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

His fists clenched, Lu Yiran tightened his cheeks and said in a deep voice: "Yao'er, after this incident, I won't let her step into the Lu family again. Our children will never have any problems, don't be afraid."

Being held in Lu Yiran's arms again, Meng Wenyao's heart gradually cooled down. It turned out that even if Mrs. Song had done such a thing, there would not be any punishment from Lu Yiran, she would just be grounded in another courtyard.

It seems that if Lu Yiran doesn't really feel the pain, he won't do anything substantial.

"I'm not afraid, my sister just really wants Mr. Song to inherit the title. Why don't the governor adopt Mr. Song over now so that my sister can rest assured that she won't hurt me and the child again in the future."

Seeing the innocent light shining in Meng Wenyao's big innocent eyes, Lu Yiran felt heartache. Meng Wenyao really loved this child, so much that he didn't have to give up the title for the sake of the child.

And her sister, who claimed to be dependent on her, actually wanted him to cut off his children for the sake of a title. He hugged Meng Wenyao tightly and comforted him: "Yao'er, my title will only belong to our children. Let's not mention the past things for the time being. From now on, Feijie will be just my nephew, and if my sister dares to have any thoughts that she shouldn't have, I won't be lenient."

"I believe that my sister won't do it. She was just confused yesterday."

Is it really a moment of confusion? Lu Yiran no longer dared to delve deeper into it.

He once thought that he would never be able to have a child of his own in this life, and he sincerely cultivated Seinfeld as his heir. Now...

He smiled bitterly, fearing that not only Mrs. Song, but also Song Feijie had a huge appetite and was really riding a tiger.

But fortunately, he is still in his prime and can still watch his children grow up. He must personally cultivate a better heir than Seinfeld.

Keep him the heir of Lu Yiran's bloodline.

Jiang Qinghe in the Song Mansion was keenly aware of something strange about himself after he woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" The hoarse voice startled her. She hurriedly took Jasmine's hand and asked, "Is the child still there?"

Jasmine did not dare to answer, but lowered her head to wipe her tears. The maids and women in the room did not dare to breathe. Jiang Qinghe closed her eyes in pain. Thinking of the scene before she fainted, she said with hatred: "It's Meng Wenyao."

"It's not Miss Meng. Grandma, the blood swallow you ate yesterday was given to Miss Meng by Mrs. Song. Miss Meng was not in the house, so the housekeeper gave it to our house directly."

"Is it mother-in-law?" Jiang Qinghe asked with a smile and a cry, and all the maids nodded in unison.

Jiang Qinghe, who was clenching the quilt tightly, suddenly lost her strength. It turned out to be Mrs. Song who caused her to lose her child. As a daughter-in-law, how could she have any position to question her mother-in-law? Moreover, it seemed that everything was an accident.

"Where's the young master?"

"Young Master fell down yesterday and is resting in the study."

"Haha~" Jiang Qinghe sneered twice and stopped talking.

Her mother-in-law caused her to lose her child, and her husband pretended to be ill and disappeared. She suddenly became an abandoned child and was useless.

Who should she hate? Meng Wenyao? Or Mrs. Song?

Who should I turn to for help? I can't just lie in bed and let others ignore me.

What's even more tragic is that she found that she didn't even have any support from her maternal family. Meng Wenyao indirectly caused her miscarriage. Even if Meng Wenyao wanted to come over, she didn't want to see him.

General Meng is a foreigner, and since he married Song Feijie, General Meng has never had any contact with her. General Meng did not even say a word of thanks for the handmade clothes she sent to Meng's house.

The only person who can support her and is willing to support her is probably Meng Wenshan. However, since she married into the Song family, there has been no news about Meng Wenshan. I am afraid even he is avoiding her.

After thinking for a while, she realized that she could only go to Meng Wenyao. She called Jasmine and explained: "Go to the Lu Mansion and tell Yao'er that I don't blame her for this matter and ask her not to take it to heart. Our relationship is as good as ever. If she has time, come and see me."

She felt that Meng Wenyao had caused her miscarriage by mistake, and now she was probably waiting in the Song Mansion to make amends. With her being so generous, she should be able to even out the hatred between the two of them for stealing her husband.

"Grandma, you have just woken up, so you should eat something first. The doctor said that you should take good care of yourself, avoid overthinking, and should not meet guests. If you take good care of yourself, you will have children in the future."

This sentence lit up Jiang Qinghe's gloomy life. Yes, even though she had a miscarriage, she would still be able to have children in the future, unlike Meng Wenyao, who could never have children in her life.

Under the service of the maid, Jiang Qinghe ate some porridge, and then said: "I will take a nap. If Yao'er comes to see me, let her go back first."

"Yes." The maid lowered her eyebrows and said.

After two or three days of this, except for Mrs. Song who sent some supplements, no one from the Lu family came to visit, and no one even sent supplements.

Jiang Qinghe finally felt that something was wrong and asked: "But when Yao'er came to see me, you said something unpleasant and she was angry. Why hasn't she come over in the past two days?"

After hearing this, the keen maid had already found an opportunity to sneak out. Only a new silly girl said directly: "Mrs. Meng is pregnant. Governor Lu is watching closely and will not let Mrs. Meng leave the house. "

"Pop" and "Pap" were heard two clear and crisp sounds in succession, which frightened the maids hiding outside the door.

Meng Wenyao, who was being watched closely, took advantage of Lu Yiran's opportunity to go out, got on the carriage and escaped from the house.

The carriage went straight to the Meng Mansion. After arriving at the Meng Mansion, Meng Wenyao grabbed General Meng and began to whisper.

"What, you want me to secretly destroy your carriage, why?"

"Keep your voice down."

Meng Wenyao looked around and then continued: "You know, I am pregnant with the Governor's child. Mrs. Song has always wanted Song Feijie to adopt Song Feijie to the Governor. She was thinking of ways to give birth to my baby. I thought there would be no Qian. The principle of guarding against Japanese thieves is to take advantage of today and take the initiative to attack."

General Meng seemed to understand: "You want me to damage the carriage, and then when you get injured while doing it, you blame Mrs. Song?

This is not good, not to mention that the governor may not be able to see it, but it would be bad if you really get hurt and hurt the child. "

"You worry a little too much," Meng Wenyao was unable to explain more. She didn't have much time, so she directly ordered: "First do as I say, secretly damage the carriage and don't let the people in the Lu family find out. Then find an unfamiliar boy to go to the military camp to report the news, and say..."

After some planning, Meng Wenyao sat in the Lufu carriage and went outside the city to worship Buddha and fulfill her vows. General Meng was worried and followed behind in a carriage.

Not long after leaving the city, the axles of the Lu Mansion's carriage were cracked. Although it would not be broken immediately, for the sake of safety, Meng Wenyao still changed to the carriage of the Meng Mansion behind him and continued to worship Buddha and fulfill his vows outside the city.