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

"Seriously?" Several people asked at the same time.

"This is still false. The governor's wife was frightened two days ago, and the doctor from Huichun Hall even asked for Ping'an Pulse. And I heard..."

He looked around to see if there was no one else, and then whispered: "I heard that Governor Lu's sister saw that her son could not inherit the title of Governor, so she attacked the Governor's wife, and was even driven to the nunnery by the Governor.

You think about it, the governor doesn't like anything about this nephew at this time. In this martial arts competition, the brothers have enough to fight hard. The real little governor is in the belly of the governor's wife. After all, the surname is Song. Still named Song. "

Several people were doubtful and took notes in their minds. When they turned around and asked, they found out that it was indeed what the person said. They were so happy. If they really encountered Song Feijie in Wuju, they would really show no mercy.

Naturally, these words reached Jiang Qinghe's ears. She was in confinement these days, and she really didn't know that everything outside had been turned upside down.

"Mother-in-law really attacked Meng Wenyao? Was she really driven to the family temple?"

The maids responded silently, confirming that the news was true.

This time, it was Jiang Qinghe's turn to think that he was a joke, and he went to great lengths to marry Song Feijie, thinking that in a few years, she would become the head matron of the Lu family, and the future first-class wife.

Who would have thought that Song Feijie would become an abandoned son in the blink of an eye. If she had known this, why would she have bothered to plan like this? She would have just stayed in the Meng Mansion and married Meng Wenshan.

Thinking of Meng Wenshan, Jiang Qinghe felt that this might be the only person in the world who had given her warmth. She wondered if he still had her in his heart.

Before he knew it, a sentimental letter was written. Jiang Qinghe stared at the letter for a long time, and finally put it into the envelope.

"Moli, give the letter to Mr. Meng."

Looking at the thin envelope, Jasmine raised her head in disbelief and said hesitantly: "Miss, you are already married. Isn't it appropriate to write to the eldest son again?"

There was a moment of embarrassment on his face, and Jiang Qinghe said angrily: "Just send it over, don't tell anyone."

"Take it!"

Under Jiang Qinghe's repeated reminders, Jasmine had no choice but to leave the Song Mansion with this hot envelope.

Almost without hesitation, Jasmine delivered the letter to Meng Wenyao.

Opening the letter and reading it word by word, Meng Wenyao's heart grew colder and colder as she read it. This Jiang Qinghe really only knew how to weigh the pros and cons to seduce men. He didn't care whether Meng Wenshan was at the critical moment of preparing for the exam, he only thought about his own love idea.

After giving Jasmine a few words, Meng Wenyao sent a message to the Meng Mansion, asking General Meng to be on guard and not to let Meng Wenshan have any contact with Jiang Qinghe.

Jasmine, who returned to the Song Mansion, reported back to Jiang Qinghe in a brisk tone: "When I saw the eldest son, the eldest son was practicing archery. He didn't have a pen at hand, and he was worried that the young lady would be waiting impatiently, so he asked the maid to say something. Don’t worry, Miss.”

Seeing the smile gradually appearing on Jiang Qinghe's face, Jasmine continued: "By the way, miss, the Meng family has an ancestral secret medicine for increasing strength. The eldest son asked his slave to bring back a copy for him to take, so that he can be strong during the martial arts exams." Winning the first prize in martial arts in one fell swoop.”

Taking a packet of medicinal powder, Jiang Qinghe weighed it repeatedly and muttered: "There is still a secret medicine in the Meng Mansion? Why didn't I know?"

She also thought that since it was a secret medicine, it was normal for her not to know about it. Even Meng Wenyao, her daughter, might not know about it. Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghe had a sweet smile on his lips.

It seemed that even though she was married, Meng Wenshan still treated her with the same heart and soul as before, so she had nothing to worry about.

The martial arts competition began on the second day, with each examination of bows, arrows, horses, infantry, tactics, strategies, etc., and the last day was the martial arts competition. Lu Yiran would take the test in person. Meng Wenyao had been begging for a long time and finally got an opportunity to watch it live.

A few days before the martial arts competition, everything went smoothly. Both Meng Wenshan and Song Feijie performed very well, especially Meng Wenshan. More than a month of closed training in the military camp allowed him to come out on top in many competitions.

When Jiang Qinghe learned about this, he felt more and more that the secret medicine was extraordinary and might really enable people to perform beyond their normal abilities. On the last day of the competition, Jiang Qinghe gave Song Feijie to take it early in the morning because he was afraid that Song Feijie would know about the secret medicine. Source: Jiang Qinghe did not tell Seinfeld about the secret medicine.

On this day, Meng Wenyao invited Jiang Qinghe to watch the show together. She thought that Jiang Qinghe, who was in confinement, would not go, but unexpectedly, the two of them ended up sitting in the booth together.

"You are now Xiaoyue Zhong, why are you really here? If you are worried about the results of Mr. Song's competition, just ask your servants to report it to you as soon as possible. Why bother coming here in person?"

The affectionate words were as usual. Jiang Qinghe also deliberately ignored the many changes between the two and said with a smile: "It's hot today and there is no wind. It's okay for me to go out. Besides, it's uncomfortable to be bored at home for many days. Listen, He said he could enter the infield today, so I couldn’t help but be curious and come over with everyone to have a look.”

The gongs and drums rang not far away, and the vigorous boys and men began to compete. Many maids brought by the official ladies around began to shout and scream. Jiang Qinghe stood up and looked into the distance.

He quickly sat down again and said as if unintentionally: "Why didn't you see Brother Meng? I heard that he won the first place in archery this time."

"He was drawn to the back of the lot and will come later."

After speaking calmly, Meng Wenyao suddenly approached Jiang Qinghe and whispered: "Let me tell you secretly, my brother came late because he was on a blind date. You don't know that my brother has done well in competitions these days. He has been chosen by several families and even won the martial arts exam." I can’t wait until it’s over, I’m blocking the door to see my brother.”

Seeing the smile on Jiang Qinghe's face, Meng Wenyao asked without seeming to notice: "Which young lady do you think is worthy of my brother?"

"Originally, my brother was just a child from an ordinary family. Unexpectedly, after I married Governor Lu, my brother became Governor Lu's brother-in-law. His status suddenly increased, and he became a favorite in the palace of the capital. Miss, everyone wants to join our Meng Mansion, my father is worried to death, it’s just a trick~"

Meng Wenyao began to talk naggingly, and every sentence was like a knife piercing Jiang Qinghe's heart.

Seeing Jiang Qinghe's face getting paler, Meng Wenyao said worriedly: "How are you? Are you okay? I just said that you are still in confinement and can't come out."

Almost smashing the handkerchief in his hand, Jiang Qinghe stopped his trembling body and smiled miserably: "I didn't expect that Brother Meng is going to get married so soon."

"Is it fast?" Meng Wenyao said innocently.

"It's too late for my brother to get married now. You see, we are both younger than him. We are already married, and we are both pregnant with our children."