Meng Yanqing's description, the image of her ex-husband appeared in Chen Mu's mind.

Just an ordinary frustration.

The thought of such a beautiful and charming woman being hugged to sleep by the other side for many years, Chen Mu felt sour...I never hugged it.

No wonder he can give birth to a mediocre guy like Zhang Awei.

"It seems... there is such a person."

The old craftsman squinted his eyes and thought, "But the old man can't say the details, it's almost the same as what you described, madam."

Meng Yanqing's face turned pale, and the blue veins on the back of the hand that fisted up the powder fist appeared.

Sure enough, she was right.

... That person is exactly like Xiaowei's father.

Chen Mu was also quite surprised at this moment: "Old man, are you sure that the person is similar to what she described?"

The old craftsman smiled and said, "Old man, I am good at recognizing people. After squeezing the face dolls for so many years, I always have a better memory."

Chen Mu looked confused.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, there will be exactly the same people appearing?

He looked at the nervous woman, patted her on the fragrant shoulder, and said to the old man, "Whose face puppet did he pinch with you, is it his own?"

"Actually is not, pinched a woman, and it's pretty," the old man said.

Meng Yanqing's body was shocked, and she subconsciously thought it was herself.

But when I thought that I was standing in front of the old man now, if it was her, the old man would definitely know him, and he was slightly relieved.

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Old man, can you do us a favor and pinch out that woman's doll."

"This won't work!"

Upon hearing this, the old man refused.

The vicissitudes of Fangzheng's face carried a wave of righteousness:

"Doing business is about integrity. How can information about customers be disclosed casually? You are humiliating the old man's character."

Snapped!

An ingot of silver fell on the table.

The old craftsman was silent for a moment, and a chrysanthemum-like smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It's accurate to see people."

"The two guests wait a moment, I'll pinch it out immediately."

Without saying anything, the old man picked up the tool and began to squeeze the face doll, and put the silver coin into the purse.

About twenty minutes or so, an exquisite faceless man appeared in front of the two of them.

She is a beautiful woman.

Coquettish appearance and graceful posture.Although there is always a gap between the noodle doll and the real person, it can still be distinguished roughly by the five senses.

Looking at a somewhat familiar face, Chen Mu flashed in his mind a very charming and eager woman—Hong Zhuer, the concubine of the owner of the Good Luck Gambling House.

Like, it really looks like that woman.

Since Father Fang was arrested last time, he has never seen this seductive Fox Spirit again.

The gambling shop opened normally.

It's strange, why a person who looks similar to Awei's father is connected with a woman like Hong Zhu'er.

"Do you know her?"

Seeing Chen Mu's expression different, Meng Yanqing asked softly.

Chen Mu nodded and said, "Go, let's find a teahouse to talk to you. I have been with you for such a long way. My legs are a bit weak now, and I have to rest for a while."

"You don't seem to have a good spirit today." Meng Yanqing said with concern. "Are you okay? Didn't you rest well last night?"

Chen Mu touched his nose: "It's okay."

Yesterday, it was a bit crazy, it was really emptied.

The two found a restaurant.

Chen Mu deliberately picked a position on the third floor near the railing, blowing a soft cool breeze, rubbing his legs and said: "I saw this woman at the Good Luck Gambling House. At that time, Zhang Awei was the one who caused trouble to save the little girl. ."

"Good Luck Gambling..."

A little sadness appeared in Meng Yanqing's beautiful eyes, apparently remembering that her husband had destroyed the family and died because of gambling.

She frowned: "Can you find it?"

Chen Mu stared at her in surprise: "You shouldn't be feeling unhappy with your ex-husband, right?"

Meng Yanqing's cheeks reddened, and her red lips opened up to say something, and finally sighed, "Chen Mu, what kind of woman do you think I am."

What kind of woman?

In the past, Chen Mu would definitely be babbled, but now in the sage mode, he really has no motivation to molest, and he casually said: "Walking bottle."

"..."

Beautiful eyes glared at the other person, and Meng Yanqing smiled bitterly: "Actually, I am a very ordinary and realistic woman.

