The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

"How can that be done? My mother is sick, and it is the time when my daughter needs to be filial at her bedside. How can my daughter not come to the house to attend to her illness?"

Duke Zhen Guo put his hand on his forehead and sighed: "You are a married woman, so don't worry about your mother's family's affairs. Just live a good life with King Jing."

Hearing these words, Meng Yuanchu shed tears at the right time and said: "Because of the pregnancy, the prince has always blamed his daughter, and now he still allows his daughter to rest in the Buddhist hall. My daughter is a princess, how can she live in the Buddhist hall."

"You have an unstable temper. You might as well live in a Buddhist temple to calm your mind. King Jing did the right thing."

What? Duke Zhen Guo actually supported King Jing. As a father-in-law, how could he react like this when he saw his son-in-law bullying his daughter? Meng Yuanchu didn't know what to say.

She fully expected that the Zhenguo Guild would rush to Prince Jing's Mansion angrily to vent her anger on her behalf.

Just like that day, Duke Zhen brought her and King Jing into the palace and threw them in front of the Queen Mother to vent his anger on Meng Wenyao.

Meng Yuanchu wanted to say something else, but was forced to retreat by Duke Zhen's indifferent eyes, and returned to Prince Jing's Mansion dejectedly.

She felt that her father was too cold-blooded and she had better wait for her mother to get better. Please beg her mother. She would definitely listen to her in everything.

Not long after Meng Yuanchu left, Mrs. Wei woke up. She had a nightmare all night, dreaming of her biological daughter, playing the piano, riding a horse and reading a book. When she went over to hug her daughter, her daughter disappeared. The pain in her heart and lungs tormented her all night.

But one thing she was very sure of was that the daughter in the dream looked nothing like Meng Yuanchu.

When her mother-in-law told her that Meng Yuanchu had come to visit her, she was absent-minded for a long time. The daughter in her dream had left her, and it was time to say goodbye in reality.

Mrs. Wei was ill for many days, and she was very lingering.

Meng Yuanchu was afraid that Mrs. Wei was really sick and would be unfavorable for her to have a baby, so he sent Madam Ma to visit Mrs. Wei every day, and he never set foot in the Duke's Mansion again.

Mrs. Ma has not been able to enter the Duke's mansion these days, but she did not dare to tell the truth to Meng Yuanchu when she went back. She explained uniformly: "Madam is still ill. When Madam is better, the princess will come to visit in person."

Half a month later, Mrs. Wei finally felt at ease. She remembered her husband's teachings and went to the palace to find Meng Wenyao to settle the past.

As soon as Mrs. Wei left, the servant who was bribed by Mrs. Ma went to Prince Jing's Mansion to report the news.

Meng Yuanchu soon learned that Mrs. Wei was in good health and had entered the palace. She followed her all the way to the palace gate and waited.

Meng Wenyao met Mrs. Wei in the Imperial Garden. The autumn air was crisp, the chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the scenery was not bad.

"Mother is feeling better? Would you like me to invite the imperial doctor to come over and take your pulse?"

Mrs. Wei trembled with fright. She no longer dared to say that she was not feeling well in the palace. She bowed and said, "My wife is in good health. I am worried about you."

Meng Wenyao was not loved by Mrs. Wei since she was a child. When she was a child, she even pestered Mrs. Wei in search of maternal love. After being taught a lesson several times, she stayed by the old lady's side honestly and never got close to Mrs. Wei again.

Therefore, the mother and daughter were unfamiliar and awkward when getting along with each other on weekdays, and it was the same today. Meng Wenyao only talked about the affairs of Zhen Guo Gong and Meng Shizi.

"How is father?"

"It's good. Your Majesty is worried."

"Eldest brother, has the marriage been decided?"

"No, your eldest brother only wants to go to the battlefield and doesn't want to get married."

The two chatted awkwardly for half an hour, and Meng Wenyao served tea to see off the guests.

Mrs. Wei coughed twice but did not move. After hesitating for a long time, she said: "I heard from the Duke that the empress also knows about Meng Yuanchu's life experience. My mother treated you harshly some time ago. She really didn't know the truth of the matter. Now I know it." , those things in the past were all my wife’s fault, I have a broad mind, please don’t take it to heart.”

Meng Wenyao took a sip of tea and said nothing. Her broad mind was not meant to forgive evildoers, but for the upbringing of the Zhenguo Palace, it would be good if she could maintain the superficial harmony, which was too much to really do.

Seeing that Meng Wenyao didn't answer, Mrs. Wei's eyes turned red and she choked: "I'm all confused. I let such a good daughter like you go without it. I was instigated by that evil woman to do such wrong things. I know it myself." I have no face to face you, but my wife has raised you for more than ten years, so we mother and daughter should not hurt the relationship between mother and daughter for many years because of that villain?"

Meng Wenyao sneered at the corner of her mouth. It was the old lady who had raised him for more than ten years. As for the relationship between mother and daughter? Memories of the original owner emerged from Meng Wenyao's memory.

The little Meng Wenyao hugged Mrs. Wei's legs, but she kicked her away. I happily picked the flowers, but as soon as they were delivered to Mrs. Wei, she threw them away. Also, every time when the Duke returned home and the family had a reunion banquet, she would always find various excuses, saying that little Meng Wenyao had no rules. She would make her stand and starve her, making her legs weak as soon as she came to the reunion banquet. .

Later, she stayed with the old lady honestly. Although she didn't understand why her mother hated her so much, she also knew that no matter what she did, she couldn't make her mother change her mind.

This mother-daughter love was cut off by Mrs. Wei herself. The original owner had passed away, and now Meng Wenyao really didn't want this belated maternal love.

"Madam, you are worrying too much. Duke Zhen Guo is an important minister of the imperial court. As much as the previous emperor valued Duke Zhen Guo, I will value my wife more in the harem. As for love, it really depends on fate. I and my wife are too close to each other. Qian, it’s better not to force yourself any further.”

"Madam, please go slowly, I won't send you off."

Mrs. Wei walked out of the palace in a daze. She understood that she had really hurt Meng Wenyao's heart over the years, and now she couldn't cover it up anymore if she wanted to go back.

When Meng Yuanchu saw Mrs. Wei coming out with a lonely look, he thought she was recovering from a serious illness and was not in good spirits, so he didn't think much about it.

She pulled Mrs. Wei into the same carriage and began to complain: "Mother, ever since my daughter was diagnosed with Ximai in the palace, the prince felt that her daughter had lost his people, so he neglected her in the palace and asked her to live in a Buddhist hall. , and he also took away the power of running the family from his daughter. He doesn’t take our town government seriously at all. You have to make the decision for your daughter!"

Meng Yuanchu sobbed softly for a long time. Seeing that Mrs. Wei was still in a daze, he asked: "Mother, did you hear what my daughter said? Your Majesty, if you don't show dignity to your daughter, this is a slap in the face of our government. "

Mrs. Wei turned to look at Meng Yuanchu, and somehow the daughter's face in the dream appeared in her mind. Meng Yuanchu was really not her daughter.

"Go back. I can plan your marriage. How you live after you get married is up to you."

"But mother, what the prince is humiliating is the lintel of our prince. Don't you and father care?"

Mrs. Wei stared at Meng Yuanchu again. Meng Yuanchu felt that Mrs. Wei was very strange and asked, "Mother, what do you think I am doing?"

"Do you look like your mother, or do you look like your father?"

Meng Yuanchu's face turned pale and he said in a panic: "Mother, I am your daughter. I look like you. Have you forgotten? My eldest brother found me after asking a lot. I am your lost daughter!"