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

Mother Li was no longer afraid of scolding people, but when there was a life-threatening lawsuit, Mother Li immediately collapsed to the ground with fear.

Fortunately, Li Xiucai usually worked part-time as a helper to write complaints. Under Li's mother's pressure, he wrote down the story that Mr. Xiang raped the Li family's daughter-in-law, causing the Li family's daughter-in-law to commit suicide in unbearable humiliation.

With the sound of a drum in Jingzhao Yamen, a major case began.

Meng Wenyao stood in the front hall of Meng Mansion, watching Jing Zhaoyin take her father Xiang Demei away, crying heartbrokenly: "My father is a good man, he did not kill anyone, the official must avenge my father." .”

When the group of people left the Meng Mansion, Sister Tian whispered: "Miss, we are gone."

She immediately stopped talking, Meng Wenyao took a long breath and asked, "Is it touching that I'm crying?"

"It's so touching. Even the government officials couldn't bear to see it." Tian Jieer covered her mouth and snickered.

"That's good. Starting from tomorrow, I will go to the Yamen to deliver meals to my father every day. Remember to deliver meals from famous restaurants in the capital."

If she is sent away like this, no one in the capital will know that she is a filial daughter. She lives in a dynasty where reputation is more important than wealth. Being a filial daughter will be convenient for anything in the future.

"However, if we send such good things over, the prison bosses will definitely eat them themselves and will not send them to the master."

"Yes, I just want to make a name for myself, and I don't really want to bring food to my good father. I don't care whether he can eat it or not. As long as everyone in the capital knows that I am a filial daughter, that's fine."

This case was as sensational as the last time Meng Wenyao faked a corpse. For Lin Shuyang, who had nothing to do, he naturally had to tell Chu Yuanfeng about it again.

"You said that although there are not many people in the Meng family, there have been quite a lot of incidents this year. Their family has been talked about everywhere in the capital."

Chu Yuanfeng sneered: "Which house doesn't have a basket full of dirty things like this? It means that the Meng family's affairs have been exposed."

"That's true. I heard that Li Xiucai's family is poor. If the Meng family is willing to spend money, Mr. Xiang will be fine. But guess what, Miss Meng is really an interesting person. The food and rice in the best restaurants in the capital seem to be free. He has to send it to his father in the cell. Now it is said all over the capital that Miss Meng is a filial daughter, and it is her, a filial daughter, who deserves the sentence for his father."

"Huh?" Chu Yuanfeng didn't understand.

Lin Shuyang gave Chu Yuanfeng a blow and said with a smile: "Are you stupid in fighting? You have no sense of the world. Miss Meng is so willing to spend money. People in the Yamen thought that Miss Meng had money and could blackmail her. But Miss Meng As if he doesn't understand, he refuses to spend even a few cents on helping his father. Doesn't this force the people in the yamen to impose harsh sentences?"

"Maybe she really doesn't understand."

"A Feng, I'm not telling you to think carefully about the Meng family's affairs. Since Miss Meng came back, she has solved the family's troubles without bloodshed and gained a reputation as a filial daughter. She is a ruthless person."

Meng family, Meng family, Chu Yuanfeng whispered in his heart, feeling that there was something he couldn't remember. What was it?

"Jinxiu Pavilion belongs to the Meng family. This Meng family needs to be investigated carefully." Chu Yuanfeng said solemnly.

"What are you checking for? Miss Meng is an orphan. You can marry her back."

When it came to marrying a wife, Chu Yuanfeng was silent. Although he could avoid it, he still made an engagement under the pressure of King Nan'an. He seemed to remember that the girl said more than once that she did not want to be a concubine. Did she wait for him to get married? The girl will completely disappear from his life. No, she has already disappeared. He just refuses to admit it.

This capital city is really depressing without her.

"Let's go out for a horse race out of the city."

It was a beautiful and sunny day, and it was a good time to say goodbye. Meng Wenyao sat in the carriage, waiting for the exiled Master Xiang to pass by.

Since her experience was smooth and nothing sad happened, it took a lot of time to brew up her grief. Fortunately, her eyes finally turned red before the official escorted Master Xiang arrived.

After not seeing Mr. Xiang for a few days, Meng Wenyao once again acted in grief, almost crying and fainting in Mei Zhi's arms.

The official saw her, a little girl crying so sadly, and couldn't bear to suggest: "Miss Meng, if you have anything to say to your father, please say it as soon as possible, otherwise it will delay our journey."

After the officer finished speaking, he motioned with his eyes to Meng Wenyao to quickly send the baggage and silver he had prepared. Unfortunately, Meng Wenyao cried so hard that he did not mention the gift.

What a joke, does giving money and clothes make Xiang Demei's life easier?

Then how could she be worthy of her dead mother and grandmother.

She was just pretending to prepare the baggage. She just wanted to cry uncontrollably, and then pretended that she had forgotten to give the package, leaving Xiang Demei to go on the road empty-handed.

In the past few days, although Xiang Demei did not eat the prison food prepared by Meng Wenyao, he heard many prison bosses say to him: "You are such a filial daughter. If it weren't for your blessing, I would never be able to eat like this in my life." Good meal.”

Therefore, Xiang Demei thought that Meng Wenyao still had some father-daughter affection for him. He urged: "Daughter, it's a long way to go for my father. Please give me the package and go home quickly. Don't forget to ask someone to deliver it to me in the future." thing."

The official standing by the road also lost his patience and said impatiently: "Miss Meng, give the package to your father quickly so that we can get on our way as soon as possible."

At this time, a voice came from far away: "Drive!"

The two officials looked at it and said in surprise: "The bloody horse, this is the mount of the Prince of Nan'an."

"Afraid of going out of the city to run a horse race, we stood in the middle of the road and got out of the way quickly so as not to block the prince's horse race."

The two officials turned around and found that Meng Wenyao and the maid had climbed into the carriage and lowered the curtain.

"Master, our young lady has a deep love for father and daughter, and it's hard to calm down when we meet each other. Since it's getting late, Master, please get on your way as soon as possible."

"But the package..." Before Xiang Demei could finish her sentence, two official servants had already gone to salute Chu Yuanfeng as if to please.

Because it was a joke that shocked the capital, Chu Yuanfeng and Lin Shuyang slowed down early, looked at Xiang Demei, and said to the official: "The one from the Meng family?"

The official almost bowed his head and said, "Yes, Mr. Xiang is going into exile today. Miss Meng is here to see him off."

After saying that, the officer pointed to the carriage next to him.

Meng Wenyao, who was in the carriage, heard the sound of horse hooves approaching, and her nails dug into her flesh without knowing the pain. She was so tense that she almost forgot to breathe. If she was discovered, she would never be able to escape again.

It's not like she hadn't heard that Chu Yuanfeng was engaged, and she had been a concubine in the past. If she were to be a concubine, it would be better to die.

"Ms. Meng, I have something to inquire about."

Fortunately, the horse stopped next to the carriage, and Chu Yuanfeng was still civilized and did not lift the curtain of the carriage or ask Meng Wenyao to get off the carriage.

"Sir, please speak."