I liked waywardness when I was young, and fantasies when I grew up.

Obviously, I was thinking of marrying a very handsome and handsome husband, but when it came time to find a rich man, it was nothing more than fear of living a hard life.

In fact, I understand that my ex-husband couldn't afford to look at me.

Even though he never hit me, he never scolded me, and he asked me to wear and drink at will, but his eyes...

It's like looking at a low-level species, full of disdain. "

Meng Yanqing tried to think about all the things she had with her ex-husband, but in the end found that only those eyes were the most memorable for her.

She dared not look at each other every time.

Meng Yanqing sighed, her beautiful eyes blurred and sad:

"You can't feel that kind of feeling, it's as if I'm a doll, and he's a bystander, looking at me playfully.

After marrying him, I tried hard to be a good wife and tried to correct his impression.

But in the end it was the same, his eyes never changed.

Indifference, disdain, contempt, teasing...

The most ridiculous thing is that he didn't even show me desire in his eyes. Sometimes I wondered if I was a woman. "

Listening to the beautiful woman's account, Chen Mu looked strange.

This is too much.

Even if Meng Yanqing at that time did not have the top charm that she is so familiar with now, but after all, she is a beauty, how could someone not dare to be interested in her.

Unless that stuff is a eunuch or a woman.

Moreover, even eunuchs have a desire for beautiful women.

It must be the psychological problem of this woman Meng Yanqing. She had too much inferiority, so she felt that her ex-husband was always ignoring her.

If you really ignore it, how did Ah Wei come from?

I can't jump out of the stone.

Chen Mu said softly and comforted: "I know you can't let go of your ex-husband in your heart, but people want to look forward after all. The man sitting in front of you at this moment may be the starting point of your happiness."

Meng Yanqing was also accustomed to the other party's jokes, and brushed the hair beside her ears with her bare hands, with a quiet tone:

"It's not that I can't let it go. In fact, when it comes to real feelings, there is always no. He does his business and I stay at home. Sometimes when he goes out to purchase items, he doesn't even come back for more than half a month. How does my husband's feelings go? nourish.

Of course, I also understand his difficulties. After all, he has to support his family, so I try hard to do a good job as a wife.

After he fell into gambling and lost his family fortune, I never complained and wanted to cheer him up.

After having a child, I understand a lot and understand a lot of truths. If a home can be complete, even if it is harder, how can it be?

Feelings can be cultivated slowly. pity……"

At this point, tears flickered in the corner of the woman's eyes.

Recalling that when I first saw the terrible corpse of my ex-husband, my whole person seemed to be numb.

sad? helpless? At a loss?

She didn't know what her emotions were at the time.

Obviously he tried very hard to change the image in his mind, and he was willing to accompany him through the difficulties, so why did he give up?

Crystal clear tears rolled down slowly along the tender cheeks.

Chen Mu reached out and stroked her tears, and sighed:

"Don't think about it too much. Your ex-husband knows well. It will definitely be very gratifying to see that you, Awei, and Xiao Xuan'er have a healthy life."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Meng Yanqing's lips: "You don't understand, I'm just a little unwilling."

She can clearly prove that she can be a good wife, but why the other party is not willing to wait more.

After so many years, I thought I had let go of this heart disease.

But seeing the person who was similar to the ex-husband, unconsciously, ‘that pair of eyes’ appeared in his mind—that pair of disdainful and mocking eyes.

Realizing that the woman was feeling lonely at this time, Chen Mu grabbed her jade hand: "I will accompany you to find it."

However, Meng Yanqing shook his head: "No more."

"Huh? Not looking for it?"

Chen Mu unexpectedly looked at the woman who seemed a little relieved, "Are you sure?"

Meng Yanqing said: "My ex-husband has already died, and I accepted this result. Now it's just a sudden emotion. What can I do if I find it? After all, it's not my ex-husband. And...I'm a little scared."

Fear……

Chen Mu squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't you think that your ex-husband might be resurrected? Are you a child?"

