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

I remember the last woman who died was ten years ago. A palace maid accidentally fell while picking flowers. The emperor passed by and subconsciously helped her. Three days later, the woman bled to death from her orifices.

After the emperor helped the woman, there was nothing wrong with the woman. The emperor was secretly happy for two days, but on the third day he couldn't laugh anymore.

From now on, wherever the emperor goes, the place will be cleared in advance, and no male or female animals will appear within a radius of 100 meters.

I don't know how many days this woman will live today, but she looked very lively when she left.

In the middle of the afternoon, Meng Wenyao had returned to the house happily. When she walked into Ninghui Hall, the cheerful atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Yao'er is back. Look, what did your cousin bring you?"

The old lady's loving voice sounded, and immediately the nuns and girls pushed Meng Wenyao forward.

"This is what Prince Lu specially left for the second lady. The prince has been waiting for the second lady for a long time. As soon as he left, the second lady came back."

A nun introduced the origin of the pug with a smile, and others agreed: "Shizi Lu really loves the second young lady the most, and leaves all good things to the second young lady."

When Meng Wenyao sat next to the old lady, there were still a lot of voices around her. They were all praising Lu Chenghuan for being kind to Meng Wenyao and how much he liked her.

She had been coaxed like this in her previous life, becoming addicted day by day. She felt that Lu Chenghuan loved her deeply, so she devoted herself to him.

In fact, as long as she uses her brain, she will find that all of this is a lie.

She was frightened by Lu Chenghuan's black dog yesterday, and today he sent a pug over. He really likes her and cares about her. Could it be that she might have a psychological shadow on dogs?

"Take it away quickly, I'm scared."

Meng Wenyao pretended to be frightened and avoided the pug. The people around him fell silent instantly, and a few people who were about to speak closed their mouths in embarrassment.

"But you were scared by the black dog yesterday. Your aunt already punished your cousin yesterday. He came over early to apologize to you. You missed it because you weren't here."

Meng Wenyao didn't want to deal with this group of hypocritical people, so she said tiredly: "Grandma, I'm tired and want to go back and rest."

Mrs. Meng on the side said kindly: "Good boy, you should be tired after a day outside. Go back and rest quickly. Your sister has been talking about you all day, so ask her to accompany you back to have a chat."

The demure Meng Baiqin, with a sweet smile on her face, came over and took Meng Wenyao's hand, wanting to go back with her.

It was the same in her previous life. Her grandmother and aunt cared about everything and indulged her in everything.

This cousin was particularly close to her, and she often slept in the same bed at night, almost like twins.

So after she died in her previous life, and Meng Baiqin went to be the successor and inherited her dowry, would the Su family think that they had a deep love for each other as sisters?

Haha~

"No, I have a headache. I want to go back and take a nap. I don't want to talk."

Ignoring everyone's wonderful expressions, Meng Wenyao returned to his courtyard and began to think about the next arrangements.

After Meng Wenyao left, Ninghui Hall gradually dispersed, and the old lady also wanted to take a nap.

Although Meng Wenyao's operation in Ninghui Hall just now made everyone feel dull, especially Meng Baiqin, who felt as if he had been slapped in the face.

Everyone still said goodbye politely, and no one could see any displeasure on their faces. After all, the Meng family is a master of poetry and calligraphy, and the etiquette is inherited, so naturally they would not do anything inappropriate in order to save face.

Especially Meng Baiqin, she is the eldest daughter-in-law, with a reputation for being dignified, virtuous, and virtuous. Even though Meng Wenyao had humiliated her just now, she was still smiling and told Meng Wenyao to have a good rest.

It wasn't until he entered his mother's yard that his face started to look ugly.

I couldn't help but complain: "Mom, why do you always ask me to please that idiot?"

Mrs. Meng pulled her daughter to sit next to her, and said with sincerity: "Daughter, you are the legitimate daughter of the eldest son of my Meng Mansion. You have a noble status and are wise. If you propose marriage to a noble family, you will have all the people in the world to choose from. .

But my mother just married into an aristocratic family. Look at what kind of life my mother lived. The family had a large population and a lot of expenses, and she could not make ends meet all year round. No matter how noble a family is, it still costs money to live. Therefore, mother hopes that you can marry into a high-ranking family and not marry into a poor family. "

"Why should I please Meng Wenyao when I get married?" Meng Baiqin was a little confused.

"Everyone in the world is interested in profit. When your sister married into Anping's house, our family took a dowry of ten thousand taels. When you come here, the family can no longer afford so much. If you are willing to pay a few thousand taels, Just marry her with a dowry, so you don’t have to please Meng Wenyao.”

After Mrs. Meng finished speaking, Meng Baiqin became even more confused and couldn't help asking: "Do you think Meng Wenyao will give me a dowry?"

Mrs. Meng laughed a few times and then said: "Your aunt has a high eye. Wenyuan Marquis Mansion and the royal family are connected by in-laws. Do you know why her family is willing to let Meng Wenyao enter the mansion and become the prince's wife."

"Because Meng Wenyao has a dowry of hundreds of thousands." Meng Baiqin curled her lips. Isn't this something everyone knows.

"Yes and no, the Lu family only wants a dowry, not a person."

As soon as Mrs. Meng finished speaking, goosebumps appeared on Meng Baiqin's arms, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Did mother say that when the second sister gets married, the Lu family will kill the second sister?"

Mrs. Meng smiled coldly and mocked: "It was all a good calculation. When Meng Wenyao's mother died, the old lady was afraid that she would not be able to keep the dowry, so she engaged Meng Wenyao to Lu Chenghuan. Is your aunt the kind of person who is willing to suffer a loss? She would not let Wenyuanhou Mansion have a mistress like Meng Wenyao.

So when Meng Wenyao got married, got pregnant, and accidentally gave birth to a child, she would not have to keep the dowry, but she would not be able to give it away. "

"How could my grandmother be so willing? Wouldn't it be of no benefit to our Meng family and the dowry be wasted in vain?"

Meng Baiqin finally got the point, and Mrs. Meng smiled happily.

"So, once Meng Wenyao dies, our Meng family will have a girl with a higher status to continue the marriage between the two families. The Lu family will have a decent eldest son and his wife, and the Meng family can continue to marry with the Lu family. , everyone is happy.

Meng Wenyao's dowry will be divided by your grandmother and aunt after discussion, and it will never fall into the hands of outsiders. "

Meng Baiqin lowered his head and thought deeply. If Meng Wenyao married to another family, the dowry would be cheaper than other families, so she could only marry to her aunt's family.

But the aunt wanted a capable mistress, so Meng Wenyao would definitely die, and then the Lu family would just marry another heir apparent.

And her status, talent and name are more suitable to be the wife of Wenyuan Hou Shizi. When the time comes, she will marry him and accept Meng Wenyao's dowry.

After thinking about this, Meng Baiqin felt that the Lu family was not a good family, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart: "Mother, Wenyuanhou's family is already so noble, why do you use such means to plot against your niece?"