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

Nine months later, Meng Wenyao gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Mrs. Meng often went to the palace to help Meng Wenyao look after the children. The more she looked at them, the more she felt something was wrong.

She couldn't help but ask Meng Wenyao: "Do you think the princess looks more like the regent?"

Meng Wenyao looked at her 100-day-old daughter, who indeed looked more like her eldest son than her eldest son. It was true that she was a father and a son, and she was a mother. Fortunately, she was a princess and didn't have to be observed by courtiers every day. Otherwise, she didn't know what kind of rumors would spread.

She said vaguely: "It's a bit similar."

Mrs. Meng was dissatisfied: "There is no resemblance at all. They are obviously very similar. It's so strange that people say they are related across generations. How can grandparents and grandchildren who look so similar not be related to each other? Has the Regent ever seen the princess?"

Of course I have, I watch it every night without blinking.

Meng Wenyao looked up to the sky and sighed, wondering whether he should tell his father and mother. In theory, they should know, and there would be no grudge between us in the future.

But I was afraid that too many people would know about it and it would spread accidentally.

The Queen Mother had an affair, but everyone could still turn a blind eye. After all, death is like a light going out, so everyone could only pretend not to know.

If Meng Wenyao is found to be having an affair, things may sweep across the court like a wave, so don't take the risk.

"I met him once or twice in the Imperial Study Room."

"How's it going? Did he say anything?"

"At that time, the princess had not yet bloomed, and it was difficult to see clearly. My mother was busy first, and I went to look at the booklet."

After walking far away, Meng Wenyao let out a breath, it was so dangerous.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and Meng Wenyao sighs in Gu Shaoyu's arms every night: "The late emperor died too early, and we can't have more children."

Gu Shaoyu smiled fondly: "You can have a baby if you want. The emperor is already fifteen and can rule personally. Let's leave the palace and have a baby."

This is a good idea. Meng Wenyao has been in charge of politics for 12 years and has long wanted to retire.

In the past few years, Meng Wenyao had protected the emperor very well, and those specious rumors had never reached the emperor's ears.

Now she was going to try to reveal some rumors to the emperor and see his reaction.

On this day, the emperor went to court and went to the imperial garden to practice riding and shooting.

Passing by the shade of a tree, I happened to hear two young eunuchs chatting there.

"The emperor treats the regent with such respect and filial piety, which is much better than the late emperor treated the regent. The regent is also considered to have had a happy life after all the hardships."

The emperor's riding and archery has been taught by the regent himself, so the relationship between the two is very good.

The regent never knelt in front of the emperor, and the emperor was very respectful to the regent, but when it came to being filial, it was not considered filial in any way.

The emperor heard this inexplicably, and just as he was about to reprimand him, he heard another eunuch say: "We are kissing each other in another generation!"

The emperor was stunned on the spot. What does it mean to kiss another generation?

With this doubt in mind, he took another class under the guidance of Gu Shaoyu, and more and more he found that Gu Shaoyu looked a bit like him. Thinking of the words "kissing a generation apart", the emperor finished the class with numb hands and feet.

When he returned to the dormitory, he stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right. It looked like it. It really looked like it. Why hadn't he noticed it before?

There were more and more doubts in his heart, and the emperor could no longer bear it and began to investigate what happened that year.

The "great achievements" of the late Queen Mother and the late Emperor were no secret in the entire capital. Coupled with Meng Wenyao's intentional or unintentional guidance, the Emperor quickly got what he thought was the truth.

He sat numbly in his palace all night. He was so shocked that he was not of royal blood?

When he got up early to go to court, the emperor looked at Gu Shaoyu below, and was lost in thought. Is this person really related to him by blood?

After the emperor had almost accepted it, Meng Wenyao found the emperor and asked: "Your Majesty, what are you worried about?"

The emperor wiped his sweat with a guilty conscience. Did he show it so obviously?

The second prince and princess on the side were playing chess. When she heard Meng Wenyao's words, the little princess raised her eyes and joked: "Brother Huang wants to marry his wife."

