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

"This means that the mother-in-law caused the daughter-in-law to have a miscarriage, the daughter-in-law poisoned the mother-in-law, and the husband killed his wife in revenge for his mother. Is that right?" A dazed lady asked the people around her.

People around me nodded and said, "Auntie, although you can't believe it, it's true."

Listening to the discussions around her, Meng Wenyao took the handkerchief to cover the smile at the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, the person she arranged for Mrs. Song came over in time, and she had just misunderstood the progress in the court, and finally let things go on the established track. .

In the end, Jing Zhaoyin ended the interrogation on the grounds that the case was too complicated.

Lu Yiran looked at Meng Wenyao and wondered: "You go back to live in Meng Mansion these days. I may be busy and worry that I won't be able to take care of you."

"Don't worry, husband, I will take good care of myself and my children." Meng Wenyao responded obediently.

Reluctantly holding Meng Wenyao's hand, Lu Yiran saluted General Meng solemnly: "Father-in-law, Yao'er will be entrusted to you."

Hearing the voice of father-in-law, General Meng trembled. He quickly straightened his back and said, "My son-in-law, go ahead. Yao'er, you don't have to worry."

Following General Meng back to the mansion, Meng Wenyao was just about to take a rest when she saw General Meng following him in with a sullen face.

After the girls and women had retreated, General Meng lowered his voice and said, "Meng Wenyao, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything? Daddy, why can't I understand what you said?" Meng Wenyao said innocently.

Sighing, General Meng said helplessly: "I know that Jiang Qinghe robbed you of your marriage and you hate her. How much did you interfere in this?"

No longer playful and smiling, Meng Wenyao began to talk nonsense seriously: "There is only one thing. She went to Faxi Temple today and actually made an appointment with her brother. Jasmine gave me the letter. I burned it after reading it. I was thinking about her. After waiting for a day in vain, she should know that her brother is not willing to renew his relationship with her, and it will be over in the future. Who knows that Seinfeld can come back halfway after leaving."

The father and daughter looked at each other sincerely for a while, and Meng Wenyao said again: "Did I do something wrong? If I really gave the letter to my brother, if he went away, no one would die today."

"Only this one? Didn't you interfere in other things?"

"No, father, you think highly of me too much."

General Meng stopped asking and left Meng Wenyao's room with a long sigh. His tall body suddenly became a little rickety.

A vague murmur drifted over: "Old Jiang, it's me who didn't take care of the green crops!"

If the roots are bad, how can they be easily cultivated? People like Jiang Qinghe will be harvested by God sooner or later if they go astray.

Although Meng Wenyao had been making small moves since Jiang Qinghe's miscarriage, but this time, whether it was reminding Song Feijie to go to the other village, or hearing about Jiang Qinghe's poisoning at the other village, Meng Wenyao was all arranged by people from the Song family.

Even though Lu Yiran had great hands and eyes, he could only find out that there was someone who knew the Song family well behind the scenes and had harmed Mrs. Song and her son.

If there is such a person, the first person Lu Yiran thinks of is definitely Mr. Song.

He would never have expected that Meng Wenyao would be familiar with the Song family. After all, she was the eldest lady of the Song family in the previous life. In this life, she had almost no relationship with the Song family.

After a good sleep, Meng Wenyao heard from the maid that Meng Wenshan had been waiting for her for a long time.

She immediately washed up and came out and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

However, it had only been one day, and the stubble on Meng Wenshan's face was clearly visible, and his voice was hoarse. It was obvious that he had not slept much all night.

"When you and Qinghe got married, I didn't come back from the military camp. Later, I didn't want to find out what happened. Now can you tell me what happened at that time?"

Seeing the haggard and painful Meng Wenshan, Meng Wenyao felt distressed for a moment, and began to talk about what happened at that time: "Sister Qinghe and Mr. Song have been in love for a long time, but our brothers and sisters have been engaged to them respectively, so they can't. Stay together, I accidentally found out and convinced my father, and then we got married and took leave."

"Since they really love each other..." This sentence seemed to make Meng Wenshan quite uncomfortable. After finishing speaking, he paused for a while before choking up and said: "Then what is going on with what Mrs. Song said? Why is it a miscarriage? Poisoned?"

"Hey, the Governor was in poor health before and said he wanted to adopt Mr. Song. Later, in order to prevent me from getting pregnant, Mrs. Song kept sending me medicinal supplements. Qinghe was pregnant at that time. I didn't know that there was something wrong with Mrs. Song's supplements. , all were given to Qinghe, and she had a miscarriage after eating them.

Perhaps for this reason, Qing He complained a lot about Mrs. Song. Mr. Song was about to be sent to the border by the governor. Qing He probably wanted Mrs. Song to stay in bed or die of illness, so that he could keep Song Feijie in his footsteps. Unfortunately, the governor and I both went to other villages that day, and the poison she administered had no effect, but instead intensified the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. "

"As for why she went to Faxi Temple, I don't know. Maybe after becoming Grandma Song as she wished, she found that life was not as beautiful as she thought. She should go there to miss the good times in the past."

After saying half-truths, Meng Wenyao looked at Meng Wenshan's expression and found that he seemed to be completely convinced. The pain on his face decreased and was replaced by unconcealable sadness.

"Seinfeld married her, but failed to protect her."

"Brother, she chose her own path."

With two sighs, the last leaf fell from the tree in the courtyard.

There was a lot of commotion in the capital about the case of the Song Dynasty. Mr. Song, who was intoxicated in Hualou, suddenly ran to Jing Zhaoyin and started beating drums.

Mr. Song, who had already turned against Mrs. Song and his wife, sued Mrs. Song for having committed adultery during marriage and stayed with the adulterer in another courtyard.

When Mrs. Song married Master Song, the Lu family had already declined and there were not many dowries from her natal family. Therefore, many people around Mrs. Song were servants of the Song family.

Now Master Song directly took out the deeds of sale of those servants, which were related to their wealth and lives. Those servants did not dare to hide it, so they talked about it in the court and directly revealed the affair between Mrs. Song and General Cao.

This dynasty's divorce was required to be registered with the government. Even though Mrs. Song had a letter of reconciliation, considering Song Feijie's future, she did not go to the government to register, so she was still considered Mr. Song's wife.

Now that the adultery had become real, Lu Yiran, who had tried his best to suppress public opinion, collapsed. No one expected that Mr. Song, who had endured his anger for so long, would directly push the affairs of the Song family to a new level.

Not only was the whole city discussing the affairs of the Song Dynasty, Lu Yiran’s opponents in the officialdom also began to hold on to him. Even the emperor heard about the matter and specifically told Jing Zhaoyin: “We must deal with it impartially and don’t let anyone. Injustice."

Lu Yiran knew that this case was no longer something he could control, otherwise he could be involved.