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

Hu didn't want to trust anyone, she only cared about Meng Wenlan's future.

If Meng Wenyao could not recover, Meng Wenlan's future would be gone. She instinctively hoped that this was Ya'er's doing and she would quickly come up with a remedy.

She said angrily: "Tell me, what did you mix into Miss Er's ointment?"

"No, this slave didn't do anything." Ya'er shook her head in panic.

At this moment, Ya'er started to feel a little scared. She stared with big eyes in fear, knelt down and crawled to Hu's feet, crying: "Madam knows this slave, and is always cautious in doing things. I have served Madam for many years, and there has never been any trouble." , how could you add something to Miss Er's balm?"

Seeing that the eldest lady was angry, Qinghong thought that Mrs. Hu would help her young lady get justice, so she hurriedly retorted: "Sister Ya'er, I don't agree with what I said. I have been serving the second young lady for many years, and there has never been any trouble." , why did Sister Yaer wait for me for a while, and the second lady’s face became swollen.”

Ya'er wanted to deny it, but after thinking for a long time she couldn't find any suitable reason, so she just cried and kowtowed and said it was not her.

"Not a slave, really not a slave."

Seeing Ya'er's panicked look, Mrs. Hu suddenly thought, could it be that Meng Wenlan had given Ya'er some private instructions?

If she was really interrogated here, if Meng Wenlan was found out, wouldn't it make Meng Wenlan's face look bad? She should cover it up first, and then slowly say goodbye.

"It's so noisy, get out of here!"

Ya'er cried for a while, but before she could figure out whether Mrs. Hu wanted to protect her or give up on her, Qinghong knelt down and howled: "Madam, please don't let Ya'er go, she must have put it in Miss Er's perfume." Let her talk about it so that we can prescribe the right medicine. If she doesn't talk about it, the second lady's face won't get better."

Qinghong didn't dare to touch Mrs. Hu, but she held Ya'er with all her strength to prevent her from leaving.

"You are not allowed to leave. Tell me, what did you put into Miss Er's balm?"

Ya'er already understood at this moment that Mrs. Hu was probably still facing her. She tried her best to break away from Qinghong's hand and wanted to escape from the scene immediately.

Just as the two of them were pulling each other, Meng Shangshu strode in with dusty steps.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Yao'er?"

Seeing Meng Shangshu's anxious look, Mrs. Hu felt sad for a moment. If something happened to her and Meng Wenlan, Meng Shangshu would never be so anxious.

"Master, please stay here. Yao'er just has a fever. She has already sent for a doctor. He should be here soon."

The bed curtains were lowered, and Meng Shangshu couldn't see Meng Wenyao's appearance. He thought it was just a normal fever, and felt a little relaxed.

Looking at the two maids kneeling and pulling at his feet, Meng Shangshu only recognized Qinghong next to Meng Wenyao. Ya'er just felt familiar and thought she was another maid in Meng Wenyao's room. He asked, "Are you serving Yao?" What's wrong with you?"

He thought Mrs. Hu made the two girls kneel down to interrogate whether they were serving effectively, but she actually made Meng Wenyao sick, and he felt a little respect for Mrs. Hu in his heart.

It's a pity that the respect in his heart disappeared little by little as Qinghong cried.

"Master, this servant is to serve the second young lady. Ya'er was given to the second young lady by the madam yesterday. Ya'er served the young lady to wipe her face last night. Unexpectedly, the second young lady's face is swollen today and she still has a high fever. She must be trying to assassinate the second young lady. Miss."

Meng Shangshu's heart suddenly dropped as he suddenly lifted the curtains of Meng Wenyao's bed. When he saw the red and swollen face exposed under the quilt, his eyes suddenly turned black.

He carefully protected Liu Sangyu and his daughter, but in the end, Mr. Hu took advantage of them.

Turning around, she kicked Ya'er in the heart and said angrily: "Beast, who ordered you!"

Don't ask if she did it, or what she put there, but directly ask who ordered it. This is to put the accusation on the heads of Hu and Meng Wenlan!

Hu's eye circles instantly turned red. She thought about squeezing Meng Wenyao and her daughter to death all the time, but she knew that Meng Shangshu was not a vegetarian, so she just hit them without any pain on weekdays.

When and what kind of murder was done?

Who would have thought that as soon as something happened today, she would be questioned mercilessly by Meng Shangshu. Didn't this poke a hole in her heart?

She also has her own arrogance. If she didn't do it herself, she will not bow her head and admit her mistakes.

However, when she raised her proud head, she found that the timid Ya'er looked at her frequently, and she seemed to be asking for it.

She said angrily: "Bitch, look at what I do."

"Fortunately, I usually see you as dedicated, so I asked you to serve the second young lady. Who would have thought that you are actually a black-hearted person, and you exposed your true intentions as soon as you came here. The master is here just right, so hurry up and beat this girl to death with a stick. It will save you money." Stirring up the situation in the house."

Hu's remarks about cutting off his own arm to prove his innocence seemed to Meng Shangshu as a deliberate attempt to cover up and kill people.

He sneered and said: "The government still has to go to court to decide the case, but my wife is better at deciding the case than the official. She can directly impose a sentence without a trial. This is a decision!"

Mrs. Hu was angry and resentful, gritting her teeth, and was afraid that it was really Meng Wenlan who instigated it, so she didn't dare to quarrel with Meng Shangshu.

Anyway, she is the wife of the Ming Dynasty. Her mother's family is powerful and she is related to the imperial concubine. She refuses to admit it. Meng Shangshu can only be harsh in words. How dare he divorce his wife?

"Since the master said so, let the master judge it himself."

Meng Shangshu was immediately discouraged. The inner house was completely in the hands of the Hu family. This maid's family might still be under the control of the Hu family. Even if it was really done by the Hu family, no one would come out to identify it.

Just like in the past many years, Mr. Hu has suffered from Liu Sangyu and Meng Wenyao openly and covertly. No matter how much he wants to help, there is always something he cannot take care of.

The Hu family's natal family was very powerful, and all the Liu family were assigned. Even for the sake of the stability of the Liu family, he could only settle the matter.

Otherwise, it would be a situation where both the jade and the stone would be destroyed. He didn't want to collide with the jade of Liu Sangyu and the stone of Hu.

As if he was holding back a fire in his heart, Meng Shangshu swallowed it hard, and his small impatience messed up his big plans.

"Pull him out, whip him fifty times, and sell him out."

A thin girl will most likely be dead after fifty whippings.

No one thought that the young girl in the main courtyard who was so famous yesterday would be reduced to nothing today. The maids and women watching the show in the room were so frightened that they retreated silently.

Mrs. Hu knew that Meng Shangshu was really angry this time. She covered her mouth tightly with the handkerchief, not daring to say a word for mercy.

Ya'er was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. When she was pulled out, she still looked dull. The place where she was dragged away was wet.

Meng Wenyao, who was on the bed, heard that the play finally came to an end. She could no longer pretend that she couldn't sleep anymore. She pretended to be confused and opened her eyes, saying vaguely: "Dad, are you here?"