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

"And if you need to change clothes, you must bring the two eunuchs you just sent over. Your Majesty, you have told me so many times that your ears are calloused."

Meng Wenyao replied angrily, turning around and seeing the two eunuchs following closely, Meng Wenyao glared at Yuwen Hu angrily.

"Your Majesty, I know that you don't trust me, but you are arranging palace maids and nuns. Why are you arranging eunuchs? I am not used to them."

Yu Wenhu knew that Meng Wenyao was conflicted, so he coaxed softly: "Since ancient times, the harem has been very filthy. These two eunuchs have been serving the previous dynasty and have nothing to do with anyone in the harem. I can rest assured if you take them with you."

Of course, this is just superficial rhetoric. In fact, these two eunuchs know martial arts and are proficient in the Xixia language.

Yu Wenhu knew that Meng Wenyao would definitely try to contact Ashina today, so he specially arranged two eyes to keep an eye on Meng Wenyao.

He didn't want to be so defensive about Meng Wenyao, but he tried several times and Meng Wenyao refused to tell the truth, so he had to make this arrangement.

After everything was ready, the two of them were about to leave for the palace banquet. Yuwenhu looked at Meng Wenyao seriously again: "Yaoyao, you know, the most important thing to me in this world is you and the child. No matter what happens, Don’t be afraid, as long as you tell me, I will definitely protect you.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Do you have anything to say?"

Yu Wenhu stared at Meng Wenyao nervously, and saw that Meng Wenyao's eyes were wandering, and he even urged impatiently: "I have nothing to say, let's go there quickly."

With a sigh, Yu Wenhu hugged Meng Wenyao and walked out of the palace door.

Soon, everyone sat in their seats as arranged by Mrs. Qiao.

Meng Wenyao and Meng Lanxin, who were sitting next to each other, quickly shook hands and then let go without being seen by everyone.

Meng Lanxin calmly lowered her head and looked at the note in her hand, knowing that Meng Wenyao's current pregnancy was fake, and she would take the opportunity to have an abortion later, so Meng Lanxin should leave as soon as possible to avoid being implicated.

The two sisters had not seen each other for several months, and now they were about to separate as soon as they met. Meng Lanxin suppressed the sourness in her eyes and said a few words to everyone.

After she toasted Yu Wenhu, Concubine Qiao and Princess Ashina respectively, she pretended to be drunk.

Concubine Qiao was even more happy when she saw the drunkenness on Meng Lanxin's face, so she took advantage of Meng Lanxin's confusion to blame Meng Wenyao's miscarriage on her.

She raised her head to search for the palace maid she had arranged, and asked the palace maid to take the opportunity to release the prepared snake. On Meng Lanxin's cushion, she had already had someone apply medicinal powder in advance, and the snake would crawl all the way to Meng Lanxin's body.

When the time comes, Meng Lanxin is frightened, and coupled with the deliberate movements of the palace maid arranged by her, she will definitely be able to skillfully push down Meng Wenyao's chair, and even the snake will cleverly run to Meng Wenyao.

This shock, coupled with the fact that Meng Wenyao had already inhaled so much musk, made it difficult not to have a miscarriage.

As for the culprit, Yuwen Hu was afraid that he would be directly placed on the Princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Concubine Qiao saw the maid arranged by herself behind Meng Lanxin, her eyes narrowed slightly and she nodded. The maid understood and reached into her sleeve, where there was a small flower snake entangled.

As soon as the palace maid touched the cold patch of ice, Meng Lanxin in front of her suddenly stood up.

"Your Majesty, I am really too drunk and want to go to the wing to rest first."

Seeing that she was about to succeed, Mrs. Qiao panicked and hurriedly said: "This palace banquet has just begun, why is the princess leaving? It's okay for you to sit down and take a rest. It's cool and windy here. After a while, Your alcohol will dissipate."

As the host of today's banquet, what she said was impeccable. Meng Lanxin also wanted to see Meng Wenyao more, so she took advantage of the situation and sat down, wanting to wait a little longer before leaving.

As soon as Meng Lanxin sat down, Meng Wenyao saw Yu Wenjing opposite and suddenly smiled happily.

She knew that she, Meng Wenyao, had a plan, and Yu Wenjing must have a plan of her own.

She is pregnant now, and no one here may want her to give birth to a child, especially Yu Wenjing, who has a grudge against her.

And she rarely comes out on weekdays. Today's palace banquet is not an excellent opportunity for them.

Especially since Yu Wenjing didn't want to get married. If Meng Wenyao's miscarriage could be brought to Meng Lan's mind, if things got worse and worse, the marriage might be abandoned.

She glanced at Yu Wenjing provocatively, stretched out her wide sleeves and went to grab the fruit a few meters away from the case. She accidentally knocked over the rice wine.

The rice wine poured right onto Meng Lanxin's clothes.

"Ah, princess, forgive me. I didn't mean it."

Xia Tian was already wearing thin clothes, and a large glass of rice wine was poured on her. Meng Lanxin's clothes were almost out of her clothes, and she couldn't even think about leaving.

She knew that Meng Wenyao wanted her to leave, so she glared at Meng Wenyao dotingly. Under the eyes of everyone, she had to pretend to be angry for the sake of the princess's dignity and said: "You are pregnant with the emperor's heir now, and you are the emperor's." My beloved, how dare I punish you?"

Meng Lanxin tossed her sleeves and walked away angrily, leaving an aggrieved Meng Wenyao looking at Yu Wenhu on the high seat with red eyes.

Meng Wenyao knew that Yuwenhu was doubting her identity, so she deliberately opposed Meng Lanxin to dispel Yuwenhu's suspicion that she was from the Southern Tang Dynasty.

If she didn't destroy the marriage between the Northern Wei and Xixia, she couldn't expose her identity. Otherwise, if Yuwenhu threw her out as the fiancée of the Xixia emperor for the sake of his relationship with Xixia, wouldn't all his previous efforts be wasted.

Yu Wenhu, who was in the main seat, looked at Meng Wenyao's aggrieved expression, his heart hardened, and he turned his face to the side.

He just wanted to see who Meng Wenyao would contact today. He wanted to pretend to be aloof and pay no attention to Meng Wenyao, so that Meng Wenyao could relax.

In this way, Meng Wenyao would secretly contact her master, and only in this way, Yu Wenhu felt that he could find clues to Meng Wenyao's identity.

Wait until you find clues and have a good talk with Meng Wenyao, and maybe Meng Wenyao can be honest with you.

Now he doesn't have any evidence. If he really asks outright, if Meng Wenyao refuses to admit it, there will be cracks in the relationship between the two people. This is not what he wants to see.

He glanced at the food in front of him and said to Concubine Qiao with a smile: "It's hard to endure the midsummer and you have no appetite. I see that Jing'er has lost weight, so I will bring this plate of lotus seed soup to the princess to cool down."

Mrs. Qiao was still shocked by Meng Lanxin's emotion of leaving casually. With this planned plot, she never expected that Meng Lanxin would leave just as she said.

She, Meng Lan, was a princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty. After finally meeting Yu Wenhu, shouldn't she stay and compete with the Princess of Xixia for favor? How could she walk so coolly and not be afraid that Princess Xixia would steal the limelight?