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

With the beating of Mr. Zhuang, and with the help of Meng Wenyao, Meng Wenyao was almost killed and had his family property robbed by his father, which once again set off a climax in the capital.

Everyone in the capital sympathized with Meng Wenyao and condemned Mr. Zhuang.

"You see, as soon as this incident comes out, whoever wants to marry Meng Wenyao in the capital, the first thing people in the capital will think of is that that person wants to occupy the Meng family's property."

Lin Shuyang said over and over again while praising: "This Meng Wenyao is really good at using methods. An orphan girl uses this method to make all those who covet her have to consider their reputation and not dare to take a step forward."

"The Prince of Nan'an still cares about her little bit of property?" Chu Yuanfeng was also furious at Meng Wenyao's actions. He was still trying hard to get his father to agree to their marriage, but Meng Wenyao actually pulled the plug from behind and stopped. Way to go.

"You don't care that it's your business, but the people in the capital don't understand. They only know that as long as they marry Meng Wenyao, they are trying to steal other people's property. As long as your Nan'an Palace wants to save face, you can't use force against Meng Wenyao. "

Lin Shuyang waved the folding fan and said, "Just let her go. Anyway, you used to leave her in the brothel and in the backyard without paying attention to her. Now that people don't want to pester you, you shouldn't be satisfied."

Besides, you said you were just worried about her being sold, so you searched all over the capital. Now that she is living well, what else do you have to worry about? If you are really worried, don't you still have me? I can help you. It is my duty to take care of her son, as he is still my adopted son. "

As they spoke, the two of them felt their hearts tighten at the same time. Chu Yuanfeng said tremblingly: "That child is mine."

"It does look a bit similar. I'm still wondering why my son looks like you."

Before Lin Shuyang finished speaking, he saw that Chu Yuanfeng had already left the ancestral hall and raised his voice: "Are you going to kneel down without punishment?"

The only answer he received was the chirping of cicadas.

Arriving at the Meng Mansion dripping with sweat, Chu Yuanfeng was unexpectedly stopped.

"Our wife said that no other people are allowed in."

What an idler, Chu Yuanfeng doesn't care about a servant. He is the dignified prince of Nan'an. He has unparalleled magical powers. He can't walk through the door, so he just climbs over the wall.

He came to where the backyard was and jumped in.

In the side room, Meng Wenyao was fanning Meng Chengwang when she suddenly heard the sound of the curtain shaking. Without raising her head, she whispered: "I just fell asleep, you don't need to wait on me, you can go out."

The visitor did not go out, but actually lowered the curtain and came in.

"What happened?"

Raising his head and meeting Chu Yuanfeng's eyes, Meng Wenyao immediately stood up and vaguely blocked Meng Chengwang behind him.

As Chu Yuanfeng approached step by step, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

"Why, now that things have come to this, you still prevent us, father and son, from meeting each other?"

Meng Wenyao looked at Chu Yuanfeng warily and retorted: "He is my son and has nothing to do with you."

"Oh, who is his father?"

"Shi Jingshan, my original elopement partner."

"You," Chu Yuanfeng laughed angrily at Meng Wenyao. He pinched Meng Wenyao's chin, bit her cherry red lips hard, and said word by word: "Have you forgotten that you are with me?" At that time, you were still a virgin?"

Unable to help but blush, Meng Wenyao turned her head and said depressedly: "This is my child. If I say he has no father, then he has no father. Doesn't it mean that the prince needs a blood test to test his marriage?"

"There is no need to drop blood for a blood test. He looks exactly like my son. He is my son, there is no doubt about it."

Letting go of Meng Wenyao, Chu Yuanfeng wanted to go around and hug Meng Chengwang: "Yaoer, be good. It was my fault in the past. I will repay you twice as much in the future. I will take Chengwang back to show my father. He will definitely not be able to let you go." Mother and son are living outside.”

"Chu Yuanfeng," Meng Wenyao turned around and hugged Meng Chengwang, staring at Chu Yuanfeng with red eyes.

"Listen, I don't care about entering your Nan'an Palace. Don't think that all the women in the world want to marry you. You can't even think of taking away my child."

Chu Yuanfeng seemed to be frozen, looking deeply at Meng Wenyao, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why, why are you not willing?"

"It's wrong to be in a bad family. The prince should marry someone else."

Meng Wenyao didn't even raise her head, gently shaking Meng Chengwang to comfort him who was about to wake up.

This angered Chu Yuanfeng, and he said angrily: "But this prince has fallen in love with you."

His roar succeeded in frightening Meng Chengwang, and Meng Wenyao quickly coaxed the child softly: "Bao'er, don't cry, Bao'er won't be afraid..."

After a while, Meng Chengwang fell asleep again. Meng Wenyao's expression remained firm and she whispered: "I don't like you."

Chu Yuanfeng wanted to roar again, but was afraid of surprising Meng Chengwang. He was like a depressed lion, pacing back and forth in the room, then raised the curtain and left, but after a while he raised the curtain again and came in.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, think about your children. If you marry into the palace, you are expected to be your legitimate son and inherit the palace in the future."

"Huh," Meng Wenyao sneered again and again.

"We, mother and son, don't dare to think about the royal family's inheritance. The prince should marry someone else and have a legitimate son."

"You still hate what I said before, when I was, then..."

Chu Yuanfeng knew that nothing could change that dark history. He had never thought that he would have such a deep love for a woman, so deep that all opinions about family status were useless. He just wanted to stay with her for a hundred years.

Not only did Meng Wenyao hate him, but he himself also hated himself for saying so many uncontrollable words before. He was so angry that he smashed the table, and the teacups on the table swayed, making Meng Chengwang cry again.

Meng Wenyao raised her head and looked at Chu Yuanfeng fiercely. Chu Yuanfeng felt guilty for a while. At this time, the curtain just opened and Lin Shuyang walked in.

"What's wrong? Why is my son crying so hard? You guys are also serious. If you can't talk about something properly, my son will not be able to sleep well."

Lin Shuyang spoke of my son, which once again angered Chu Yuanfeng, and he shouted: "That's my son."

"Ah Feng, this is what's wrong with you. When Cheng Wang was born, people were willing to call you godfather, but you didn't want to. It shows that there is not much affection between father and son. Listen to me, Ah Feng. It's your fault in the first place, you can't be so arrogant."

Chu Yuanfeng, a tough-minded man, said one sentence with red eyes. He said in a hoarse voice: "I know I was wrong. What on earth do you want me to do to forgive me?"

As if he had never seen Chu Yuanfeng like this before, Lin Shuyang was frightened and urged Meng Wenyao to answer: "Sister, just tell me, it won't be a problem if you waste so much time."

Meng Wenyao smiled bitterly, shook her head and said, "You don't believe me why I don't want to marry him, so I will make it clear today that I, the daughter of the Meng family, will not marry anyone else, but only a son-in-law."