Meng Yanqing blushed slightly, her eyes softly looking at Chen Mu: "I know I'm stupid, I'm just afraid..."

The woman did not continue.

But Chen Mu could read some information from the other's eyes.

Now this beautiful woman has a good impression under his constant harassment and verbal provocation. If the ex-husband is really resurrected, for him, it would be disgusting to eat flies.

For Meng Yanqing, it is also a tragic problem.

So she suddenly saw a person who looked similar to her ex-husband. In addition to being emotional, she was afraid.

"With me, even if your ex-husband is really resurrected, I will blow him up!"

Chen Mu's tone was overbearing.

To grab a woman from daddy is to crawl out of the King Yama temple and press it back for you!

Listening to Chen Mu's domineering remarks, Meng Yanqing's nervous and frightened heart calmed down a lot, showing a smile, inexplicably remembering the "sister-in-law" that Awei called yesterday.

At that time... she didn't seem to be angry either.

But you still have to smoke!

During the conversation between the two of them, Chen Mu found that the number of pedestrians on the street began to gradually decrease, and the street stalls did not know when they began to withdraw.

In the fresh air, there seems to be a unique coolness.

Pieces of withered leaves fell slowly.

At first, Chen Mu didn't care, but as the street became more deserted, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He stared at the dead leaves carefully, with a sense of sight, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"One leaf is blind!"

Chen Mu's nerves suddenly tightened, and subconsciously pulled Meng Yanqing to his side, staring at the surrounding nervously.

When a killer assassinated Yun Zhiyue that day, he used this trick to completely isolate outsiders' sight and form a barrier.

As a result, he couldn't find it for the first time, and almost watched Yun Zhiyue blew himself up.

I didn't expect to see this spell again at this moment.

what happened?

The girl Su Qiao'er just reminded me, but did an assassin really come to kill me?

At this moment, Chen Mu's eyes suddenly noticed that in the corner of the third floor, a man in Tsing Yi was drinking tea slowly, with a calm expression.

The other guests were all cut off by the one-leaf blindfold spell, but he was unaffected.

"Don't move, something is wrong!"

Chen Mu took out the Shark Tooth Broadsword, held Meng Yanqing tightly in his arms, and said to the woman who wanted to break free.

The woman was taken aback, looking at Chen Mu's serious and solemn expression, she did not dare to move.

Smelling the warm breath of the man, I only felt that his body was a little weak, his heartbeat was fast, and his white neck was flushed.

Chen Mu stared out of the street while watching the man in Tsing Yi.

The man looks ordinary, with a layer of scum on his cheeks. The rough-skinned face was covered with vicissitudes and dusty colors that were not commensurate with his age.

At first glance, it looks like a passerby, without any characteristics.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that he has a unique aloof temperament in him——

It's like autumn leaves scorched by the sun throughout the summer.

The vicissitudes of life are full of charm.

While observing, a carriage with extremely fine decoration drove slowly from the side of the street, leaving a shallow wheel mark on the flat and clean avenue.

There are many guards in martial suits around to protect, all of them are masters.

West Factory?

Seeing the service on the guards, Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

It is the guard of the West Factory.

Feeling the icy breath exuding from these guards, Chen Mu stared at the luxurious carriage and muttered to himself:

"Who is from Xichang in the carriage?"

At this time, he had realized that maybe the target of the killer was not him.

It's the person in the carriage.

Chen Mu tightly hugged Meng Yanqing's plump waist and moved back three steps, staring at the man in Tsing Yi from the outset, focusing on the carriage.

call out!A feather arrow struck from the air like lightning, uttered a whistling sound, and shot at the luxurious carriage.

Sure enough, it was the person in the carriage!

A sharp light burst into Chen Mu's eyes.

When the feather arrow with its powerful aura was about to approach the carriage, it seemed to have hit something, suddenly turned into a ball of dust, and burst open immediately.

At the same time, a translucent mask appeared from around the carriage.

protecting mask!

call out! call out! call out!

