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

But Concubine Qiao, who was familiar with Yu Wenjing's character, didn't believe it at all. She seemed to be holding back a sigh of relief. She calmed down for a long time before speaking: "Jing'er, my mother has lived in the harem for many years, and now she can have the position of concubine and take charge of the harem." The harem is all because of the emperor’s love.”

"You know, once the emperor gets married and has concubines and heirs, we will gradually return to the situation where we were not taken seriously before. The only way to preserve our glory and wealth is to have a good relationship with the emperor's favorite concubine."

"Princess Xixia and Princess Nantang are beyond our reach. Now we have someone in the palace who the emperor likes. What a great opportunity this is."

"As long as you and Yaoyao are as close as sisters, even if you marry out of the palace in the future, with her whispering in the emperor's ears, you will still be the eldest princess who is constantly pampered. Do you understand?"

Mrs. Qiao has always had a rather weak personality. Her occasional calmness and gloominess made Yu Wenjing finally realize the seriousness of the matter.

She shook her head aggrievedly: "Mother, did I really just let her pick lotus flowers and not kill her?"

eyelids and

As the maids and eunuchs who went out to look for Meng Wenyao came back one by one, they all shook their heads in despair, and Concubine Qiao's heart sank inch by inch.

"Have the people waiting in the Royal Garden seen Yaoyao? Where did she last appear?"

"No one has seen Yaoyao."

This is not a lie by the palace people. When Meng Wenyao went to the imperial garden, she walked along the path and wanted to find a secluded place to rest.

Later, when the emperor's dragon chariot came, everyone knelt down and bowed their heads, so no one really saw her.

"Do you want the Forbidden Army to help search for you?" Nanny Wan asked.

"I'll look for it again, but I can't find it today. I'll try again tomorrow."

When Yu Wenjing was panicking, Meng Wenyao woke up slowly in the middle of the afternoon. When she woke up, she saw Yu Wenhu sitting by the bed and staring at her.

The eyes seemed to be very tangled, and the moment they looked at Meng Wenyao, they suddenly turned cold.

Meng Wenyao shivered in fright and shrank her head under the quilt.

Could it be that Yu Wenhu couldn't find out her details and planned to treat her as a spy or something.

That was really the end of the road to starting a business.

Fortunately, the coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and Yu Wenhu relaxed his mind and said calmly: "Are you hungry?"

In the past few hours, although Yu Wenhu was reviewing the papers in the imperial study room, his inner struggle never stopped.

Whether it was when he was a proton or now as an emperor, his life and death crisis was always there.

When Princess Xixia comes over in the future, we don’t know what kind of bloody storm it will be like in the Northern Wei Palace.

He was willing to marry the Southern Tang Dynasty at the same time, but he also did not want the Princess Xixia's family to dominate.

Now that an unidentified palace maid appeared on the way, he could easily deal with it, but if he stayed to muddy the waters, he might gain something unexpected.

Therefore, he planned to keep Meng Wenyao and see what the purpose of this palace maid was.

Meng Wenyao looked at Yu Wenhu's kind eyes, but her guard was not lifted. She shook her head reservedly, and heard an embarrassing gurgling sound coming from her abdomen.

After carefully filling his stomach, Meng Wenyao was about to refuse but greeted her: "Your Majesty, this servant is the maid of the Yutang Palace. She has been resting in the Hanzhang Palace for a long time, which is against the rules. Please allow the servant to go back and continue to serve the concubine."

She lowered her head slightly, and her pink face made Yu Wenhu move his index finger. He couldn't help but reach out and rub his cheek twice.

The low-hanging crow feathers trembled slightly, as if they were gently sweeping over his heart. Yu Wenhu couldn't help the restlessness in his body anymore, and hugged Meng Wenyao: "The woman who slept on the dragon bed, No one will go back to be a palace maid, do you understand?"

Meng Wenyao blinked her big eyes, pretending not to understand, and said softly: "Does the emperor want to give this slave a position? But this slave has never served you."

"Are you complaining that I am too slow to favor you?"

"Don't worry, wait until dark."

Meng Wenyao was embarrassed, her face was red and she didn't know how to answer the question. Although she was thinking so in her heart, she was still shy when someone said it directly.

Meng Wenyao, who originally thought she would just sit and wait until dark, was quickly arranged to take a shower and change clothes. After such a hard time, the sky gradually became dark.

She left the bathroom and, led by the palace maid, came to the dragon bed.

Yuwen Hu's burning eyes stared at Meng Wenyao for a moment, and he asked ambiguously: "Is it very cold? Why is there a robe outside the tulle that I am sleeping with?"

"No, it's not cold."

Just as Meng Wenyao finished stammering, Yu Wenhu had already pulled off her belt.

"Then let me help Yaoyao undress..."

For a time, there was endless spring in the room.

The eunuchs and maids serving outside the palace covered their mouths and laughed as they looked at the fierce battle inside the room.

"Normally, the emperor never gets close to women. I thought he had a cold temperament, but I didn't expect him to be so brave in bed."

After one palace maid finished speaking, another palace maid continued: "That was because the emperor was busy with state affairs in the past, but now that the country has no major affairs, naturally the inheritance of heirs is more important."

Knowing that the emperor was poisoned and unable to conceive an heir, the eunuch in charge coughed quietly and said with a stern face: "Be quiet and be careful what you say."

After the talkative palace maids quieted down, the cries and begging for mercy in the room became even more clear.

Just when everyone was about to crawl into the ground in shame, a little eunuch trotted over.

"Manager, someone from Yutangdian came and said they have something urgent to see the emperor."

The little eunuch who came over at the suggestion of the chief eunuch looked towards the bedroom, half-smiling but not smiling: "You go in and report?"

The little eunuch shrank his head and retreated at a trot.

He ran outside the palace and said to Nanny Wan who came from Yutang Hall: "The Emperor is busy with affairs. If you have anything to do, we will discuss it tomorrow."

"But the matter is urgent and human lives are at stake. I would like to ask my father-in-law to interpret again. The sky has just been wiped out. Your Majesty has not rested yet, right?"

As she spoke, Aunt Wan stuffed another prepared purse into the little eunuch's hand.

The little eunuch immediately threw it away. If it were normal, he would dare to accept even a piece of gold, let alone a small purse.

Now, thinking about the sound he heard just now, he felt that if he disturbed the emperor's good deeds, his ancestral graves would be moved to the ground.

"It's really too busy. Nanny, please go back. Our family will report to the emperor tomorrow morning."

Ever since Beauty Qiao of Yutang Palace was named the concubine, how could Nanny Wan have been rejected like this in this palace? She dropped her flattering face and sneered: "My father-in-law, he doesn't like us of Yutang Palace. Even the princess and Don’t you even give Concubine Qiao any face?”

The little eunuch was about to cry but had no tears: "Mommy, no, grandma, I beg you, I really can't do it tonight. Even if you kill me, I can't do it!"

Seeing that the little eunuch was really about to kneel down, Nanny Wan knew that she was really making things difficult for him.