From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

In order to complete the mission, I can only endure it. After the child is born, it is not impossible to divorce Gu Zhige.

Another major event happened during this period.

Princess Duan was born in the northwest and came from a prominent family there. In addition, Prince Duan's fief was also in the northwest, so after Princess Duan passed away, Prince Duan submitted a petition to have her coffin brought back to his hometown.

However, the emperor rejected the suggestion and said that members of the royal family should be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Princess Duan's last wish before her death was to return to the northwest, but Prince Duan naturally refused.

The emperor waved his hand and said you can take your wife back home, and your son can stay in the capital.

It was obvious that he wanted Fu Wenting to be a hostage in the capital so as to restrain Prince Duan's steps in the northwest.

Prince Duan only has this one son, and it is absolutely impossible for him to let his son be a hostage. The two sides started to argue again.

It ended with Prince Duan handing over his military power.

After getting what he wanted, the emperor didn't want to push him too hard. After all, Prince Ren Duan had done nothing wrong, and killing him would make him seem unmerciful.

Fu Wenting followed Prince Duan, and before leaving, Meng Liu secretly went out to meet him.

The little guy gave her the jade pendant that he had worn since he was a child.

"After I leave, you can't forget me, okay?" Fu Wenting instructed seriously.

Meng Liu tried to hold back his laughter. Although the two hadn't met each other for some time, they kept exchanging letters. In modern times, they would be just netizens.

She originally thought that Fu Wenting was overbearing, but after getting to know him better, she realized that he was not overbearing at all. He was just a little spoiled. Many things could be broken down and explained to him, and he would accept them humbly.

Meng Liu still likes this kind of reasonable child.

"I will continue to write to you when I go to the northwest. There are many fun things there. I will ask someone to bring them back to Beijing for you." Fu Wenting said with a smile.

Meng Liu, however, was not optimistic about this.

If nothing unexpected happened, this would probably be the last time they met in this life, so she would take the risk to come out and see him.

Now that Prince Duan has lost his military power, he will not be allowed to return to the capital without being summoned. I am afraid that the emperor will soon forget about this brother in a remote corner.

Fu Wenting was still young and could not see the situation in the court clearly, but Prince Duan must have known it.

There will be no benefit for them to return to Beijing in the future. For the sake of their own safety, it is better for them to stay in the northwest.

Let’s talk about the letter writing mentioned by Fu Wenting.

Even in today's world of advanced Internet, many netizens have lost touch with each other in the tide of the times.

He will always grow up.

By that time, I will get married and he will get married, have his or her own partner and children. How can we have so much time to write a letter to a friend we have only met a few times?

Don't underestimate time.

I'm afraid that in another three to five years, they will completely forget what the other person looks like.

Seeing her in a trance, Fu Wenting pulled her hand and said, "I heard from my father that you and Gu Zhige have decided to get married?"

Meng Liu flicked his head and said, "What are you asking about, little brat?"

Fu Wenting rubbed his head. It didn't hurt much, so he didn't care. "If he bullies you... No! If you don't have a good time in the capital, come to the northwest to find me! Or write to me and I'll pick you up."

Meng Liu glanced at him: "You want to support me?"

"Not everyone can bully my friends, Fu Wenting!" He patted his chest.

Meng Liu laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, it seems that you are my half-brother who is living away from home."

Fu Wenting couldn't hold back his laughter, and finally just hooked her hand: "I'm serious, if you have any difficulties, you must write to me. Although the northwest is far away from the capital, as long as I see it, I will definitely find a way to help you. I'll tell you secretly, my father left a group of people in the capital..."

Meng Liu was surprised. Did he just sell out the fact that his father had planted spies in the capital?

Fortunately, the person I met was her. If it was someone else with ulterior motives, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to leave today.

Meng Liu rubbed his head: "Give me a hug." He didn't know if they would meet again.

Fu Wenting's ears turned red as he rushed over and hugged her waist. Where Meng Liu couldn't see, he pouted and wanted to cry again.

"I will miss you, Meng Liu."

"Me too."

After Fu Wenting left, time seemed to speed up. Apart from occasional dates with Gu Zhige, Meng Liu's life was relatively peaceful.

What she had been worried about came to light two days before her coming of age.

Everyone in the capital knew about the marriage between the Meng family and the princess's mansion.

Considering the relationship between Princess Pingyang and King Cheng, King Qi and King Lin followed the clues and found Meng Qian'an.

I have already vaguely sensed that he might be from the lineage of King Cheng, but I have never found any evidence.

A year later, the other party had obtained some evidence and took the lead in attacking Meng Qian'an in the court.

Those so-called evidences are neither big nor small.

On a larger scale, corruption and bribery can lead to confiscation of property and exile. On a smaller scale, dereliction of duty can lead to a monthly salary fine.

All in all, it all depends on whether there is someone behind it.

King Cheng did not want to expose his relationship with Meng Qian'an. Once the position of deputy envoy of the Salt Transport Administration was revoked, he would have to find a suitable person to take it. Generally, no one dared to take this position.

Moreover, Meng Qian'an was someone he was comfortable with.

The clues the other party found could not confirm that Meng Qian'an was definitely his man, so he did not speak in the court. Instead, he hinted to Princess Pingyang's husband to speak for the Meng family.

It is only common sense to speak for your future daughter-in-law's family.

But this favor was not done in vain. Gu Zhige was already twenty years old and could not wait any longer, so Princess Pingyang hinted at it.

Meng Qian'an was so frightened that he barely managed to agree to let the two children get married as soon as possible.

When Li Shiyun found out, she felt like the sky was falling.

Her daughter is only two days away from coming of age, but how come the marriage has been scheduled for more than a month later?

Not to mention the capital, even in the countryside, no one is in such a hurry to marry off their daughters who have just reached the age of marriage. It's as if the family can no longer afford to support them.

Meng Qian'an also knew that this approach was not good for his reputation, but for the sake of his own official position, he had no choice but to sacrifice his daughter.

Meng Liu didn't say anything. Over the past year, she had never stopped looking for another male lead, but unfortunately, only Gu Zhige met the requirements.

Since we have to get married sooner or later, what does it matter if it’s earlier or later?

But she was only fifteen years old, which was too young. She didn't want to have a child at such a young age.

Over the past year, she has maintained contact with Fu Wenting. The northwest is too far away from the capital, and it takes several months to go back and forth.

Fu Wenting arranged for someone to drive a fast horse to deliver letters to her, but even so, he could only deliver one letter a month.

In the first two months, he was still hesitant to write just a few pages. Later, perhaps he felt that it was not worth it to just send a letter, so he turned it into a book.