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

After hearing this, Mother Yao slapped her thigh and secretly cursed herself for being stupid. She stopped what she was doing, pulled Meng Wenyao along and said, "I was so busy with these unimportant and most important things that I forgot to tell you. You Remember, men, the less you can eat, the more interested you will be. When the prince comes to see you in the future, you must be careful and don't give your body to the prince unless he agrees to take you into the house."

As she said that, she suddenly hugged Meng Wenyao and said emotionally: "My son, your life is so good. If I had met such a good person when I was young, I would be so happy to worship the Bodhisattva now. You are as calm as a person who has nothing to do, really. A life of wealth and honor."

Unable to understand the joy of being a concubine, Meng Wenyao remained silent at the right time.

Speaking of Chu Yuanfeng, although he often hung out in brothels, he only came here to listen to music in the afternoon and never stayed over at night, so Meng Wenyao slept very soundly that night.

Early the next morning, Yao's mother rushed over to help Meng Wenyao dress up. She patted her thighs while dressing up: "Oh, I almost forgot, you don't have a name yet. How about calling me Peony? It's beautiful and fragrant."

Meng Wenyao rolled her eyes, and Yao's mother flattered her: "You sang well yesterday, why not call it Bai Ling?"

"Oops, I don't think well. I'll find a talented person to give you a nice name."

Meng Wenyao stretched out her hand to hold Yao's mother and said with a smile: "If the prince really likes me, why not let the prince choose a name."

"Okay," Yao's mother slapped her thigh and said happily: "How could I forget that this is still possible? If the prince is willing to name you personally, he will definitely treat you as one of his own in the future and will never let others touch you. I'm sure I will marry you into the prince's palace, good boy, it's because of your cleverness."

After Meng Wenyao finished packing, she started to look at the door, waiting for Chu Yuanfeng to come.

I waited eagerly from morning to night, but there was not a soul around.

"It's okay. The prince didn't come here every day before. The prince is an important minister in the court, but he is busy. Let's wait tomorrow."

In this way, Meng Wenyao waited for five days under the self-comfort of Yao's mother. At first, she imitated her mother Yao's behavior, scratching her head and waiting, and then she just ate melon seeds while waiting.

While waiting, I laughed wildly in my heart. I felt like I was acting, and there were cameras everywhere. It was interesting to think about it.

Unfortunately, five days passed in the blink of an eye, and Chu Yuanfeng seemed to have disappeared.

"It's okay. Although the Crown Prince didn't come, the Crown Prince's friends didn't come to find you either. Do you know what this means?"

"What?" Meng Wenyao was a little curious. Apart from not taking it to heart, is there any other reason?

Mother Yao, who was decadent in medical reform, said in high spirits: "You left after singing that night. I heard the girl who was waiting inside said that those young men were making trouble one by one to ask you to come back. The prince would not let you come back. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that. The Crown Prince is interested, and in their hearts, you are already the Crown Prince's, so no matter how curious they are about you, they won't bother you."

This statement was barely acceptable, and Meng Wenyao couldn't help but wonder: "What if the prince never comes?"

After hearing this, Mother Yao's face turned pale. She was obviously afraid that Chu Yuanfeng, who was never emotionless, was just jealous for a moment, and she might have forgotten the singer in Baihualou.

"I'm going to ask someone to find out."

The person Yao's mother is looking for is Lin Shuyang, the prince of Jingyuan Hou. She has known Chu Yuanfeng since childhood, and the two of them wear the same pair of pants.

After listening to Yao's mother, he volunteered to go over and ask questions.

"Hey, what did you think of that singer in Baihua Building that day? The mother in the building asked. If you were not interested, Mother Yao would ask someone to come out to pick up the guests. If you were interested, how long would they wait? On."

After saying that, Lin Shuyang kept looking sideways at Chu Yuanfeng, as if he wanted to get some clues from his ice face that had not changed for thousands of years.

"What can I have in mind? I've told you a long time ago that I won't touch a girl from a brothel. You don't believe in evil, so you insist on dragging me to that place again and again."

Chu Yuanfeng refused as usual. Lin Shuyang really didn't believe in evil and continued to provoke: "I really don't like it, but I heard from Yao's mother that no one had seen that girl in the building just a few days ago. , not even the girl in the building. If you really mind that she comes from a brothel, how about I redeem her for you and make her my god-sister? Is her identity okay?"

"roll."

Hearing Lin Shuyang's unreasonable words, Chu Yuanfeng did not give the other party a chance to take advantage of the loopholes.

"I said no, I don't want it, if you like your hairdressing cage."

"Are you serious?" Lin Shuyang looked at Chu Yuanfeng without blinking, for fear of missing even a little bit of unbearable emotion. Unfortunately, Chu Yuanfeng didn't react.

"I said, the girls in your building don't like it, and the girls at home don't touch it. Isn't it because you haven't mastered the magic skill of Lao Shizi yet?"

After hearing this, Chu Yuanfeng finally stopped wiping the sword and said teasingly: "How about we try two moves."

"No, no, you know I'm just a showman."

Lin Shuyang said a few other words to Chu Yuanfeng, then said goodbye and left.

He turned around and asked someone to tell Yao's mother: "Let that girl receive the guests, Prince Chu is not interested in her."

After hearing this reply, Yao's mother from Baihualou felt that the sky was falling. She murmured: "It's impossible. I've been looking at men all my life. It's impossible to look at men wrongly. That night, I looked at him for real. Prince Chu looked up. With that look, if you don’t want me to be tempted, I can dig out my eyes and play them like footballs.”

It's a pity that no one answered Yao's mother's question. The person who came left this sentence and left. Yao's mother looked at Meng Wenyao who lived in the first-class room. Although she couldn't believe that this incredible wealth was gone in the blink of an eye, she still had to put it aside. Meng Wenyao was sent back to the original small room.

"Maybe there will be another chance in the future."

After leaving a word, Yao's mother left, leaving a sweet girl looking at Meng Wenyao in a daze.

"Girl, how could the Crown Prince not like you? Why don't I go to the palace and ask? Is it that the Crown Prince is not in the capital these days?"

Meng Wenyao was dumbfounded, but he was just a man, and it felt like the sky had fallen!

However, Meng Wenyao was surprised that Sister Tian could go out, but it was possible when she thought about it. She was not a waiter who received guests, so the people in the building must not be watching her closely.

"Sister Sweetie, let's forget about the Crown Prince. I used to like Mengji's snacks at the entrance of Liushu Hutong. If you can go out and buy some for me, they have a master who makes the best red bean cakes. You ask? Ask the master if he still makes it, and if the master makes it, buy more."

Seeing that Meng Wenyao didn't care about Prince Chu at all and only wanted to eat snacks, Sister Tian thought that her girl was too sad, so she didn't think much about it and went out to buy snacks.