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

The guard felt that this should not be a secret that he could know. Should he pretend to have diarrhea and report the crime to Governor Lu tomorrow morning, saying that he heard nothing tonight?

When he turned around, he saw a group of patrolling guards behind him, listening intently like him.

Yes, the law does not punish everyone, and the guard felt at ease and listened to the sexual intercourse of Governor Lu with everyone.

When the clouds and rain ended and the sky was still dark, Meng Wenyao quietly returned to her room while looking at Lu Yiran who was sleeping deeply.

Everyone had breakfast early in the morning and started to set off. The moment they saw Lu Yiran, Meng Wenyao greeted him as if nothing had happened.

"Good morning, Uncle Lu."

A bright smile, without any shyness or avoidance, as if everything last night was a dream.

But it was impossible. Thinking about the messy appearance of the sheets when he got up early, something must have happened. Lu Yiran was distracted all morning. He was increasingly unsure whether it really happened or whether it was just his own erotic dream.

He called the guard who was guarding the door last night and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Did anything happen last night?"

Hearing this question, the guard trembled and shook his head quickly: "I didn't hear anything. Last night, I had diarrhea. I went to the latrine several times and asked Lao Du to help guard for a while. Lao Du, you Did you hear anything?"

"No, nothing."

Not only the guards, but also the patrolling guards began to prove to themselves that they hadn't slept a wink all night and really hadn't heard anything.

Hearing that nothing happened, Lu Yiran felt that he should be happy, at least it proved that he did not abuse his brother's daughter.

But what was the reason for the disappointment that gradually filled his heart? He began to look at the carriage frequently, asking Meng Wenyao if he wanted to eat, and asking Meng Wenyao if he wanted to get down and change clothes.

Under Lu Yiran's care, the entire team moved slower and slower. Meng Wenyao in the carriage was already staggering with laughter.

"Uncle Lu, look!"

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Meng Wenyao pointed at the golden crow that was sinking to the west and sighed sincerely: "The most beautiful thing in the world is nothing but the sunset."

Lu Yiran is riding on a high horse. Looking sideways at the slightly raised snow-white face in the carriage, the face illuminated by the sunset seemed to be glowing slightly, just like the flush after the passion last night. Lu Yiran, who was hot, quickly averted his gaze.

"We are almost at the inn. You can come down and enjoy the sunset slowly."

Unfortunately, the sun had already set when we arrived at the inn. Meng Wenyao was about to go to bed after dinner when she was stopped by Lu Yiran.

"Today's food is a bit salty. Have you made tea?"

"Is it salty? My niece is eating it well."

Meng Wenyao seemed not to understand and did not answer the topic.

"Make a pot of tea for this governor."

In the end, Lu Yiran said this. He always felt that the tea brewed by Meng Wenyao had a mysterious power. It not only made his long-standing illnesses disappear overnight, but also allowed him to have spring dreams every night...

In short, if he couldn't drink the tea made by Meng Wenyao tonight, he thought he might have insomnia.

As a result, although he drank the tea, Lu Yiran kept lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The more he wanted to fall asleep and dream, the clearer his mind became.

He suspected that he had drunk too much tea. When he turned over again, he heard the door creak and an exquisite figure flashed in quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure had already got into his arms, showing pitiful eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Lu, there is a monster trying to eat me."

Just this sentence, Lu Yiran clearly remembered what she said exactly the same last night. It turned out that it was not a dream.

Since last night had happened, it would be too false to evade tonight. Lu Yiran turned over and pressed down unceremoniously, coaxing: "Uncle, help you drive away the monsters."

After another night of fierce fighting, the exhausted Lu Yiran forced himself not to fall asleep. He wanted to discuss the relationship between the two with Meng Wenyao.

I saw Meng Wenyao, who was about to faint from exhaustion, put on her clothes in a daze, and then left as if no one was around.

The shocked Lu Yiran quickly got up and followed, and saw that Meng Wenyao had returned to his room, and a group of patrolling guards stood in the corridor of the inn.

The team shook their heads in unison: "My subordinates didn't hear anything..."

Wanting to hide the truth, Lu Yiran said angrily: "Get out."

Returning to the room and lying on the bed, Lu Yiran already knew what was going on. It was probably because Meng Wenyao had nocturnal syndrome and had no idea what he had done.

"What should I do?"

The anxious Lu Yiran looked at the dark night sky, slowly turning into a fish-belly white color, but still couldn't think of a suitable solution.

If I say it directly, will it scare the girl? But don't say it, the two of them are already a couple, maybe they have children.

And General Meng in the capital, how could he speak?

It was so relaxing when he slept, but Lu Yiran was so troubled at this time.

He wrote a letter, but he really didn't have the courage to explain to General Meng face to face, so he could only say it clearly in the letter.

Now that things have come to this, he is not an irresponsible person. He asked General Meng to prepare for the marriage as soon as possible and get married as soon as he returns to the capital, so as to prevent Meng Wenyao from marrying into the Lu family with a pregnant belly in the future.

As the daylight dawned, the bodyguard who delivered the message left. Meng Wenyao's door opened. She saw Lu Yiran and greeted him as always.

"Good morning, Uncle Lu."

It looked like nothing had happened. Lu Yiran had a toothache. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Actually, I'm only a few years older than you. There's no need to call me uncle, I can just call you brother."

Meng Wenyao opened her mouth wide in surprise. If the bodyguard hadn't come over and said she could have breakfast, she wouldn't have known how to answer the question.

At the dinner table, Lu Yiran said gently for the first time: "Eat slowly, we are not in a hurry to go back and eat another egg."

Seeing the eggs peeled by Lu Yiran himself, the guards around them all put down their chopsticks and said that they had finished eating.

Meng Wenyao could no longer pretend not to understand, so she quickly put down her chopsticks and whispered: "My niece has finished eating too. Uncle Lu, please use it slowly."

He left the dining table as if fleeing, and as soon as he got on the carriage, the curtain was opened again, and Lu Yiran sat calmly on the other side of the carriage.

"I'm getting a little tired from riding all this time. You don't mind if I ride with you."

Meng Wenyao bowed, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Uncle Lu is the elder, and it should be Uncle Lu who rides in the carriage. It just so happens that my niece sat in the carriage all day yesterday, and her back and legs are sore. She wants to go out to ride a horse to stretch her muscles."

When he got up and was about to get off the carriage, a long muscular leg moved horizontally and directly blocked the door. Meng Wenyao was stunned and looked up at Lu Yiran.

The face that had always been serious and majestic was now much softer. His eyes seemed to be playful, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Why do your back and legs hurt? But you have nightmares at night?"