Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Meng'er!" The Xian King suddenly yelled, and then hugged Nalan Meng tightly, regretful in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you did so much for me, I didn't know you were so kind to me. How could you Why don't you say it sooner? If you say it earlier, things won't turn out like this..."

Zhishu wiped away his tears, and said coldly: "Your Highness, you didn't believe the princess, even if she told you, you wouldn't believe it, so the princess didn't let me tell you."

King Xian's eyes were tearful and in great pain, "I believe it now, I believe it now...Meng'er, wake up quickly, no matter what happens in the future, I will always believe in you..."

"It's late! Your Highness, our princess is really sad. She has to use her own death to gain your trust. If it were Princess Li, would you do this?" Zhishu said, tears falling silently poured out.

The virtuous king stood there in a daze, speechless.

At this time, Uncle Fu stared at the Xian Wang angrily, and said coldly: "Your Highness, the most feared thing between people is the lack of trust. The reason why you and the princess are in trouble is because you don't trust her! So , The death of the princess was also caused by you, you killed her!"

Hearing this, King Xian stood up suddenly and hit the pillar in front of him with his fist.

His fist was instantly stained red by a stream of blood, but he didn't feel any pain.

Pointing at himself, he said sharply: "Yes, you are right! All of this is my fault! It's all my fault that I didn't trust Meng'er, and it became like this!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the dark sky in the distance, and said with great self-reproach, "Chu Liuyun, Chu Liuyun, you really deserve to die! It's all your fault for being indecisive and indecisive, and you killed two women at once. Liu'er For you, she escaped into the empty door, the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, and was alone; Meng'er drank poisonous wine for you, her heart was broken, and she would never wake up again. The most abominable thing is you, you are really a villain, you will live in this world to the end What's the use? What's the use?"

The virtuous king roared mournfully, his heart felt as if a knife had been twisted, and his grief came from it.

He failed two good women, one became a monk for him and the other died for him.

If it wasn't for his indecision and unsteady mind, he wouldn't have harmed the two women.

Especially, he killed Meng'er, such a good woman.

Seeing King Xian's self-reproach, Zhishu couldn't help but said: "His Royal Highness, please express your condolences! Our princess must have a spirit in heaven, and I don't want you to suffer so much!"

Hearing the voice of His Royal Highness, the Xian King suddenly shook his head in despair, "Don't call me His Royal Highness, I will enter the palace to resign in a few days, and I never want to be this prince again."

"Why? Your Highness, why did you do this?" Zhishu asked in disbelief.

Everyone wanted to fight for the crown prince's position, yet the virtuous king wanted to resign.

King Xian walked up to Nalan Meng, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said with a wry smile: "Meng'er is gone, what's the point of me arguing about it?"

He's tired, and he doesn't want to fight for power anymore!

He still likes to be a virtuous king like a wild crane, and likes to be his former self.

He murmured: "After I finish burying Meng'er, I will enter the palace and ask the emperor to resign."

"No, Meng'er is from Donglin. She should return to her hometown and cannot be buried here." At this moment, Nalan Jun suddenly spoke out desolately.

Fu Bo said: "Master Hou, what are you going to do?"

Nalan Jun sighed heavily, and said: "I want to send Meng'er back to Donglin for burial, and let her fall back to her roots, instead of wandering alone outside, we will set off early tomorrow morning."

"Early tomorrow morning? So soon? What about the affairs of Chu State?" Uncle Fu asked in surprise.

Nalan Jun glanced at Nalan Meng's body, then looked at the Xian King, and said sadly, "Chu, this Marquis will never come again!"

Since Meng'er vowed to protect King Xian to the death, how could he stay here and continue to deal with King Xian? Wouldn't this make Meng'er in the ground worry.

Meng'er used her own life to tell him not to let him hurt the virtuous king, then he would obey Meng'er and not kill the virtuous king again.

As for the matter of annexing Chu State, it became more and more difficult to handle under the obstruction of King Xian.

Instead of continuing to invest energy in Chu State, he might as well withdraw his mind and go back to manage Donglin State.

Otherwise, he might lose more.

King Xian was taken aback when he heard Nalan Jun's words.

Nalan Jun What does this mean?

Is he going to give up the annexation of Chu State, is he going to leave?

At this time, Nalan Jun had already crouched down. He looked at Nalan Meng regretfully, and said with a sob, "Meng'er, you have suffered! As a father, I will take you home, and I will take you home early tomorrow morning, okay?" ?”

"You want to take Meng'er back to Donglin? But she is the Crown Princess of Chu State, so she should be buried in Chu State." Xian Wang said coldly.

He also wanted to bury Meng'er and give her a proper funeral.

Nalan Jun said coldly: "Meng'er is my daughter, of course I want to take her back. Besides, when she was alive, did you regard her as your princess?"

"..." King Xian was stunned, speechless for a moment.

Yes, when Meng'er was alive, he didn't care much about her, so how dare he ask for her burial?

He doesn't deserve it at all.

At this time, Lord Nalan looked at Sang Li behind him, and said, "Sang Li, take the Princess back to the inn."

"Yes, Lord Hou." After Sang Li answered sadly and angrily, he immediately stepped forward, hugged Nalan Meng in his arms, and was about to go outside.

Seeing this, King Xian hurriedly staggered after him, "Meng'er, don't go, Meng'er..."

"His Royal Highness, please stop. If you have never loved him before you were alive, then you don't have to be hypocritical after death." Sang Li said coldly.

At this moment, he was very angry and hated, and wanted to kill King Xian.

But he kept in mind the princess' last words, knowing that the princess wanted to protect the virtuous king most, so he suppressed the anger in his heart.

He doesn't want to stay here anymore, he is afraid that if he stays any longer, he will not be able to resist attacking King Xian.

At this time, Lord Nalan looked at the Xian King and said, "I will listen to Meng'er, leave Chu, and you can do it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves coldly and walked out uncomfortable.

Sang Li followed with Nalan Meng in his arms, and Zhishu also followed after taking a look at King Xian.

"Meng'er..." King Xian followed quickly, wanting to take another look at Nalan Meng, but Sang Li had already left quickly, not giving him a chance.

In the end, King Xian had no choice but to watch Nalan Jun and others leave with Nalan Meng.

After everyone left, the Prince's Mansion suddenly became very quiet.

The silence in Ting Ya Pavilion was terrible, Xian Wang sat in it slumped by himself, he didn't turn on the lamp, and plunged himself into the darkness.

He sat there dejectedly, feeling empty in his heart, as if a piece had been dug away by someone.

He couldn't believe that the person who was so bright a few days ago suddenly became lifeless.