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

"Sister, as long as you return to the Southern Tang Dynasty, you can stay anonymous and stay with brother Muchen for the rest of your life. He is now guarding the border alone and has vowed not to marry in this life."

Meng Lan's grip on the handkerchief suddenly tightened, and she bit her lips desperately to prevent herself from screaming.

The two sisters looked at each other for a long time, and Meng Lan finally shook her head and said: "I am a princess, and I cannot put the people of the two countries in danger for personal reasons. You go back this time and persuade him properly. He and I are destined to be together in this life. "

"How can there be no fate? You were childhood sweethearts. Now the prince has passed away. This is God giving you another chance. Sister, don't miss it again."

Meng Wenyao's persuasion made Meng Lan soften for a moment, and then firmly objected: "No, if I leave, the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty may send troops to the Southern Tang Dynasty at any time. Although you will marry to Xixia in the future, Xixia is too far away from us. If we can't help our father and brother, we in the Southern Tang Dynasty still have to marry with the Northern Wei Dynasty in order to stabilize our country."

"So, I came to the Northern Wei Dynasty. When I come here this time, I must destroy the marriage between the Northern Wei Dynasty and Xixia. Otherwise, the prince born to the Xixia princess will take over the power of the Northern Wei Dynasty. When the Northern Wei Dynasty and Xixia marry, we in the Southern Tang Dynasty will become one." With two enemies, wouldn’t the situation be more dangerous?”

Meng Wenyao's words were simply a fantasy in Meng Lan's heart. She said, "You also heard what the Prime Minister said. Only the Princess of Xixia can conceive Yuwenhu's child. How can you destroy the marriage between Northern Wei and Xixia?"

"What if the Prime Minister is lying? What if I am pregnant with a child too?"

As if hearing some joke, Meng Lanxin shook her head and said: "Sister, I'm afraid you don't know that Yuwenhu suffered a lot of abuse when he was a hostage in Xixia. Every year when the envoy came back, he said that sooner or later Yuwenhu would be raped by Xixia's pair. Brother and sister were tortured to death.

If it weren't for the civil strife in the Northern Wei royal family, Xixia wanted to take the opportunity to support Yuwenhu to ascend to power. Yuwenhu might have died in Xixia long ago. "

"So?" Meng Wenyao asked confused.

"So, Yu Wenhu must hate Princess Xixia to death, but he has already established himself in the Northern Wei Dynasty and still wants to marry Princess Xixia. There is only one possibility. Only Princess Xixia can give birth to his child. Otherwise, he will definitely not marry him. enemy."

This reasoning is indeed very reasonable. Meng Wenyao smiled and said: "Sister, it is because of the enmity between Yu Wenhu and Princess Xixia that we can destroy the marriage between the two countries. As for having children you mentioned, I have a magic weapon. I will definitely give birth to Yuwenhu’s child.”

"What magic weapon?" Meng Lan was dubious.

Meng Wenyao picked up a tips bag and opened it to Meng Lanxin.

"Sister, when we were on an envoy to the Northern Wei Dynasty, we met the descendant of Yaowang Valley on the way. He gave me many kinds of elixirs. Giving birth to a child is a piece of cake."

Looking at the various large and small pills, Meng Lan's heart began to relax, and she quickly circled her fingers with the handkerchief.

"If you want to give birth to a child for Yu Wenhu, I will go there. If your elixir doesn't work, there will be no loss to me. Anyway, I will soon be Yu Wenhu's woman. If you go there, if you can't give birth to a child, you will lose nothing." If you prove your innocence, the Emperor of Xixia will not be able to spare you in the future."

How is that possible? It is Meng Wenyao's mission to give birth to a child for Yuwen Hu.

She said coquettishly to Meng Lanxin: "Sister, you also know that the Emperor of Xixia is extremely tyrannical. Even if I have a clean past, I may not be able to get a good deal. Moreover, Xixia and us are not bordering each other. Marrying him is not good for us. The benefits of Southern Tang are limited.

Just let me go find Yuwen Hu and give it a try, okay? As long as I succeed, I can marry Yu Wenhu as a princess, which will not only destroy the marriage of Xixia, but also help you and brother Muchen. "

Thinking of the rumors that the Xixia Emperor was dissolute and tyrannical, Meng Lanxin was really worried about Meng Wenyao marrying him.

She looked at the elixir in the kit and hesitated: "How sure are you of this medicine?"

"If sister doesn't believe it, let's find a chance to give it a try."

Just as he was talking, the opportunity came. Aunt Wan, the head of Yutang Palace, sent a batch of clothing materials.

"See you, princess. Now that the national mourning has passed, the emperor has ordered that the princess be given some materials to make new clothes. Princess, please take a look. If there is anything you don't like, you can send someone to Yutang Palace to tell you, and I will give you another batch."

When Aunt Wan left, Meng Wenyao asked in surprise: "Who lives in this Yutang Palace? I heard that their Northern Wei Palace changed, and a lot of princes and concubines died. Is there still anyone in the harem now?"

Meng Lanxin raised her hand to look through the clothes casually, and said casually: "The late emperor's beauty Qiao lived in the Yutang Palace. She gave birth to a princess and was not favored. However, she once had a good relationship with Yu Wenhu's mother-in-law. , after the death of Yuwen Hu’s mother-in-law, she also took care of Yuwen Hu for a period of time. After Yuwen Hu ascended the throne, he named Beauty Qiao the concubine Qiao, and now she is in charge of the harem. "

Looking at the colorful clothes, Meng Wenyao frowned slightly: "Your late emperor passed away less than a hundred days ago. Yuwenhu is now asking the harem to take off their mourning clothes. Isn't he afraid that the officials will scold him for being unfilial?"

"Does he still care?"

Meng Lanxin raised her eyebrows and told Meng Wenyao about Yu Wenhu.

"I heard that Yuwen Hu's mother-in-law was very beautiful, but she had a cold temperament. After giving birth to Yuwen Hu, she fell out of favor not long after she died of illness. A few years after she died of illness, Yuwen Hu was sent to Xixia to be a hostage. In these years, the late emperors of the Northern Wei Dynasty were all It would be the same without this son. If it hadn't been for this palace change and the sudden appearance of Yu Wenhu and the Xixia soldiers, everyone would have almost forgotten that there was a fourth prince.

So, how much affection do you think Yuwenhu had towards the late emperor and the members of the Northern Wei royal family? He had long ordered that the whole country should take off mourning clothes for 27 days. Now that time has passed, few people in the palace are willing to continue to mourn for the late emperor. The reason why I still wear mourning clothes is just to show off to the late prince. Face, now that I want to remarry Yu Wenhu, I really can't continue to wear mourning clothes. "

In this case, the two sisters carefully selected the newly delivered materials.

"How about goose yellow, pink and green, or bamboo green?"

Meng Wenyao took it apart one by one and suddenly found that every piece of cloth had been scratched with a knife.

"What's going on? Is it because Yu Wenhu is doing something small?"

Looking at the intact outside and the sparse cloth inside, Meng Wenyao felt for the first time that the Northern Wei Palace was so dark.

Meng Lanxin pondered for a moment and shook her head: "Although Yu Wenhu came back with troops to seize the throne, apart from his bad reputation, there were no other rumors of perverse temperament. Since he wanted to reconcile with Southern Tang, he would not do such small tricks. "

"Yes, sister, looking at the damage to this cloth, it looks like it was damaged by scissors, but it looks more like it was damaged by someone with a daughter-like mentality."