There are arrows again, sweeping away like rain, whizzing in the whistling wind, and the whole street is completely enveloped by a dark atmosphere.

"Enemy attack!"

After the first arrow appeared, these Xichang guards were shocked to defend, and instantly spread out to form a shield.

The power contained in the arrow was extremely fierce, directly overturning several shields.

The sharp point of the arrow pierced the shield, and flowers of miserable blood bloomed on the guard's chest, accompanied by screams.

Chen Mu watched quietly, but didn't have the idea of ​​going out to help.

Let's not talk about the relationship between him and Xichang. At this moment, he is holding a woman in his arms, so there is no time to be nosy.

What's more, there is another person in the teahouse--

Chen Mu glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, who was still drinking leisurely, as if he hadn't heard the sound of fighting outside.

Boom!

The violent vibration once again attracted Chen Mu's gaze.

I saw those arrows that were like rainstorms all turned into powder, and the round and round arcs were loyal to the carriage, spreading like corrugated boards.

Several guards lay beside the carriage.

One of them covered his bloody neck, still struggling.

But the other guards of the West Factory had no time to take care of their companions. They pulled out their long swords to surround the carriage, looked at the surroundings vigilantly, with a cold and calm expression.

"The castrated dog Yu Shaoqin, come out and die!"

The roar of anger sounded like thunder, and the flags and trees all over the street were swayed.

More than a dozen figures rushed out of the restaurants on both sides, rushing to the carriage with cold weapons, and fighting with the guards.

Yu Shaoqin?

After hearing this name, Chen Mu's heart was shaken, and he understood who was in the carriage.

Yu Shaoqin, Governor of the West Factory!

After the death of the first emperor, Xichang was suppressed by the Queen Mother, even to a precarious point.

At that time, Yu Shaoqin took over as the governor of the West Factory and stabilized the situation.

It wasn't until it was reused by His Majesty that the West Factory completely stood firm and began to develop.

Although not as good as the current Charon, it also helped His Majesty control a lot of resources in the Central Government, and the power should not be underestimated.

The fierce fighting on the streets has reached a white-hot stage.

Although the dozen or so assassins were advanced in Cultivation Base, they were still in a stalemate in the face of the masters of the West Factory.

"Give me some strength, brothers."

Out of a sense of disgust for Xichang, Chen Mu, as a court official, now silently cheered the assassins.

I even want to give each of these guys a Snickers.

He glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, who was still drinking tea on his own.

Huh!

At this moment, a sharp sound suddenly came from the sky, the surrounding air buzzed and howled, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply like cold.

Above the carriage, a figure fell from the sky and pierced straight down!

The power of terror permeates everyone's heart.

It was a thin man in black.

Crimson's long sword pierced through the layers of the shield, and under the vast killing intent, it directly broke the protective shield that was condensed by the magic talisman outside the carriage.

In the rumbling sound, the roof of the carriage was torn apart, and the entire carriage wall burst into fragments.

The people in the carriage were also visible.

He is quite handsome.

Slightly pale face, graceful and luxurious, with sloppy eyes, with a feminine beauty, but not too feminine and disgusting.

The slanting look of all eyes was arrogant, with a bit of coldness in Confucianism.

Yu Shaoqin, Governor of the West Factory!

Perceiving the terrifying killing intent coming from the sky, Governor Yu Nong Ruo Mo Fen's eyebrows suddenly raised, and the corners of his lips pressed slightly.

He stretched out his white jade hand.

A light wave!

The extremely overbearing and powerful Spirit Power is like a torrential waterfall flying straight down, directly tearing the attacking Sword Qi into countless pieces.

The black killer tipped his toes and rolled over and landed in front of the carriage.

Those cold eyes seemed to glow with faint ghost fire, staring coldly at the indifferent Yu Governor.

"Who are you?" Governor Yu asked.

The killer held the scarlet long sword in his hand and sneered: "I am the chief arrester of Chen Mu at the six doors. Today, I made a special trip to take your eunuch's life!"

Chen Mu: "..."

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