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

Unfortunately, in the next few years, Meng Wenyao's children were born one after another. Every few years, there would be a baby in swaddling clothes, which would hinder Yu Wenhu's expedition.

More than ten years have passed, and when all the children have grown up, Yu Wenhu has gradually grown old.

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to complete the unification in this life. I will marry Yu Wencheng as soon as possible and let him give birth to a child as soon as possible. Then I can go out and conquer the city."

"Okay, let's let them make their own decisions about the children, okay?"

On the palace wall, the breeze gradually picked up, and the two twilight old men slowly disappeared into the long river of history, leaving behind a legend of a lifetime of love.

[Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, you have completed another world. As a reward, the system will give the host a comprehensive upgrade. 】

"Do you want points?" Meng Wenyao asked nervously. Saving money was not easy. If the points were consumed too much, she wouldn't want them.

[No, no, it’s free. 】

Next, Meng Wenyao's ears kept hearing the sound of the system prompting for an upgrade.

【Hair upgraded by 100 points

Skin color upgraded by 100 points

Red lip upgrade 100 points

……

Firmness upgraded by 100 points

Flexibility upgrade by 100 points

Softness upgraded by 100 points

...]

No matter how thick-skinned Meng Wenyao was, she didn't feel embarrassed to ask any more questions after the upgrade was completed and went directly to the next world.

In this world, Meng Wenyao is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Guannei. Not only is she of noble birth, but she is also very beautiful, but she only has appearance and no connotation.

Therefore, although Meng Wenyao has the reputation of being the most beautiful woman in the capital, she still attracts some libertines to make noises, and the real noble disciples avoid her.

But Meng Wenyao didn't know that others were avoiding her. She thought that all the sons and daughters in the capital were obsessed with her.

By chance, when she saw Zou Zhiyuan, the handsome and talented Wenxin Hou Shizi, she fell in love instantly.

He directly asked the maid to send a handkerchief to Zou Zhiyuan, and as expected, the handkerchief was returned.

"Is this Prince Zou shy?" Meng Wenyao asked confused.

The slave Xiaozhi, who thinks that her young lady is the most beautiful in the world, thought about it seriously and suggested: "This servant thinks that Prince Zou may be cautious. He is worried that the young lady is deliberately teasing him, so he dare not accept it. If the young lady herself Give it to him, I’m afraid he will come over tomorrow to propose marriage.”

The naive and romantic Meng Wenyao felt the same way, so she had someone follow Zou Zhiyuan and deliberately created a chance encounter.

"In ancient times, there was an allusion about throwing fruit into a cart. Now the young lady misses the young master. This sachet was embroidered by the young lady herself. Please accept it."

She twisted and handed out the crookedly embroidered sachet, lowered her eyes and waited for Zou Zhiyuan to hold her little hand and express his love gently.

As a result, there was no movement for a long time, and when I looked up again, my eyes were empty.

"Where are the people?" Meng Wenyao asked.

Xiaozhi pointed to the fork in the road and stammered: "Mr. Zou may have something urgent, and he ran away suddenly."

"Even if there is an emergency, don't hesitate to take the sachet and run together!"

Meng Wenyao picked up the sachet in his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and asked in surprise: "Doesn't he like the smell?"

"We are too hasty. We still need to find out what Crown Prince Zou likes, and then take targeted action."

As a maid, Xiaozhi felt that her young lady was too aggrieved, and she said dissatisfiedly: "My lady likes Zou Shizi, something that even many princes in the capital can't get, so why bother to inquire about his preferences? All I have to do is stand beside him." In front of him, he will be fascinated."

"But he just ran away."

Meng Wenyao pointed to the intersection and said, "Is he too shy?"

A failed confession could not dampen Meng Wenyao's confidence. She took her maid Xiaozhi and began to inquire about Zou Zhiyuan's preferences in detail.

They created chance encounters again and again, and gave gifts again and again, but all ended in vain.

