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

"Yang Lin, do you think Meng Wenyao ordered you to stun my maid and sneak into my room in the middle of the night to destroy my innocence?"

This is a head start!

If it were anything else, Meng Wenyao felt that Yang Lin would definitely cooperate with Wu Qinfang desperately, but now it was about his own life.

If Wu Qinfang's wishes were followed, he would definitely die.

I saw him listening to Wu Qinfang's words. After being stunned for a moment, he began to shake his head desperately and retorted: "I didn't listen to Madam's instructions. It was Madam who asked me to go there in the middle of the night. You also said that the maids had been drugged." , will never disturb our good things.

I didn't dare to go there after waiting in the outer courtyard for half the night, but I was worried that you would be angry and ignore me in the future, so I only plucked up the courage to go in when it was almost dawn. "

"You're talking nonsense. When did I let you into my room? I told you clearly..."

Everyone looked at Wu Qinfang, and saw that Wu Qinfang's face was turning blue and white, her eyes were staring angrily, tears were falling down, and she could not say a word.

"We can understand that my cousin is shy. This strong man, why don't you tell me how you and my cousin met?"

Just as Yang Lin was about to speak, Wu Qinfang suddenly screamed: "I don't know him!"

"But when he first came in, you clearly called him Yang Lin."

Meng Wenyao turned to Yang Lin and asked, "Is your name Yang Lin?"

Yang Lin nodded, stopped talking, and silently took out a handkerchief from his arms and held it up for everyone to see.

"This is a token given to me by my cousin the evening before yesterday."

Looking at this familiar handkerchief, Wu Qinfang pulled it over, desperately trying to tear it into pieces.

It was obvious that Yang Lin didn't dare to insult Meng Wenyao, so Wu Qinfang gave it away while holding back her nausea in order to make Yang Lin work hard.

Unexpectedly, within three days, it would become a sharp arrow that knocked her down.

The more intense her reaction, the more everyone knew it.

The old lady closed her eyes and lay on the bed in despair, saying weakly: "Everyone, get out."

"Grandma?"

"go out!"

When Meng Wenyao went out, Mo Huai pointed at Yang Lin and asked, "How to deal with it?"

"Send it back to the mansion for custody first, and then deal with it when the Marquis comes back."

A soul-stirring journey of fulfilling one's vows ended quietly.

After returning to the house, everything returned to calm. The old lady acted as if nothing had happened, and she did not yell for anyone to be silenced.

Wu Qinfang, on the other hand, started worshiping Buddha seriously this time.

Meng Wenyao had nothing to do, so she went to Jiangdong Mixiang Noodle Shop to check.

She had just sat down and before she had time to look at the account book, she heard a voice from behind.

"Everyone says that the noodles in your store are delicious and the shopkeeper is also a wonderful person. So, how about if I write a picture for your store that will be worth your bowl of noodles?"

Isn't this familiar voice the person who taught Qian Xiuxian how to climb up?

What a coincidence.

"Tell him that if you give him a month's face, you can try your best to keep him. I will be of great use."

After Meng Wenyao ordered Su He, she turned around and left. Looking at the familiar alley, she was filled with emotion.

Without Su He's money, without the various information Su He had found out, without the assistance of the genius Mr. Banwen, she was curious, where could Qian Xiuxian go in the end?

In Qian's mansion, Meng Qingya repaired her relationship with Qian Xiuxian again, and the two no longer mentioned what happened that day.

After thinking about it for a few days, Meng Qingya finally remembered that Qian Xiuxian seemed to have written a very good suggestion about the Ministry of Revenue, and was then transferred to the Ministry of Revenue, and then appreciated by the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and gradually climbed to a high position.

"Husband, I heard that with the war going on right now, the Ministry of Household Affairs is in short supply of money and food. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Meng Qingya gently squeezed Qian Xiuxian's shoulders and waited to hear Qian Xiuxian's eloquent speech.

In the end, she only heard Qian Xiuxian say tiredly: "No."

"The best people in the world who know how to settle accounts are in the Ministry of Accounts. They can't think of any good methods. What can I, a Hanlin, think of?"

Qian Xiuxian's answer made Meng Qingya extremely disappointed. She urged: "Husband, please think about it again. Maybe you are a hidden accounting genius. What if you accidentally come up with some shocking method?"

"How is it possible? During the imperial examination, I struggled to do math clearly. Now that I have been in the Hanlin Academy for so long, I don't even know how to calculate a few beads in the abacus. Where can I think of a good method?

Let’s let the people in the Ministry of Finance do the things in the Ministry of Finance. What should we worry about! "

Watching Qian Xiuxian fall asleep, Meng Qingya wanted to scream in his ear: "Whether you can be appointed as the cabinet minister depends on the support of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. If you don't join the Ministry of Revenue, how will you be promoted in the future?"

Meng Qingya cursed in her heart for a while, but she still refused to give up and said: "Husband, what do you think the Minister of the Ministry of Finance likes? Will you two become friends every year?"

At this moment, Qian Xiuxian broke into a cold sweat just as he was about to fall asleep.

Some time ago, just because Meng Qingya thought that he and Yue Zhiheng could become close friends, he was ridiculed without any dignity at all.

Now that Meng Qingya actually made him and the Minister of the Ministry of Finance become friends for many years, the humiliation of being deposed and humiliated in the past suddenly came to his mind.

"As a woman, your job is to run the house well all day long. If you don't care about men's affairs outside, if you dare to talk too much, I will send you back to your parents' house and let your father-in-law and mother-in-law judge whether a woman can instruct a man to be an official."

Meng Qingya died before leaving the army. She never expected that Qian Xiuxian would block the road before she could do anything to help.

Thinking of Meng Wenyao's cowardly appearance, Meng Qingya suspected that Qian Xiuxian liked that kind of person, and she immediately changed her strategy.

"My husband is teaching me that I don't know anything about this. I am just worried that my husband is tired all day long and I want to talk to him more. Don't worry, husband, I will just be careful in the future."

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and the victorious army was about to return to the capital as scheduled. The night before, Meng Wenyao was too anxious to sleep.

She deliberately set up Huo Qingping's childhood sweetheart. What will Huo Qingping do with her when he comes back?

Should he drive her away to Zhuangzi, or simply divorce her, or?

"Is Madam asleep?"

The sudden male voice outside the door made Meng Wenyao stiffen instantly. When she heard the sound of the door opening, Meng Wenyao held her breath. The footsteps approached step by step. Meng Wenyao was so nervous that she wanted to faint on the spot.

I haven't figured out how to deal with Huo Qingping's cross-examination yet, are I going to face it so suddenly?

With widened eyes, she saw a dark sword hilt, slowly pushed aside through the bed curtains, and Huo Qingping appeared in full armor.

"Are you not scared?"

There was no questioning, no anger, and he was worried about scaring her.

The gentle yet hoarse voice completely relaxed Meng Wenyao's tense body. She knew that Huo Qingping would probably not embarrass her because of Wu Qinfang.