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

This thought reminded me of dinner time. General Meng still couldn't figure out the reason.

Sitting at the dinner table, Meng Wenyao thought about what General Meng's expression would be like when Jiang Qinghe showed up.

"Reporting to the general, Miss Jiang is not feeling well. There will be no dinner tonight."

He didn't come, and he didn't get to watch a good show. Meng Wenyao looked at General Meng in a daze, bored, and muttered: "Brother, why are you back so late today?"

"But Yao'er is too hungry and can't wait any longer?"

Speaking of Cao Cao and Cao Cao's arrival, Meng Wenshan, the eldest son of the Meng family, is preparing for the martial arts exam recently. It is very hard to study and practice martial arts. He goes to his master's house to study every day and does not come back until he finishes studying.

"Brother came back late today because he took a detour to buy peanut cakes and was delayed for a while."

While talking, Meng Wenshan sat down opposite Meng Wenyao. Seeing that Jiang Qinghe was not there, he asked, "Why isn't Qinghe here?"

"Sister Qinghe is not feeling well, so she won't eat tonight."

"Oh, then I'll send her the peanut cake."

Meng Wenshan, who had just sat down, was about to stand up when General Meng pulled him to sit down and said in a deep voice: "Eat first."

Lifting the peanut cake in his hand, Meng Wenshan said with a smile: "Father, Qinghe will be hungry if she doesn't eat dinner. I will send this peanut cake to her so that she can cushion her stomach when she is hungry. The peanut cake will be cold later." It doesn’t taste good.”

"Yes, father, this peanut cake is sister Qinghe's favorite snack. My brother went over to buy it. Why did you stop him from sending it to me? Aren't you letting me down?"

In fact, Jiang Qinghe was ostensibly an adopted daughter of the Meng family, but in reality she was raised as the eldest mistress. Meng Wenshan had always regarded Jiang Qinghe as his unmarried wife.

Now that Meng Wenyao was joking like this, a rare blush appeared on his bronze face.

General Meng, who originally regarded Jiang Qinghe as his daughter-in-law, could no longer look at his adopted daughter since he found out about Song Feijie and Jiang Qinghe's personal affairs. He said angrily: "She is not in good health. She should have an empty stomach. Wouldn't it be better to eat snacks?" Stay still and sit down to eat.”

No matter how insensitive he was, Meng Wenshan felt his father's unhappiness. He asked Meng Wenyao with his eyes, but Meng Wenyao pretended not to understand.

In the last life, the Meng family was plotted by Song Feijie at a critical moment, so there is a possibility that Meng Wenshan, a fool, could be exploited by Jiang Qinghe.

Meng Wenyao pointed at the oil paper bag and said with a smile: "Brother said to eat it while it's hot, why don't you give it to sister?"

Two packs of snacks were stacked on top of each other. Meng Wenshan specially took out the bottom one and gave it to Meng Wenyao.

"Brother, I want the one above."

"The bottom one is crowded and a little broken. My sister is going to eat it now anyway, so the broken one saves you the chance to bite."

Without reaching out to take the oil paper bag handed over by Meng Wenshan, Meng Wenyao looked at General Meng and said aggrievedly: "Brother is so partial. Even if it's a snack, give me the broken ones and give the good ones to Sister Qinghe. Since I don't deserve to eat it." If it’s complete, then I won’t eat it.”

General Meng, who had just picked up the chopsticks, dropped the chopsticks with a bang. Meng Wenshan's hands shook in fright, and he almost dropped the snack to the ground. He immediately stood up and apologized.

"But what did my son do wrong? Father, please teach me that your son is either partial or Qinghe is alone in our house. If you beat me, please tell me that you should treat her better than your own sister. Don't let her feel Being ostracized, if you feel that your son has done something wrong, he will change it in the future."

After gritting his teeth and swallowing blood, General Meng still couldn't explain Jiang Qinghe's matter clearly. He hesitated for a long time before asking: "The martial arts exam is coming soon. It's not appropriate for you to just go to the master to study your studies recently. The martial arts exam is more important. Don’t fall behind in your boxing and kicking skills. You go to the western suburbs military camp tonight to practice with your master, and don’t go home before the martial arts test.”

"tonight?"

Meng Wenshan was a little confused as to why his father's decision was so sudden, but considering that his father seemed to be in a bad mood, he could only bite the bullet and obey.

"Then I'll go after dinner."

"There's no need to eat dinner. If you're hungry on the way, just eat these two packs of snacks. Let's leave now."

Listening to what he said, Meng Wenshan always felt that General Meng was angry because of these two packs of snacks, but he couldn't drive away his own son at night.

Picking up the snacks in his hands, Meng Wenshan regretted a little. He shouldn't have bought peanut cakes, but should have bought a portion of pork head.

Looking at Meng Wenshan's disappearing figure, Meng Wenyao began to persuade her lost old father again.

"Dad, you also know that my brother has always treated Sister Qinghe as his wife. If you don't make a decision, one day when my brother gets drunk, the child in Sister Qinghe's belly may become my brother's?"

"With me here, she can't enter the Meng family."

Sighing, Meng Wenyao continued to lobby: "Then you want to tell brother the truth? How sad will brother be? If he thinks that Song Feijie is forcing sister Qinghe, and he and Song Feijie get into trouble, our family will be in trouble with Lu in the future. Family relations are not good.

The best thing is to let Sister Qinghe marry Song Feijie. My brother thinks that Sister Qinghe likes Song Feijie and will definitely quit gracefully, which also saves the face of Song Feijie and Sister Qinghe. "

Seeing that General Meng seemed to be loose, Meng Wenyao took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

"As for me, I will go to Youzhou first and file a complaint with Governor Lu in person. This matter is all Song Feijie's fault. Governor Lu will definitely not make things difficult for me. He might even feel sorry for me, so I can take advantage of the situation. Governor Lu can take it, even if he can't take it, father, if you just pretend to say something like this, it won't hurt the relationship between the two of you if the kid is acting nonsense."

"How about it, I'll go and be the good guy, and father, you stay in the capital and be the bad guy. We can advance and retreat in a controlled manner, and we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

After a set of combination punches, General Meng was already a little confused. He hesitated: "This..."

"Father, you are wise and powerful, but you have some ink marks. You must know that the opportunity must not be missed. When Governor Lu comes back from Youzhou, there will be no chance for me to be alone with him."

"Father, if you continue to think about it, you will miss the opportunity to fight."

After urging again and again, General Meng finally took the initiative. He slapped the table and said, "Okay, then you can set off tomorrow morning."

Early the next morning, Meng Wenyao rushed to Youzhou with his guards.

After more than ten days of horse racing, Meng Wenyao finally rushed to Youzhou when she was exhausted and fainted. Taking the token she stole from General Meng, she went straight to the garrison.

"Miss, you can't go in. Governor Lu is resting inside."

The one he was looking for was Governor Lu. Meng Wenyao was afraid that Lu Yiran would not be in the garrison mansion, but she didn't expect such good luck.

"I am the daughter of a mighty general. I have something to ask Governor Lu."

Showing the token in his hand, the guard hesitated and went in to report. After a while, the guard came over and asked Meng Wenyao to come in.

"Uncle Lu wuwuwu..."