She returned to the house depressedly and happened to meet her eldest brother Meng Wenshan.

"What's wrong? Who made our Yao'er angry?"

Looking at her eldest brother who had loved her since childhood, Meng Wenyao didn't hide anything and told everything that happened in the past few days.

"Brother, do you think Prince Zou doesn't like me?"

Meng Wenshan looked at his sister's clear eyes with an expectant look and couldn't bear to let him down.

"How could it be possible? My sister is the most beautiful woman in the capital. How could someone not like you? It must be because that boy thinks he is not worthy of you and does not dare to accept your love."

"Really?"

"real."

Meng Wenyao, who was spoiled by her family, really thought that Zou Zhiyuan liked her.

Later, at a royal banquet, she saw other women from aristocratic families performing their talents, either singing or playing the piano. After thinking about it for a long time, she realized that she, who came from a family of military generals, knew nothing.

Mrs. Meng on the side encouraged her: "My son's archery skills are as good as those of men, so don't belittle yourself."

She once again believed it and performed archery in front of the public, and she hit the mark with perfect accuracy.

It was an eye-opener for the ten-year-old little emperor, who clamored to reward Meng Wenyao.

"Your Majesty, I do not ask for any other reward, but I only ask for the Emperor's decision to grant me a marriage."

So, the thirteen-year-old she and the fifteen-year-old Zou Zhiyuan were married by the imperial decree.

Three years had passed in the blink of an eye, and she had already grown hair. She couldn't wait for Zou Zhiyuan to come to propose marriage, and she spent the whole day in the boudoir feeling dejected.

Meng Wenshan, who had gone out to fight for three years, just returned home when he heard that his sister had been sad and crying all day. Before entering the house, he went out again with a knife.

He found Zou Zhiyuan and had a cordial exchange.

The next day, Zou Zhiyuan, with a bruised nose and swollen eyes, carried two wild geese and went to Guannei Hou Mansion to propose marriage.

"Miss, miss, Mr. Zou is here to propose marriage."

The maid Xiaozhi ran all the way, frightening the goldfish in the pond and jumping into the water to commit suicide.

"Why are you panicking?" Meng Wenyao said calmly and continued to throw fish food into the pond.

Xiaozhi stood still, not caring to catch his breath, and heard Xiaozhi laughing from ear to ear.

"Miss, Mr. Zou has come to propose marriage. You can marry Mr. Zou right away. The dowry for the past three years has finally been embroidered in vain. When the time comes, everyone in the capital will see it. Our lady's embroidery skills are also good. ”

Xiaozhi chattered for a long time. Seeing that Meng Wenyao's expression and movements did not change, she hurriedly asked: "Miss, are you so happy that you are stupid?"

"You have been waiting for Mr. Zou to propose marriage for all these years. Why are you so calm when he comes? Do you want to go to the front hall and have a look? Let's watch through the screen. The Marquis and Madam love you so much. They will definitely not blame you. your."

If the original owner had heard that Zou Zhiyuan finally came to propose marriage, she would probably go crazy with joy. Unfortunately, she was not the original owner. She could see clearly that Zou Zhiyuan didn't like her at all, so he came to propose marriage out of necessity.

More importantly, the target of her strategy was not Zou Zhiyuan!

"Oh, happy, I'll go back to the room and change clothes."

After being obsessed with her for three years, she suddenly loses interest, which will make everyone think that she has changed. She still has to put on a show of being happy.

As soon as she took a step, Xiaozhi grabbed her sleeve.

"Ok?"

"Miss, let's watch through the screen. There's no need to go back and change clothes."

Oh, this maid is smarter than she looks!

"Then shall we go now?" Meng Wenyao suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay, let me just say that the young lady was so happy that she finally realized what she was doing."

Xiaozhi jumped up and down and pulled Meng Wenyao towards the front hall, attracting many maids and wives' glances along the way.