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

I've only been to bed twice now, and the position of queen is just around the corner? Then if she gave birth to a child, wouldn't she be able to pluck out the moon from the sky?

Meng Wenyao's eyes widened. The emperor turned out to be a painter, an artist specializing in cake painting!

The emperor was very satisfied with Meng Wenyao's surprised expression and asked softly: "Have you thought about how Wei Quan will die?"

Huh! Meng Wenyao's eyes widened even more. The emperor was actually serious? Do you really want to help her kill Wei Quan?

Regardless of whether he was a cake or not, Meng Wenyao adjusted her expression and looked like she was about to cry.

"Although I was tricked twice by Mr. Wei, I was saved by the emperor each time. Maybe Mr. Wei was sent from heaven to connect the emperor and me. I am no longer angry.

Besides, Mr. Wei is the nephew of the imperial concubine’s sister. The imperial concubine has served the emperor for so many years and has done her best. How could the emperor hurt the Wei family for such a trivial matter? Let’s forget it. The imperial concubine did not do it on purpose today. "

The more Meng Wenyao showed humiliation and bearing the burden, the darker the emperor's eyes became. By the time Meng Wenyao finished speaking, the emperor was already vaguely angry.

"He deserves to die, Yao'er doesn't have to worry so much."

The emperor looked very strange, with a strong aura that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.

Since the emperor really wanted Wei Quan to die, how could Meng Wenyao repeatedly stop him? Failure to do so would be connivance to the bad guys.

Without thinking about the darkness in the emperor's heart, Meng Wenyao pretended to be innocent and said: "When I was at home, I heard that Mr. Wei raped many women and forced many people to death. For those who died in vain, Mr. Wei should also life for a life.

Why not hang him on the city wall and tattoo four words on his face: I am a wicked person, let everyone in the world know, and the sky net will not leak out. "

"Just what I wanted."

The emperor carried Meng Wenyao out of the dragon chariot and strode towards the inner room of Hanxiang Palace.

Putting Meng Wenyao on the bed, the emperor hugged her and asked in a low voice: "I heard from the palace maid that you haven't taken any medicine in the past two days?"

Medication? What medicine? Meng Wenyao looked confused. Is she sick?

The emperor walked to Duobao Pavilion and brought over a white porcelain vase.

Seeing the familiar white porcelain bottle, Meng Wenyao's face turned red instantly. This was not the first time that she had kept the medicine that Ru Xin had given her after going to bed. She was embarrassed and kept it useless.

Unexpectedly, the emperor actually knew about it. Seeing the emperor getting closer and closer, Meng Wenyao thought about punching her throat. What was he going to do?

"Why are you so naughty? You didn't even take any medicine for the past two days."

Meng Wenyao sat on the bed and unconsciously wanted to step back. She was too shy to use this medicine.

"Come here, I'll help you apply the medicine."

"No."

"Obey, you have just had your first period, and I love you a little bit. If you don't use medicine, how will your body be able to withstand it?"

The emperor held the medicine and stepped forward. Meng Wenyao was ashamed and afraid, and begged: "I can do it myself, so there is no need to trouble the emperor."

The emperor glared at Meng Wenyao and said, "Yao'er has always been naughty. I don't trust Yao'er anymore. I have to give the medicine myself before I can rest assured."

Meng Wenyao kept shaking her head, kicking her legs slightly, and slowly stepped back.

It's just that the bed is not big to begin with, and before he could take two steps back, he was already unable to retreat, and his ankle was suddenly grabbed by the emperor.

"If Yao'er refuses to obey and take the medicine, no matter how you beg for mercy tonight, I will not let you go."

Anxious and embarrassed, Meng Wenyao burst into tears.

The emperor ignored Meng Wenyao's silent plea, lifted up her skirt, and applied the medicine to her himself.

"Do you think it's better?"

It was a bit cold, and Meng Wenyao was too embarrassed to speak, so she hugged the emperor and buried her head in his chest.

"Hahaha, this is so embarrassing."

"Your Majesty~ Bad~"

……

In the Jiaofang Palace, all the concubines had already dispersed. Wei Quan and Meng Wenxian had also left the palace. Concubine Wei was sitting on the soft step thinking about today's events.

She had been running rampant in the harem for ten years after the emperor ascended the throne. It wasn't because of her great palace fighting skills, but because the emperor always favored her.

Regarding today's matter, the emperor also always favored her. Not only did he not let Concubine Chen finish what she said, he did not even investigate the matter in depth.

God knows how scared she was when she found out later that the aphrodisiac was still burning in the side hall. At that time, whenever the emperor let people go in and take a look, the matter would not be handled as it is now.

It stands to reason that she should continue to enjoy a good life with peace of mind, but she doesn't know what's going on, and she feels a little panicked.

The palace maid was summoned and ordered: "Go and see what the emperor is doing now?"

Half an hour later, the palace maid came over and reported: "After the emperor sent Concubine Chen back, he left for a while and went to the imperial study room to read the book. Concubine Chen didn't make any movement."

Everything was calm, and it should be the same as in the past ten years. No matter who she bullied or framed, even if the emperor punished her on the surface, after the matter was over, she would still be the highest-ranking concubine in the harem.

There should be no deviation this time. The emperor finally defended her. Concubine Chen, that little bitch, was just a helper of her father and brother. If the emperor coaxed her for a while, he would definitely throw her away. When the time comes...

After the imperial concubine fantasized about one hundred and eight ways Meng Wenyao could die, she completely put the matter aside.

After taking a nice bath, the concubine planned to take a nap. Unexpectedly, not long after she fell asleep, nightmares came one after another, and the concubine woke up with a fright.

When she woke up, she found it was a dream, but it was so real. Her whole family was killed, and she was given a white silk ribbon by the emperor.

This dream made the imperial concubine restless. The things she had done over the years were almost too numerous to describe, but the emperor had always ignored them, and even sometimes condoned them.

No matter whether she mutilated the concubines in the harem, interfered in the government affairs, or killed unpopular ministers overtly or covertly, the emperor never interfered deeply.

She had been living so smoothly these past years, and this dream suddenly brought her back to reality. She was just a noble concubine, and a childless concubine.

After a hundred years as emperor, what will she do and what will the Wei family do?

She couldn't sit still and wait for death. She had to plan for the future. After the emperor died, Prince An would ascend the throne.

She wanted to contact Prince An, extend favors, and form an alliance, so that even if Prince An ascended the throne, she would still be able to stand firm.

The imperial concubine waved to the palace maid to send a message to her brother. In the blink of an eye, she thought that her brother was getting older, and the Wei family would still have to rely on their nephew Wei Quan in the future, and now they had to train Wei Quan.

"You go out of the palace, find the eldest son, and ask him to visit Prince An tomorrow morning, and tell the eldest son that it would be best to become a brother with Prince An."

If Prince An can call Quan'er brother and sister, if Prince An can recognize her as his adoptive mother, then after Prince An ascends the throne, wouldn't she be able to become the Queen Mother?

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine almost laughed and urged the palace maid to leave the palace quickly.

The palace maid looked up at the sky and said, "My dear concubine, it's getting late and the palace door is about to be locked. If you go out at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."