It was the Tiger Subdue Hall again. The cold and indifferent Meng Qixing was still sitting on the spacious Flying Dragon Seat, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Another shadow guard in black rushed over like a gust of wind. He knelt down on one knee in front of Meng Qixing and said,"Hall Master, the red-robed shadow killer Meng Xiuming has come to report.”
Meng Qi Xing waved his hand, indicating for the Shadow Guards to leave. Meng Xiu Ming had finally returned to report his mission openly.
The door opened and Meng Xiuming walked in. He saw Meng Qixing resting with his eyes closed and did not speak. When Meng Qixing saw Meng Xiuming enter, he said,"Your mission is complete. You're finally back.”
Meng Xiuming knelt down on one knee, and the Phoenix Feather Sword stood at the side. He said,""Yes, this subordinate is here to report. This subordinate has completed the mission.”
"Did you find anything along the way?" asked Meng Qixing.”
Meng Xiuming didn't know what Meng Qixing was referring to, so he said,""This subordinate does not understand."
"I asked you to protect Xiao Yu, what did you find?”Meng Qixing asked.
"No, I didn't find anything.”Meng Xiuming said.
"Oh, really?" Meng Qixing looked very puzzled." Didn't you always want to know your background?”
Meng Xiuming was shocked. So this was what Meng Qixing was referring to. Meng Xiuming said,"Didn't the hall master say not to mention this matter again?”
Meng Qixing walked down from the hall and helped Meng Xiuming up. He said,"But you're unwilling. You've always wanted to know, haven't you?”
Meng Xiuming said," Yes, I have never been able to hide it from the Hall Master's eyes. Since the Hall Master knows about it, Meng Xiuming is willing to be punished."”
Meng Qixing said," I won't punish you. There are some things that you don't understand and you won't give up. I watched you grow up. How can I not know your temper?"”
Meng Xiu Ming didn't know what Meng Qi Xing wanted to do. However, the usually cold and indifferent Meng Qi Xing was very different from usual. He had a very bad feeling.
"Come with me." Meng Qixing said.
Meng Qixing walked out of the Tiger Subdue Hall with Meng Xiuming following behind him. Meng Qixing passed through the Seven Star Plum Garden. The plum blossoms in the Seven Star Plum Garden were blooming brilliantly, like seven cold beauties. They emitted a kind of unyielding personality, as if they did not welcome the disturbance of ordinary people. Only those who understood them could appreciate them, and only those who understood them could appreciate them.
After passing through the Seven Stars Plum Garden, the two of them arrived at the westernmost red floor of the Seven Stars Hall. It looked very deserted, but it was not dilapidated. Meng Qixing did not allow anyone to disturb this place, so Meng Xiuming rarely came to this place. However, today, Meng Qixing brought her to this place.
Meng Qixing opened the door and went straight to the second floor. There were three rooms on the second floor. Meng Qixing opened one of them and said,"Come in."
Meng Xiuming walked in and found that this was a woman's boudoir. There was a small ivory bed with a carved railing, a green gauze curtain, simple mahogany carved furniture, and an exquisite dressing table. Although the back of the bed was very clean, there were traces left behind by time, and it was slightly yellowish.
Meng Xiuming looked around the room. Meng Qixing stood in front of a painting and said,"Come here."
Meng Xiu Ming saw that it was a painting of a woman. The woman in the painting was wearing a white pleated gauze dress. She was tall and exquisite, and her black hair was dyed like ink. Half of it was tied up slightly, and it was scattered around her waist. A jade orchid hairpin was inserted diagonally. Her eyebrows were green without any makeup, and her red lips were not red. Her phoenix-like eyes were lively, and her long eyelashes were slightly curled. Her jade-like nose was exquisite, and she was elegant and refined. It could simply be described as a stunning beauty.
Meng Qixing stood in front of the painting and focused his eyes. Meng Xiuming noticed that there were many paintings of women in the room. Whether it was the smile or the frown, they were all of the same woman. The woman's eyes were filled with gentleness.
Meng Xiuming stared at the woman. Where had he seen this woman before?
It was as if the woman in the painting had come to life. In front of her was a green grassland. The woman was wearing a purple butterfly long dress, looking very dignified. She stretched out her arms and opened her arms to embrace her. She smiled and said,"Little Seven, my Little Seven, come here, come to mother.”
A little girl smiled and threw herself into the woman's arms. She called out sweetly,"Mother, mother."
"Little Seven, you're so obedient. Look at your forehead, it's covered in sweat.”The woman with a gentle smile took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the girl's sweat.
The little girl's smile was very sweet, and the woman's smile was very beautiful. The sunlight was very good, and time stopped.
That scene kept flashing in Meng Xiuming's mind. It was so familiar, but he couldn't remember where it had happened. What did that scene have to do with her? What did the woman in the painting have to do with her? Why was it that there was always that woman smiling and calling out to a little girl, Little Seven, Little Seven again?
Meng Xiu Ming shook his head and snapped out of his reverie. There was no green grass, no running child, no woman in purple. It was still the same room. Meng Qi Xing was still by his side, and the woman in the painting was still smiling gently.
Why did Meng Qixing bring her here?
