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

On her pretty face, her big round eyes kept moving, which made Qin Muyang feel itchy. He couldn't help but want to rub her hair with his hands, but when he reached her head, he felt that it was too intimate and inappropriate, so he changed his words: "Look Road, watch your step.”

After saying that, his hand naturally fell on Meng Wenyao's back, as if he was supporting her.

"Thank you husband, I will definitely help my mother manage the affairs."

This was the first time Meng Wenyao called her husband. When Qin Muyang heard the sweet voice, it penetrated into his heart, and suddenly the tingling feeling in the morning surged through his body.

He immediately tightened his mind and explained: "There are many unscrupulous slaves in the house. If you are wronged, tell me first and I will handle it for you. It is better for you to handle it yourself and ruin your reputation."

Meng Wenyao was very happy to be so considerate. From then on, she played the good role and asked Qin Muyang to play the bad role.

Soon he came to the main courtyard and greeted Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang was wearing a forehead wipe and plaster on her temples. It looked like she was seriously ill.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Facing Meng Wenyao's concerned eyes, Mrs. Wang said unceremoniously: "I have a severe headache. Don't go back today. Stay here to take care of me."

Waiting for the mother-in-law is a traditional program for teasing the daughter-in-law. As a new daughter-in-law, Meng Wenyao is still a daughter-in-law who has not consummated the marriage with her husband and has not received the full support of her husband. She has to make a decision before taking action. After all, people have to bow their heads under the roof. She agreed very meekly.

"Okay, mother, please call the doctor. You were fine yesterday. Why do you have a headache today?"

Mrs. Wang secretly cursed, she wasn't angry because of you, little hooves. If you hadn't made a racket to sell out Manager Li's family, how could the matter be known to the Marquis?

You actually have the nerve to pretend here, you will suffer it later.

She snorted coldly: "Nothing, it's the same old problem."

Ignoring Mrs. Wang's disgusted face, Meng Wenyao said sincerely: "My mother is ill, who is taking care of the second brother's marriage?"

"I've handed over all the necessary matters. I'll take care of it myself, so don't worry about it."

"It's not that my daughter-in-law has to worry about it. Manager Li acted like this yesterday. It's safe to say that Manager Wang is still domineering today. It's better to have a master to manage this house, so as not to do anything wrong and cause trouble when the second brother gets married in the future. He made a joke and lost the dignity of the Marquis Mansion."

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly. She had been in charge of the Hou Mansion for decades, and her managers were all old men. How could there be any trouble if she was hosting a wedding? She suspected that Meng Wenyao said this just because he wanted to take over the management of the house. .

"You just need to serve me here. I'll have to worry about other things."

At this time, Qin Muyang began to interject: "There are not enough people to serve mother. Call a few more people from my courtyard so that Yao'er will not be left to serve mother. Yesterday, her father told her to follow the director, which can help reduce mother's burden. "

"What? Your father really said that?"

Mrs. Wang's high-pitched voice was very harsh, and her dignified image disappeared instantly.

"Mother doesn't know?"

Mrs. Wang's face was as red as pig liver. Ping Xihou didn't rest in her room yesterday, nor did he send anyone to tell her. Naturally, she didn't know this.

Now Ping Xihou actually asked Meng Wenyao to learn how to run the house, which made Mrs. Wang feel like she was facing a formidable enemy. No matter whether the Marquis was interested in the eldest son and his wife, or simply wanted to destroy her prestige as the matron of the house, she felt that this was a bad sign. .

She pretended to be ill today and originally wanted to take the opportunity to challenge Meng Wenyao. Now that the Marquis has given such orders, if she continues to be ill, wouldn't the power of running the family pass to Meng Wenyao smoothly?

Mrs. Wang's chest was rising and falling in anger, and her face was a little distorted. After a while, she forced out a smile and said: "Your father is right. Now that you are married, you should also learn to run a family. Today, the Meng family Just study with me.”

Meng Wenyao said with concern: "But mother is not in good health, so you should take a day off today."

Mrs. Wang raised her hand to take off the plaster on her temple, stood up from the chair numbly, waved her hand and said: "No, I was a little dizzy when I woke up in the morning, but I'm much better now. I'll take you to the flower hall to meet the steward."

On this day, under the leadership of Mrs. Wang, Meng Wenyao roughly understood the personnel layout of the Hou Mansion. Although Mrs. Wang did not personally tell her what to do, she gained quite a lot.

Mrs. Wang handled the day's affairs vigorously, for fear of showing her physical fatigue, allowing Meng Wenyao to take advantage of the opportunity.

It felt very bad to have a strong daughter-in-law waiting eagerly to take over. Mrs. Wang had to worry about her youngest son's marriage while also guarding against Meng Wenyao seizing power. At night, she almost fainted from exhaustion. .

Meng Wenyao said goodbye to Mrs. Wang in a good mood. After a fulfilling day, she just walked to the door of her yard and met Qin Muyang head-on.

"Are you tired today? Is anyone giving you a hard time?"

Mu Mu actually took the initiative to speak. Meng Wenyao dragged her tired body and smiled: "My husband is supporting me, but no one is making things difficult for me today."

Qin Muyang pursed his lips and smiled. When he stepped across the threshold, his hand naturally helped Meng Wenyao pass. It really felt like a young couple was intimate inside.

After washing, Meng Wenyao fell into a deep sleep after being tired for a day.

Qin Muyang, who was next to him, smelled the unknown fragrance emanating from the side and tossed and turned for who knows how long before he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Meng Wenyao continued to roll to the side without touching anyone, then rolled again and fell off the bed.

Now she woke up completely, rubbed her head, opened her hazy eyes, and saw that she was alone in the room.

"Someone is coming."

Soon a maid came in and stood respectfully waiting for instructions.

Meng Wenyao raised her hand, was stunned for a moment, then lowered it weakly, and said dullly: "Where is the eldest son?"

The girl said crisply: "Go back to the eldest mistress. The eldest son went to the palace to be on duty early in the morning. He asked me not to wake the young mistress and let you sleep more."

Is the wedding leave so short? Meng Wenyao was a little disappointed. It seemed that he would have to race against time to test in the future, otherwise it would be difficult to seize the opportunity.

After packing up, she went to the main room to pay her respects. Mrs. Wang had a hard day yesterday and she really had a headache today, but she didn't dare to say it.

Enduring the pain in his temples, he took Meng Wenyao to deal with the internal affairs all morning. In the afternoon, he couldn't hold on any longer and threw a few account books to Meng Wenyao: "Go back and take a look at these three account books. Look carefully. Look. There’s no need to come over to say hello before you’re done.”

In Mrs. Wang's opinion, the daughter raised by the Qingliu family is proficient in poetry, poetry and poetry. From the perspective of the account book and abacus, she is probably very unskilled.

Meng Wenyao might not be able to finish reading the three books she gave her in ten days and a half, even if she was not very qualified.

She can also rest peacefully for two days and have enough energy to welcome her niece into the house. In the future, she will let her niece work for Meng Wenyao, so that she, an elder, will not end up personally.