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

"I'm fine, but I heard today that my sister in the nunnery is sick. I've ordered someone to take her out of the nunnery and send her to a villa next to the nunnery to recuperate. If the governor is free tomorrow, let's go and visit her together. elder sister."

Hearing that Meng Wenyao was fine, Lu Yiran was relieved at first, and changed his clothes with a cold face, and then said with anger still lingering: "What kind of illness? Most likely it's just pretending, just to show pity, don't care."

No matter what, there will be a big show tomorrow. Meng Wenyao leaned gently on Lu Yiran's arms and said coquettishly: "Captain, my sister was a little hostile to me before, and I want to use this opportunity of my sister's illness to ease the situation." By the way, let’s go visit my sister together tomorrow.”

"If you don't go, she is asking for it, and you are not allowed to go either."

Seeing that Lu Yiran seemed to be really angry, Meng Wenyao acted even more pretentiously: "Husband, now that my sister is sick, we won't go. I'm afraid we won't have such an opportunity in the future. Do you want me and my sister to continue like this?"

Seeing Meng Wenyao being so virtuous, Lu Yiran sighed and said, "I am really blessed to have been able to marry you for several lifetimes."

He helped Meng Wenyao sit down and struggled: "I don't want to go, and it's not that I really don't want to visit her. As you know, I asked Feijie to go to the border, but he was not very willing. I was worried about going to see my sister. If she doesn't agree to Feijie going to the border, I'm afraid all my hard work will be in vain again."

"How could it be possible? My sister must be able to understand your long-term plans for Mr. Song."

Lu Yiran smiled bitterly and shook his head. He obviously did not agree with Meng Wenyao's evaluation of Mrs. Song. However, he could not resist Meng Wenyao's coquettishness and said dotingly: "Okay, you can do whatever you want. You just want to go and fulfill your wish. I will see my sister tomorrow." , I will accompany you to the temple."

Aunt Liu in the Song Mansion had just sent away a familiar woman. She looked at the blood swallow in her hand and was frightened for a moment. There had already been a turmoil in the house because of the blood swallow, and now she was ordered to go there again. In the nunnery, cooking blood swallow porridge for the sick Mrs. Song is really a bit embarrassing.

She asked the old lady who gave the order, Mr. Song or Young Master Song. The old lady said she was drunk and couldn't remember.

I felt in my heart that I should not accept this job, but looking at the pennies in the other hand, I was very hesitant and thought, go to bed first and talk about it in the morning.

As soon as she got up the next day, Jasmine, the maid next to Jiang Qinghe, came over.

He took Grandma Liu's hand and said affectionately: "Grandma, you have been eating very carefully during your confinement period. Thanks to your hard work and ability, you have made us worry less about waiting in the room. I am very grateful to you in my heart."

As she said that, Jasmine took out a couple of pieces of silver, put it into Grandma Liu's hand, and said with a smile: "This is a little thought, Grandma, don't be too little, go back and buy some snacks for your grandson."

At this time, Aunt Liu pinched her thigh hard. She only had 800 monthly bills. From last night to this morning, she suddenly had more than two months of monthly bills. This is because the God of Wealth has lost his way and left. Didn't you move after arriving at her house?

When she was about to resist, Jasmine quickly let go of her hand and said, "I know Mommy is busy, so I won't disturb you."

Looking at Jasmine leaving, Grandma Liu thought about what she had to do, but suddenly she slapped her forehead and realized that she was going out of town to cook for Mrs. Song today.

Looking at the money in her hand, she felt that the person who asked her to go out to the city to cook was probably a virtuous grandma, otherwise she would not have sent Jasmine to give her a reward. Isn't this a reward for her to do a good job?

The energetic Nanny Liu made a carriage and went straight to the nunnery outside the city. When she arrived at the nunnery, she heard that Mrs. Song had gone to a villa not far away, so she rushed to the villa without stopping. After kowtowing to Mrs. Song, she began to give her a message. Madam makes porridge.

Not long after, Lu Yiran brought Meng Wenyao over to the room where Mrs. Song was recovering from illness.

Looking at Mrs. Song lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, Meng Wenyao said sagely: "Sister, I heard that you were sick. The governor and I came to see you. Are you feeling better now?"

Mrs. Song closed her eyes and remained motionless.

The maid on the side tried to smooth things over by saying, "Madam has just taken medicine and gone to sleep. How about the Governor's Madam sit down and wait for a while."

Seeing Mrs. Song being so shameless to Meng Wenyao, Lu Yiran was so angry that he wanted to throw away his sleeves and leave, but was stopped by Meng Wenyao gently.

After a while, Nanny Liu came in with a bowl of peach gum and blood swallow porridge. Meng Wenyao hurried over to take the porridge, intending to feed Mrs. Song the porridge herself to show her virtuousness.

Before she even touched the bowl, the cold-faced Lu Yiran snatched it away. He turned around and told Meng Wenyao, "Sit tight."

Then Lu Yiran personally carried the porridge and walked to the bed, saying impatiently: "Sister, get up and eat porridge."

At this time, Mrs. Song really couldn't pretend anymore, so she just happened to come down the stairs. She opened her eyes and said unexpectedly: "Brother and sister-in-law are here?"

"Yes, I heard that my sister is unwell. Is she feeling better now?"

"I feel better after some sleep."

Looking at Lu Yiran who was still carrying the porridge, Mrs. Song quickly asked the maid to take the porridge. Lu Yiran sat back on the chair, took Meng Wenyao's hand, and patted it repeatedly, listening to Meng Wenyao and Mrs. Song. Chatting here is commonplace.

"Yesterday I heard that my sister was ill. The governor was very anxious. He wanted to come over to see her very early in the morning."

Meng Wenyao pretended to be a virtuous person to ease the relationship between their siblings, and asked Lu Yiran coquettishly: "Captain, right?"

At this time, Lu Yiran was very considerate to Meng Wenyao. He smiled lightly and said "hmm" to show that it was true.

Mrs. Song's face slowly turned into a smile. She took a sip of porridge under the service of the maid, and then said: "My brother and sister-in-law are interested, and they came all the way here."

Just when he was about to lower his head to take a second sip, he suddenly discovered that it was peach gum blood swallow porridge. A series of things that had happened because of the blood swallow instantly came to Mrs. Song's mind.

She said rather disgustedly: "I really don't have an appetite, so take the porridge down."

"The food in the nunnery has always been poor. My sister is not feeling well now. This peach gum blood swallow porridge is the most nourishing. I need to drink more." Meng Wenyao advised as if she was concerned.

Mrs. Song, who had a stiff smile, could only talk nonsense: "I took the medicine just now, and it really doesn't taste good in my mouth. I'll leave it for now and eat the same medicine later when I have an appetite."

The two of them started chatting, and Mrs. Song's expression gradually became distorted. When people around her were about to ask if something was wrong, they saw Mrs. Song lying next to the bed and vomiting.

Seeing Mrs. Song vomiting so hard that her liver and intestines were broken, Meng Wenyao said leisurely: "It seems that my sister is really seriously ill."

Mrs. Song, who wanted to vomit her stomach out, felt a thump in her heart when she heard this. She was just pretending to be sick to make Lu Yiran feel distressed so that he could let her go. How could she vomit like this when she was fine now?