After a long time, Meng Qixing slowly said,""Xiu Ming, what did you see?"
Meng Xiu Ming replied,"Beauty, a stunning beauty."”
Meng Qixing turned around and stared at Meng Xiuming's face."Didn't you notice that you look a little similar to her?”
"Similar?" Meng Xiuming raised his head in astonishment. That woman's eyes and brows were somewhat similar to his. Could it be that it was because of this Meng Qixing that he tolerated her time and time again?
"You really don't have any impression of her?" Meng Qixing asked.”
When Meng Qixing mentioned the impression of this woman, it kept flashing across Meng Xiuming's mind. Was that woman her?
"I don't recognize her." Meng Xiuming said.”
Meng Qixing closed his eyes as if he had returned to the past and was immersed in his memories. He said faintly,"This woman was the number one beauty of the martial arts world twenty years ago, Liu Ruyan.”
Liu Ruyan. It turned out that this woman was the number one beauty in the martial world, Liu Ruyan, thirty years ago. She was the person Meng Qixing had missed dearly. Meng Xiuming had heard that Liu Ruyan was born into a prestigious family, but she liked to help the poor. She traveled among the people and never received any remuneration for treating the common people. She had a good reputation in Cangzhou and later married Tang Yunhe, the head of the Tang Sect, the leader of the martial arts world. Unexpectedly, eight years later, the Tang Sect was destroyed. Liu Ruyan also died in a fire in the Tang Sect. Even so, Meng Qixing had been unable to forget her for more than ten years. After looking at this woman's painting, it was not difficult to understand why Meng Qi Xing could not forget her. She was really beautiful.
"So she's the number one beauty in the martial arts world, Liu Ruyan. It's really beautiful, worthy of its name." Meng Xiu Ming said. Yan 'er, this name had once appeared in her dreams. Could it be this woman?
"Hall Master, did you bring me here to satisfy my curiosity?”Meng Xiuming looked at Meng Qixing and asked in confusion.
Meng Qixing saw that Meng Xiuming didn't have much of a reaction, so he took a few steps forward. It was another painting of that woman. This was a picture of that woman playing the zither.
Standing in front of the painting, he could almost hear the ethereal sound of the woman's green onion fingers brushing across the strings. The zither was dark red. Meng Xiuming's eyes were fixed on the zither, and three words popped up in his mind. Seven-stringed zither. In her memory, there was a seven-stringed zither that looked exactly like the woman in the painting.
Meng Xiu Ming's breathing began to quicken. Those memories came back to him. It was still that place. A woman was playing a seven-stringed zither. The music was very beautiful. The child beside her was listening to it with great intoxication. The man who came later had a gloomy expression on his face. He asked someone to take the zither away. The woman's smile disappeared, and she hid at the side with the little child in her arms.
"Xiu Ming." Meng Qixing saw Meng Xiuming's unusual behavior and shouted," What's wrong with you?”
Meng Xiuming instantly came back to his senses and said,"This subordinate is fine."
It was as if every painting could evoke Meng Xiuming's memories. However, Meng Xiuming was unable to connect these memories and recall what relationship he had with this woman. However, he felt that he definitely had some connection with the woman in the painting. Otherwise, why would this woman's face appear again and again in his dreams?
"When you were eight years old, I was the one who picked you up and sent you up the snow mountain. When I handed you over to Shang Yun, you lost your memory. You can't remember anything before you were eight years old. I told you that you were an orphan, but you refused to believe me.”Meng Qixing said. He was about to find out about his background. Meng Xiuming didn't know whether he was happy or worried. He felt his heart beating irregularly, and it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
Meng Qixing pointed at the woman in the painting and said," You're Liu Ruyan's daughter."
What? It was like a thunderclap! Meng Xiuming stared at Meng Qixing in astonishment. This stern-faced man was actually Liu Ruyan's daughter and Tang Yunhe's daughter. Since her parents had died in the fire, how was she still alive?
"I'm her daughter. Back then, you saved me because of my mother, right?”Meng Xiuming asked in a daze.
"There have always been many rumors in the martial world about why the Tang Sect suffered such a disaster. However, most of them believe that it was because of an enemy. However, no one knows who it was. I didn't want to tell you about this, but you've always wanted to know. Some things can't be hidden from you.”Meng Qixing asked.
"You always tolerate my impudence. Is it because you still love mother and treat me as an extension of her life?”Meng Xiuming asked.
"That's right." Meng Qixing said," I've always treated you like a daughter.”
He treated her like his own daughter. What a joke. Wasn't he the one who caused her to suffer so much? He still dared to say such hypocritical words.
"Hall Master." Meng Xiuming said," I want to go to Cangzhou to thoroughly investigate the Tang Sect's murder case and avenge my parents.”
"You're too stubborn. No one can stop you from doing what you want to do.”Meng Qixing said.
He agreed, but he didn't stop him. He didn't show that coldness and said fiercely,"You're not allowed to go." This was truly beyond Meng Xiuming's expectations.
"Then this subordinate will take his leave." Meng Xiuming said.
Meng Qixing was still staring at the painting. He nodded and Meng Xiuming left the room.
The bloody storm from 20 years ago was about to begin along with Meng Xiuming's journey to Cangzhou.
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