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

Chapter 232 Prince Qing Leng turns into a wife-protecting demon 32

What's going on? The other house Meng Xiangyi mentioned was actually Meng Wenyao's dowry. Meng Wenyao thought that Mrs. Meng had given Meng Xiangyi another other house.

Speaking of dowry, since the marriage was a substitute, how can the dowry be returned? Is it true that a substitute marriage is just a replacement of a person and the dowry remains unchanged?

Doesn't this mean that Meng Xiangyi has taken advantage of everything?

Taking advantage of Meng Wenyao's daze, Mrs. Meng quickly said: "Your sister's dowry is all registered and kept by the government. Since we gave it away, how can we get it back? That's not right. Tell the whole capital to laugh at us?"

Meng Xiangyi counted on her fingers with Mrs. Meng indifferently: "Mother, all my dowry was given to my sister. I have no objection, but my sister's share of the dowry should be given to me!"

Mrs. Meng became very angry when she said this. She said slightly angrily: "Back then, your sister also felt wronged by you. She agreed to give you her share of the dowry, so I will give all the dowry to you." Your dowry has been registered together, and when your sister got married, she happened to be taken to the Marquis' Mansion together."

Meng Xiangyi's face turned ugly instantly. Her chest rose and fell. After a while, she said, "What does mother mean, the family didn't prepare a dowry for me?"

Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out, Meng Wenyao quickly tried to persuade her, "Moving is a big deal. When the time comes, my sister and father and mother will sit down and discuss it carefully. Bao'er is one month old today, so let's not talk about this now."

Meng Xiangyi snorted and said angrily: "You get an advantage, of course you will say nice things."

A mouthful of old blood spurted out. Meng Wenyao sat awkwardly for a while and made an excuse. She would not return the dowry. Meng Xiangyi could make trouble as much as he wanted.

In the evening, when Taifu Meng heard that Meng Xiangyi was moving out and wanted a separate apartment from the Meng family, he was so angry that he smashed a hole in the tabletop.

"The two of them love to wander around. They don't even want to take a sesame seed from my Meng family. From now on, I will never have this daughter."

Mrs. Meng had finally settled down, but it had only been a few months since she began to have throbbing pain again, and she was afraid it would cause trouble in the future.

This trip to the Meng Mansion made Meng Wenyao so angry that she no longer cared about the affairs of the Meng Mansion and focused on taking care of her well-being.

Qin Muyang came back very late that day. After washing, he kissed his sleeping son and fell asleep.

Meng Wenyao had already given birth, and her body had already returned to the level before giving birth. She had this idea when she saw Qin Muyang next to her.

She put her small hands around Qin Muyang's lean waist and started teasing him wantonly. After working for a long time without any response, she realized that Qin Muyang was already fast asleep.

Meng Wenyao angrily pinched the inside of his thigh. Qin Muyang suddenly opened his eyes and saw Meng Wenyao right in front of him. He was confused for a while, kissed her forehead, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Without even asking a word, Meng Wenyao turned over angrily and fell asleep. Qin Muyang didn't come to comfort her for a long time, so she slept angrily all night.

From then on, she discovered that Qin Muyang went out early and came back late every day. When he came back, he would only play with his son for a while, almost forgetting that he had a wife.

Finally, Meng Wenyao couldn't help it and asked: "Do you think I have become ugly?"

Qin Muyang held his son's hand for a moment and said in surprise: "How could it be possible? You are more beautiful than before giving birth to the child."

"you're lying."

Qin Muyang sat down and said seriously: "You were impatient and tough before giving birth. Now that you are a mother, you are much softer and gentle to me. I really think you are becoming more and more beautiful."

These words comforted Meng Wenyao very well, and she said sheepishly: "Then why do you go out early and come back late every day, and you don't even look at me when you come back, and just fall asleep."

Qin Muyang put down the sleeping Xiao Ankang and said cautiously: "Don't tell anyone what I said."

Meng Wenyao nodded, and Qin Muyang continued: "The emperor is seriously ill, and there are only a few days left. Naturally, the guards in the palace are stricter than usual. I'm afraid of trouble. If I weren't worried about you and the child, I might have stayed in the palace all night."

The prince had been supervising the country for a long time, and Meng Wenyao almost forgot that there was an old emperor who had been ill in bed for a long time, and it seemed that a new emperor was about to ascend the throne.

"The prince's position is very stable and he has overseen the country for a long time. Even if the emperor dies suddenly, there won't be any trouble in the palace."

"That's the theory, but a year ago, King Han sent a beauty to the palace, and she was favored by the emperor. Now, only the prince and this beauty can serve him closely before the emperor's death. The prince is also afraid. When the time comes, the emperor will be confused. , what kind of edict was left behind, that’s why I’m so cautious, in case the emperor dies, the palace may be closed for a few days, so don’t run around at home.”

Is the matter so serious? Meng Wenyao nodded seriously, and after talking about business, the two of them turned off the lights and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, Meng Wenyao thought of another thing: "Then why don't you make love to me anymore?"

Qin Muyang stiffened, tightened his hold on Meng Wenyao slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "The imperial doctor said that you just gave birth, and it would be bad for your health to be pregnant again at this time. I was also worried, so..."

He didn't expect that Meng Wenyao would take the initiative to kiss him. When he realized it, he had already started to take the initiative. After holding it in for several months, he finally got rid of his craving.

Since the emperor's health was getting worse and worse and he might die at any time, Taifu Meng often stayed in the East Palace in case something happened suddenly and he couldn't cope with it. Even if he came home occasionally, he would always rush into the study.

After Meng Xiangyi and his wife had been quarreling for a few days, they saw that Taifu Meng was busy with government affairs and ignored them at all. They gave up the idea of ​​moving, and suddenly became interested in Taifu Meng again.

As long as Taifu Meng is at home, Mr. Song will go to the study diligently to serve tea and water, which is very filial.

Taifu Meng was so preoccupied with the upcoming changes in the court that he didn't pay attention to who was serving him tea and water. This made Mr. Song feel that he was not taken seriously.

On this day, Mr. Song received an invitation from Miss Cheng. After much thought, he went to attend the appointment.

From Miss Cheng, he heard that the emperor was dying, and that King Han had the power to compete.

As long as he gets a secret letter from Taifu Meng's study, he will be regarded as a servant of the dragon when King Han ascends the throne in the future.

Song Gongzi thought about his father-in-law, who was not helpful to him at all and suppressed him at every turn. Why should he grovel to please him and switch to the King of Han? Wouldn't it be better if he could soar into the sky in the future?

Even if King Han fails in the future, who knows what he will do in private, he can still continue to be Taifu Meng's son-in-law.

The hesitation was fleeting, and he went to Taifu Meng's study with determination.

He had been in and out of the study frequently recently, and no one thought there was anything wrong. He entered the study smoothly, and began to look through various letters from Taifu Meng.

He almost turned the study over before he found an exquisite wooden box. Even though he was alone in the study, his hands were shaking nervously. He opened the wooden box tremblingly and took out the secret letter inside. He was so nervous that he couldn't hold it. Can't stand the gentle letter.

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