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

After the palace examination, some Jinshi will ask to be appointed directly, and some will be admitted to the Hanlin Academy. Perhaps because of doubts about his ranking, Wei Zian participated in the Hanlin Selection Examination.

During the palace examination, the emperor could still pretend to give Wei Zian first place inadvertently, but now that he was going to take the Hanlin exam, he couldn't just go out and say hello.

Without the emperor's instructions, Wei Zian successfully passed the Hanlin exam and became a Hanlin lecturer in the court.

The emperor looked at the new list of names reported by the Hanlin Academy and felt sour in his heart. He wanted to ask Meng Wenyao several times, but looked at Meng Wenyao's growing belly and swallowed his words silently.

As the days passed, Meng Wenyao's delivery time was getting closer and closer. The emperor was worried that he could not take good care of Meng Wenyao, so he took her with him at all times, even when he met with ministers.

On this day, the emperor was reviewing papers in the imperial study. The head of the Hanlin Academy brought a newly compiled book to the emperor to read. Meng Wenyao was bored, so he got up and walked in front of the imperial study.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the imperial study, he saw a familiar person in the yard, Wei Zian.

She instinctively wanted to escape, worried that the emperor would see some misunderstanding, but in an instant, she understood whether this was deliberately arranged by the emperor.

"Stingy man."

Meng Wenyao murmured, walked down the steps gracefully, and slowly walked to Wei Zian with the help of the palace maid.

"Sister Yao."

A clear voice sounded, and Meng Wenyao sighed and replied: "Wei Hanlin, you should call me Beauty Meng."

In a trance, he seemed to see Wei Zian's figure swaying. Meng Wenyao didn't feel any emotion in her heart. The relationship was already over. If it wasn't to show her openness, Meng Wenyao didn't want to say another word to Wei Zian.

"At the beginning, I really didn't expect that your situation would be so difficult. I thought that getting married would take more than a year. I would be able to make it in time after getting the honors. I didn't expect that missing it once would become a lifelong regret."

Seeing Wei Zian's painful expression, ten thousand little animals ran through Meng Wenyao's heart. You were the one who hesitated to escape at the beginning, so what's the point of pretending to be in pain now.

Belated affection is cheaper than grass.

"Wei Hanlin, I heard that you are already engaged?"

Thinking of what Meng Yueling said, Meng Wenyao felt that she needed to make it clear to Wei Zian that the past was the past.

"We are in the past. Now I am the emperor's concubine, and you are the emperor's minister. For our own good, there is really no need for us to have any contact anymore. Treat your fiancée well. The past can't be forgotten. Come on. The road to the sun is bright and bright, Wei Hanlin, take care."

Meng Wenyao didn't want to entangle any more and just made it clear. She took only two steps forward when Wei Zian suddenly said: "Sister Yao, do you hate me?"

Stopping again, Meng Wenyao tried to feel the original owner's feelings, but found that her mind was empty. She said coldly: "No feelings."

After saying that, he didn't stop and left slowly. As soon as he walked out of the Imperial Study Room, he heard a deep voice from behind: "Yao'er."

After taking a long breath, Meng Wenyao knew that what was supposed to come would come. That stingy man must have been paying attention to this matter. She turned around calmly and smiled slightly: "I see you, Your Majesty."

The emperor helped Meng Wenyao up and looked at her expression carefully. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about her expression, he asked tentatively: "Why don't you wait for me to take a walk with you?"

When the test came, Meng Wenyao quickly turned her brain. How should I put it? She couldn't say that she wanted to be alone because she met Wei Zian.

In this way, I am afraid that I will have to explain why I was unhappy when meeting Wei Zian.

This is really a difficult question to answer. It would be too heartless to say that my former childhood sweetheart had no feelings at all.

If there was still some incestuous love, and she was afraid that the man in front of her would be jealous, Meng Wenyao considered her words and said carefully: "I feel a little uncomfortable, and I am worried that it will delay the emperor's business."

Meng Wenyao felt very guilty when she said this, because since she was one month old, the most important thing for the emperor was to take care of Meng Wenyao. No matter what he was doing, as long as Meng Wenyao got up, he would follow her immediately.

Sure enough, after saying this, the emperor's face began to look bad. His hold on Meng Wenyao's hand slowly began to tighten, and his tone began to become heavier: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Seemingly unable to escape, Meng Wenyao gritted her teeth and said, "When I came out just now, I met Wei Zian in the yard. Last time I heard Yue Ling say that he was engaged and said congratulations."

"Oh," the emperor's hand slowly touched Meng Wenyao's bulging belly and said with a smile, "Then what did Wei Zian say?"

Meng Wenyao secretly looked at the emperor's expression, and he didn't look very angry. He said tentatively: "He said that he didn't know that the situation was critical at the time, and his concubine was almost forcibly married by Yang Jiulang. Thanks to the emperor's heroic rescue of the beauty, now my concubine is It is truly a destiny to follow the emperor, and he wishes us good luck with Lin'er as soon as possible."

The emperor's smile deepened. Meng Wenyao slowly felt relieved and wanted to change the subject: "Your Majesty, have you chosen the name of the emperor in the past few days?"

"Still watching," as he spoke, the emperor slowly put the hand caressing Meng Wenyao's belly on her waist and carefully helped her walk.

"Why did Wei Zian look so lonely when he left? Could it be that he didn't sincerely congratulate us?"

Meng Wenyao's eyes suddenly widened. How could the emperor be so able to relate? If he really felt that Wei Zian's words were inconsistent, he would not embarrass him in his official career in the future.

The two people who had no relationship at first gradually became different under the emperor's repeated jealousy. Meng Wenyao was helpless and had to tell the truth.

"He also asked me if I hated him?"

The emperor stopped, stared into Wen Yao's eyes, and said seriously: "What did you say?"

Meng Wenyao looked at the emperor sincerely and tenderly, and said word by word: "I don't hate him. I'm very grateful that he didn't help me get rid of Yang Qilang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of seeking the emperor's asylum." , from this aspect, I would like to thank him, because it was his retreat that made the marriage between the emperor and me possible."

These few words finally pleased the emperor. A smile slowly appeared on his lips, and suddenly he said coldly: "You are not allowed to see him in the future."

He said it as if Meng Wenyao took the initiative to meet someone today. Meng Wenyao nodded and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, how could I see him in the harem? If he hadn't suddenly appeared outside the imperial study today, I would never have seen him in this life." As for him, by the way, Your Majesty, he is just an ordinary Hanlin, how can he be qualified to come to the Imperial Study Room?"

"Are you tired? Why don't we take the dragon chariot back."