Suddenly looking into his sister's face, the emperor realized belatedly that his sister looked more like the regent, which was probably a real sign.

Seeing the emperor's pupils shrinking and looking shocked, the little princess couldn't help laughing: "Mother, look at my brother, I was right."

Only then did the emperor react and said angrily: "Go, go, go, I have something to tell my mother."

Soon, Meng Wenyao and her son were the only ones left in the room. Meng Wenyao waited quietly for the emperor to speak.

"Mother, have you heard about the Queen Mother and the Regent?"

Meng Wenyao's performance of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him was invisible, and he smiled and said, "I've heard a little bit about it."

The emperor leaned forward and asked nervously: "What about them?"

Meng Wenyao took a sip of tea and said calmly: "If you are really not of royal blood, what will you do?"

Accept it calmly, or assassinate the regent and block Youyou's mouth?

The emperor stared at a porcelain vase, clenched his hands nervously, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled and said: "The regent is very good, I don't want to part with it."

A big stone was put down, and Meng Wenyao retracted her trembling hands into her sleeves. She couldn't imagine how embarrassed she would be if the emperor didn't accept Gu Shaoyu.

Fortunately, these years of companionship have finally lived up to the father-son love.

"The Regent is indeed your closest bloodline."

Although he had been prepared in his heart, now that Meng Wenyao confirmed it, the emperor still had his pupils slightly dilated and muttered something incomprehensible.

"Now that I know about my mother, I will definitely respect the regent as my grandfather."

"It's father."

"what!"

The mother and son looked at each other, and Meng Wenyao said again without any hesitation: "Gu Shaoyu is your biological father, and the biological father of your younger brothers and sisters. Back then, Gu Shaoyu and I were plotted by the Queen Mother and the late Emperor at the same time. If we hadn't If we join forces, I am afraid that the Meng family and Gu Shaoyu will no longer exist in the world today.

Gu Shaoyu and I have been on the edge of a knife every day until today. Especially Gu Shaoyu, who not only protects the four of us, mother and son, but also has to work on state affairs and guard the border all day long. I can't bear to have you treat him like a human being. An ordinary minister, even if you blame me, I will tell you this. You are the blood of Gu Shaoyu and me. "

When the emperor heard this, his eyes were already red. He knelt down with a plop and choked up: "Mother, I am not a cold-blooded person. The kindness of you and my father in raising me will never be forgotten by my son."

I don’t know when light snow fell outside the window, and it fell in waves.

The emperor was walking back to the imperial study. He looked back at the palace where he had lived for 15 years, as if he was looking at it so seriously for the first time. This was a piece of pure land that his father and mother protected for him. From now on, it would be him who would protect it.

In the imperial study room, Gu Shaoyu had been waiting for a while. As usual, he was discussing border defense and troop deployment with the emperor.

After Gu Shaoyu finished talking about border issues, he continued: "The border has been stable for many years, and I haven't visited the border for many years. Now that the emperor is old, I want to go to the border this year."

The emperor lowered his head to look at the map and did not answer for a long time.

Gu Shaoyu couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty?"

The emperor suddenly turned to the chief eunuch and said, "Bring the tiger skin that was paid as tribute from Northern Xinjiang a few days ago and give it to the regent."

No matter how valuable things were, the emperor had always rewarded the regent. This tiger skin did not attract Gu Shaoyu's attention.

He took the tiger skin, thanked the emperor and left.

When he was about to reach the door of the room, the emperor suddenly called out to him: "Did your mother say that you have cold legs?"

Gu Shaoyu was stunned. His leg injury was so secret. How could Meng Wenyao reveal such a private matter without fear of the emperor's suspicion?

"An old illness, not worth mentioning."

Gu Shaoyu turned around and left when he heard a whisper behind him: "The road is slippery, be careful, father."

After walking a long way, the more Gu Shaoyu thought about it, the more he realized that he had heard correctly. When he turned back, he saw heavy snow covering the entire imperial city. He looked at the tiger skin in his hand and felt so warm that he started to sweat.

Although the snow is heavy, it is very warm.