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

"You are talking nonsense, how can a woman not get married?"

Concubine Qiao wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw that Yu Wenjing's face was getting worse and worse, Aunt Wan interjected without any trace: "The concubine cares about the princess, we all know it, but the concubine said it so straightforwardly, don't say The princess and even the slaves are a little embarrassed."

With a shy word, Yu Wenjing's possible anger was relieved, and Wan Wan secretly praised her cleverness.

When Mrs. Qiao once again stated that she wanted to take a nap, Yu Wenjing and Meng Wenyao stepped back in small steps.

Arriving in the courtyard, Yu Wenjing asked coldly: "Do you know why the emperor came here at noon?"

"Back to the princess, the emperor drank a bowl of tea when he came over. Later, the emperor accidentally got his clothes wet, so he went to the side hall to change his clothes and left."

Meng Wenyao hid all her duties, and finally fooled Yu Wenjing away.

Returning to the room, thinking about the next move, he fell asleep without realizing it.

At night, the emperor did not come. Just when Meng Wenyao felt that she had escaped a disaster, Yu Wenjing said coquettishly to Concubine Qiao: "Concubine, since Yaoyao has been waiting for you to wash your face, your complexion has become whiter and rosier than ever before. My daughter’s face is even more delicate, and she wants Yaoyao to wash her face.”

"What's the problem? Nanny Wan, arrange for someone to prepare water."

"Mother, if my daughter doesn't wash her face with you, can you let Yaoyao accompany her back to Qionghua Palace to serve her?"

Hearing this, Meng Wenyao's heart skipped a beat, and she knew that Yu Wenjing had probably found out what happened at noon, and was trying to find a way to torture her at night.

She was already thinking about what medicine to give Yu Wenjing at night.

Mrs. Qiao guessed that she also knew Yu Wenjing's little thoughts. She knew that Yu Wenjing was becoming more and more domineering now, and she should have stopped her.

But secretly, I hope that Yu Wenjing and Meng Wenyao can develop some sisterhood, so that they can take care of each other in and outside the palace in the future.

She nodded and smiled: "You young people, you have something to say. I have long wanted you to get close to each other."

"But you can't play too late. Aunt Wan, please follow and keep an eye on them. Don't let these two girls stay up late playing."

Yu Wenjing's face dropped when she heard that Aunt Wan was also following her. Although she was not afraid of Aunt Wan, with her watching from the side, Yu Wenjing could not be too presumptuous.

Unless she killed Meng Wenyao like this overnight, Mrs. Qiao would definitely scold her early tomorrow morning.

And now that Yu Wenhu is also interested in Meng Wenyao, Yu Wenjing cannot yet destroy Meng Wenyao without any scruples.

She said depressedly: "Concubine, please let Aunt Wan stay and serve you."

"If you don't let Nanny Wan pass, then Yaoyao shouldn't go either."

In the end, Yu Wenjing compromised and returned to Qionghua Palace with Meng Wenyao and Nanny Wan.

Meng Wenyao washed Yu Wenjing's face and made a facial mask with ease. When it was time to rest, Yu Wenjing started acting like a monster.

"Mommy, go down and rest. Let Yaoyao keep vigil for me tonight."

"Oh, this girl didn't stay the night, so she should serve as a servant to wait on the princess before she goes to bed."

Aunt Wan refused to leave, so Yu Wenjing had no choice but to openly slander Meng Wenyao.

"Since Yaoyao is so good at serving others and my mother-in-law praises you all day long, please give me a rub on your back."

She was a slave, and it was natural to serve her master. There was no reason for Nanny Wan to stop her, so Meng Wenyao had no choice but to bite the bullet and start squeezing Yu Wenjing's shoulders.

She saw the right moment and was about to give Yu Wenjing a sleeping pill. Unexpectedly, Yu Wenjing yawned and said, "I'm a little thirsty. Yaoyao go make me a cup of tea."

Meng Wenyao looked up to the sky and rolled her eyes, silently going to make tea. When she put the elixir into Yu Wenjing's tea and brought the tea to Yu Wenjing,

Then she said: "Oh, I'm a little sleepy, so I won't drink tea. I heard that Yaoyao likes to use flowers to make ointment. I happen to have a few pots of epiphyllum here. Could you please go over and make a box of epiphyllum ointment?" I'll use it when I get up tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Yu Wenjing fell down and fell asleep. Meng Wenyao was so angry that she almost threw the tea on Yu Wenjing's head.

Come on, Yu Wenjing is sleeping now, but she is asked to stay awake all night. If she takes the opportunity to sleep for a while, there will probably be others in Qionghua Palace who will cause trouble for her.

Aunt Wan stood aside and said, "Yaoyao, tell me how to do this. I'll do it with you, always faster."

"Farewell, mama. The princess has made it clear that she won't let me sleep. If I'm lazy, there might be something else going on later. You go to bed first. I'll catch up on my sleep tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Meng Wenyao walked out of the main hall, and when everyone was sleeping peacefully, she reassured Meng Lanxin that she was safe, and dug a small hole for Yu Wenjing.

Early the next morning, after she helped Yu Wenjing wash up with huge dark circles under her eyes, she was already yawning again and again.

Aunt Wan couldn't bear to watch on the sidelines. She couldn't help but wanted to say something to help her several times. Finally, after Yu Wenjing finished dressing, she accompanied her and said with a smile: "The princess's skin is indeed more supple today than yesterday. The princess is afraid." We’re in a hurry, let’s go back quickly.”

Yu Wenjing looked at herself in the mirror, gently sniffing the fragrance of the epiphyllum on her hands, frowning and saying: "Although the epiphyllum is fragrant, it is too strong and not as elegant as the lotus. You go to the Imperial Garden to pick some lotus and I will bring it back tonight." I want to use lotus balm.”

"Princess, Yaoyao didn't sleep all night, why not let someone else pick the flowers."

Aunt Wan tried her best to control her flattering tone, but Yu Wenjing was still furious after hearing this.

"Why, isn't she the only one who is good at making ointment? If someone else picks it incorrectly and damages my princess' face, can you bear the responsibility?"

Seeing that Yu Wenjing was about to go crazy, Meng Wenyao did not want to implicate Aunt Wan. She glanced at Aunt Wan gratefully and said respectfully: "I will go to the Royal Garden to pick lotus flowers."

Should I use lotus scented balm at night?

Meng Wenyao let out a depressed breath. It seemed that it was time to sleep with Yu Wenhu. After staying up all night, she could no longer bear it.

She didn't sleep all night, her head was dizzy from sleep, and she walked as if she was drunk.

I came to the Royal Garden and was about to find a deserted place to sit and rest. Unexpectedly, I caught a glimpse of a canopy not far away.

The only person in this palace who can use the canopy is Yu Wenhu. Judging from the route, he should go to Yutang Hall to pay his respects to Concubine Qiao.

She quickly walked around a path, and as the emperor approached, she began to move forward in small steps with a tired look.

Seeing that Yu Wenhu's dragon was about to come, she pretended to be exhausted and held on to the tree trunk nearby, acting as weak as a weak willow supporting the wind.

Yu Wenhu, who was sitting high on the dragon chariot, was just thinking about the scene when he saw Meng Wenyao later, when he saw that the girl he had been dreaming about had appeared in front of him.

The spring breeze was blowing, and Meng Wenyao's clothes were fluttering by the lake. She took advantage of this and grasped her slender waist, as if she would be unable to hold up and fall down in the next second.