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

"What's the problem?" Meng Wenyao asked calmly.

Her fetus was produced by the system, comparable to Guanyin Bodhisattva personally delivering a child. It would be strange if something went wrong. Mrs. Wang's sudden surprise might indicate some conspiracy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to change, Mrs. Wang said with a worried look: "My child, did you have any reaction during pregnancy? The child is still so quiet now. Mother is worried about this child. He..."

"He what?"

Mrs. Wang hesitated to speak, which made Qin Muyang anxious. His hand on Meng Wenyao's shoulder unconsciously tightened, and he became tense.

"Mother heard that some fetuses are not in the right position and will hold the baby. I have asked the midwife to be in the house. Boss, please help your wife to the side room and let the midwife touch her fetus to see if the position is correct. If there is any There’s no umbilical cord around the neck.”

Although he didn't know anything about pregnancy, Qin Muyang also knew that improper pregnancy was dangerous. He heard that many women had difficulty in giving birth due to improper fetal position.

He was nervous and wanted to help Meng Wenyao up, but Meng Wenyao gently refused.

"Mom is overly worried. Every time the imperial doctor checks her pulse, she says that my daughter-in-law is fine. My mother also invited her to take care of me. She says everything is fine and everything is fine."

The last sentence she said was to comfort the nervous Qin Muyang, fearing that he would be bewitched by Mrs. Wang and really let the grandma who delivered the baby touch her fetus.

I heard that many experienced grandmothers can remove the fetus of a pregnant woman by simply swiping at her belly. She didn't want to take this risk.

Compared with the people Mrs. Wang is looking for, she trusts the pills in the system more, and her child will not have any problems.

Seeing Meng Wenyao's refusal, Mrs. Wang said anxiously: "You kid, if you have one more person to check on you, you will have more insurance. Mu Yang, why are you standing there so dumb? Quickly help your wife to the wing."

She couldn't check in her yard, and now in front of everyone, and she was doing it for Meng Wenyao's good, so all this was justified.

Mrs. Wang really didn't have any bad intentions. She just wanted her people to take a look at Meng Wenyao's belly to see if she was falsely pregnant.

But she was too anxious and didn't have a good attitude toward Meng Wenyao, which made Meng Wenyao reject her arrangement.

"No, my child is very good. If something happens to me after being touched by this nanny, mother, her few lives are enough to exchange for my child's life."

Hearing this, Qin Muyang stopped trying to help Meng Wenyao up. He believed in Meng Wenyao more than his mother.

Although the mother would not harm her child, she inevitably has no other purpose and safety is the most important thing.

"Mom is overly worried. The grandma who delivered the baby is not necessarily more experienced than the imperial physician in the palace. My son still trusts the imperial physician."

"You child, mother is doing it for your own good. If the child is not in the correct fetal position now, wouldn't it be more dangerous as he grows older?"

Qin Muyang stood behind Meng Wenyao, stubbornly silent and silently expressing his support for Meng Wenyao.

Mrs. Wang's power to run the family has fallen by the wayside. If her son doesn't listen to her today, wouldn't she lose all her dignity?

After giving a wink to the nanny on the side, she pulled the midwife over and walked over with a smile.

The grandma who delivered the baby was hired from outside. She didn't know much about the situation in Pingxihou Mansion, so she felt that the words of the mistress must be "imperial edict".

And the more Meng Wenyao disagreed with her examination, the more she felt that her professionalism was being questioned. She didn't need her grandma to push her, so she quickly stepped forward and asked Meng Wenyao to go to the wing.

Meng Wenyao looked coldly at the grandma who came over to deliver the baby. Qin Muyang patted her shoulder to reassure her.

When grandma was still one step away from delivering the baby, she was kicked away by Qin Muyang.

"Mother, if something goes wrong with my child, I'm afraid there won't be any children with no problem in this house."

The threat is very obvious. If you dare to touch Meng Wenyao, I can immediately deal with Xiao Wang's posture.

Qin Muyang's stern eyes glanced back and forth at Mrs. Wang and Little Wang. Qin Pingyang, who was sitting on the table next to him, suddenly stood up and said: "Brother, what you said..."

Before he finished speaking, he caught Qin Muyang's glance and immediately lowered his voice and muttered a few words weakly.

"Okay, let's eat."

Ping Xihou made the final decision, and the matter was revealed without any danger.

At night, as soon as Qin Muyang put his big hand on Meng Wenyao's belly, he was kicked by the child in his belly. He was so frightened that he quickly took his hand away.

"This kid is very strong, but he dislikes my hand holding him down?"

Meng Wenyao smiled and nuzzled into Qin Muyang's arms, and said with a smile: "He is in a hurry to come out to see his father."

The couple sweetly discussed the future birth of their child.

Ping Xihou, who was lying next to his concubine, couldn't sleep. Meng Wenyao's firm resistance tonight and Qin Muyang's firm support made him suspect again that there must be something weird about Meng Wenyao's pregnancy.

For the sake of his eldest son's face, he couldn't investigate, but it was also related to Ping Xihou's future inheritance. The anxious Ping Xihou felt uncomfortable all over and could only brainwash himself over and over again. The eldest son was not such a nonsense person.

In order to prevent Mrs. Wang from causing trouble again, Qin Muyang left a team of six guards for Meng Wenyao early the next morning.

When she went to the main courtyard to pay her respects, the tough escort immediately caused a sensation in the inner courtyard.

Mrs. Wang knew that her eldest son was on guard against her. She was afraid that the whole family would think she had some bad intentions. She was so wronged. She just wanted to make sure that Meng Wenyao was not cheating.

For fear of any bad rumors spreading in the future, Mrs. Wang immediately exempted Meng Wenyao from greeting her before giving birth to the child.

On this day, Mrs. Meng came to visit Meng Wenyao and found out that Mrs. Wang was looking for the midwife to test Meng Wenyao's pregnancy.

She was so angry that she wanted to argue with Mrs. Wang, but she was also afraid that her daughter would be bullied by her mother-in-law in the future, so she said angrily: "You are a very biased mother-in-law. I will come to find your midwife to prevent her from having any bad thoughts again when you give birth." "

Meng Wenyao had this plan originally, but Mrs. Wang had better be on guard. She smiled and said, "It's better to be your own mother."

After being coquettish for a while, Meng Wenyao remembered Meng Xiangyi and asked, "How is my sister doing now? Where is Mr. Song currently serving?"

"Your sister was not in good condition during the pregnancy, and she was very haggard. Several chefs were changed in the house, but they could not give your sister two more bites. As for Mr. Song, your father originally wanted him to serve outside and do some down-to-earth work. The thing is, despite the exaggeration in him, I don’t know where he found his way, and he actually entered the Hanlin Academy, and he seems to be quite capable."

If he really had real talent and learning, how could he be ranked among the top three? Mr. Song was personally tutored by Taifu Meng, so it can be seen that this Hanlin Academy errand must be related to someone else.

Meng Wenyao suddenly thought of Cheng Hanlin. She hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Mrs. Meng: "Mom, you said before that your sister never wants anything you give her. On the Lantern Festival, I saw my sister and Mr. Song. , my sister was wearing thin clothes, and I was afraid that my sister wouldn’t accept the money I gave her, so I found someone to pretend to bump into Mr. Song and gave him a purse of three hundred taels. As a result, Mr. Song hid the purse privately and did not give it to my sister. Buy clothes and food.”