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

"Okay, mother, my son has grown up a long time ago and knows what he is doing." An Changsheng was a little impatient. It was his father and mother who separated him and Lin back then, otherwise he would not have taken her wandering around for so many years.

"The matter has come to an end. I don't want to talk about anything else, but this Wenyao, you must give her enough dignity."

An Changsheng became angry when he heard this: "Mother, she has occupied the position of my head wife for all these years. Isn't this the dignity I gave her? She made Shuang'er have to be a concubine. How can you give her dignity by asking your son? "

Mrs. Yuan turned a blind eye to her son's anger and said earnestly: "Son, your father has been paralyzed for many years. Our Marquis Mansion now has to rely on you to support it. I want to ask you, do you plan to pursue a career in literature or martial arts now?"

Congwen? He didn't even pass the exam to be a scholar, so he wanted to join the martial arts? In the six years since he passed the border, he had not made any achievements. An Changsheng slapped the coffee table in frustration and muttered: "Anything is fine."

Mrs. Yuan advised: "Wen Yao's grandfather is the Taifu. Although he is old and has not been to the court for a long time, his disciples' old friends are all over the court and the public. Wen Yao's father is the minister of the Ministry of Rites. As long as you are in harmony with Wen Yao, your father-in-law's family can still survive." Find you a decent job?"

An Changsheng looked a little relaxed, but he really couldn't do it if he was asked to curry favor with the Meng family and Meng Wenyao against his will because of his future.

Mrs. Yuan continued: "Bao'er has also reached the age of enlightenment. Do you plan to let him study in literature or martial arts in the future? Our family has been passed down for several generations. I think it is safer to follow literature.

If Bao'er wants to study literature, no school in the capital can compare with the Meng family school. The more Bao'er likes Wenyao, the more Meng will like him. For the sake of Bao'er's future, I advise you to Baoer was sent to Wenyao to be raised.

You haven't been home for many years, so you took Wenyao and Bao'er to the Meng family. Firstly, you asked your father-in-law to find a job for you. Secondly, this child Baoer didn't have a name yet. If your father-in-law was willing to name the child himself, , from now on in Meng’s School, no one will look down upon him. "

An Changsheng was completely persuaded by Mrs. Yuan. Meng Wenyao still had a need to please him, so he just said a few nice words for Bao'er's future, and he wouldn't lose any weight anyway.

The father and son were about to leave. Mrs. Yuan was worried that her son could not speak, so she went with them.

On the way, Mrs. Yuan kept asking Bao'er to say more nice words to please Meng Wenyao.

He also discussed with An Changsheng which family heirloom should be taken out of the warehouse and sent to the Meng Mansion to show more sincerity.

The three of them came to Meng Wenyao's yard fully prepared, but were told: "Mrs. Shizi woke up early and felt dizzy. She lay down again now and just fell asleep."

Mrs. Yuan knew Meng Wenyao well. She was a real lady, well-educated and sensible. She never meant to show off to them, so she just wanted to say: "Let's just wait here for a while."

Unexpectedly, An Changsheng took Bao'er and left. Mrs. Yuan could only leave one sentence: "Tell Wen Yao to have a good rest and we won't disturb her."

Mrs. Yuan caught up with An Changsheng and complained: "Wen Yao is not feeling well. It is a good time for you to take care of her. Why did you leave?"

An Changsheng said impatiently: "She is not feeling well and needs a good rest. Besides, Shuang'er asked me to take Bao'er back early to teach him how to practice the piano."

"What good things can be learned from someone raised by a prostitute?"

Mrs. Yuan was very angry when she heard Aunt Lin's plan. She was just afraid that Bao'er would be left in Meng Wenyao's room, and she didn't care about her background and whether she could teach the only child of the Hou family well.

"Mother!"

An Changsheng was also furious. He hated his mother talking about Shuang'er's life experience the most, and said angrily: "Mom also knows that she can't help herself. Besides, when she followed me, her body was still innocent. How could you insult her like this. "

"What, I'm not telling the truth? If she knew shame, could she do something like running off to the sandbank with you? Since you think she is so good, why not let her teach Bao'er how to read and calligraphy in person? We don't need to ask Wen Yao for anything in the future. Lao Shizi and the Meng clan learned it."

Mrs. Yuan angrily went back to take care of Marquis Wu An, and An Changsheng led Bao'er back to his yard with a gloomy expression.

Meng Wenyao lay down until noon before getting up. She called her dowry maids and mother-in-law over, found a few honest and reliable people, and asked them to move her dowry out of the Hou Mansion bit by bit.

After being busy for most of the afternoon, a girl from the main courtyard came over to invite Meng Wenyao to a reunion dinner.

As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Yuan smiled and said, "The baby is back. From now on, we can eat together as a family. It will be more lively."

In the past, she and Mrs. Yuan ate separately, but now, it didn't matter. She didn't look forward to it, so she didn't feel sick. She just thought it was a meal.

At the banquet, Mrs. Yuan enthusiastically served Meng Wenyao food, as if she was the son who had just returned from home for six years.

"Wenyao, since the son has come back, my mother-in-law means that you two go back to the Meng family, and you can bring Bao'er there to recognize him. After all, he will be in your name, and he will be your son from now on. His direct grandson."

He is not her good son. In the previous life, she regarded him as her own son. His father personally named him. Everyone in the Meng clan school loved and valued him.

The result she got was that her good son personally put the treason letters into his father's study, and the entire Meng family was executed for treason.

And her husband, whom she trusted and relied on, was personally cultivated and promoted by her father. As a result, An Changsheng and the Queen's party worked together and acted as an internal agent in the Meng Mansion, making great contributions to the Queen's victory over the Meng family.

In this life, the father and son will not even think about stepping into the Meng Mansion, nor will they even think about taking any benefit from the Meng Mansion.

"My grandfather is seriously ill and has not seen anyone else. My father is busy with the visit of the Loulan envoy. I heard that he has been sleeping in the guard room these days and has not been home much. It is better to wait for the Loulan envoy to leave Beijing and then we can go back to visit him. Bar."

By then she should have been able to plan well enough to leave the Hou Mansion with her reputation intact.

Mrs. Yuan was stunned for a moment, then felt that what Meng Wenyao said was reasonable, so she changed the subject and said, "I heard that the Loulan envoy is coming to visit and there will be a grand banquet in the palace?"

Meng Wenyao casually chatted with Mrs. Yuan about the rumors in the palace, and everyone dispersed.

At night, the maid Huazhi complained: "The prince is the same. Even if he can't have an heir, he should rest in the madam's room at night. He hangs around Aunt Lin like this. How does it look like? The young lady should go back to the Meng Mansion and ask the master to write a letter of impeachment. The prince spoils his concubine and destroys his wife."

"Good idea." Meng Wenyao smiled.

Huazhi's face froze and she said angrily: "Miss, I'm just talking about it, but I don't really want you to do this. Isn't that pushing the prince further and further away?"

Meng Wenyao smiled and did not answer. Huazhi became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Miss, you should take over the young master Bao'er and raise him by your side. You are the legitimate mother. Otherwise, when he grows up, he will only remember his little mother. What should we do?" "

"Everything our girl Huazhi said is right. I'm going to bed now. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Meng Wenyao took a dream pill and turned over to sleep. Huazhi was angry that his young lady didn't care about her, so she lay down in the waiting room outside in depression.