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

Unfortunately, when he hurried to the front hall, Zou Zhiyuan had already left, leaving only two flapping geese.

"Miss, Mr. Zou should not be far away yet. Let's go out and look for him."

As a fiery, free-spirited young lady from a military general's family, Meng Wenyao has become very close to home since she fell into the whirlpool of love.

Now it seems that the maid following him is going crazy.

Although Meng Wenyao was not interested in going out, if she wanted to find a way to find out about the marriage, she had to find Zou Zhiyuan to discuss it in private.

If the two families can reach a consensus and He and He break off their marriage happily, there should be no punishment from the Emperor.

She nodded and said with a smile: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry up and let someone set up a car and go out to chase him."

The carriage staggered out, and after asking around, they finally found traces of Zou Zhiyuan's carriage a quarter of an hour later.

They followed from a distance and saw the Zou family's carriage stopped in front of a restaurant.

Zou Zhiyuan, who got off the carriage, actually walked around to a teahouse.

Looking so strange, Meng Wenyao summoned a guard.

"Go to that teahouse and find out which private room Zou Zhiyuan went to, then book a room next to him and come back."

After another stick of incense, Meng Wenyao sat next door to Zou Zhiyuan, separated by a thin wooden wall, listening to what was going on next door.

The door creaked, and then a surprised male voice was heard: "Yin'er, you're here."

Meng Wenyao raised her eyebrows to determine if it was Zou Zhiyuan's voice, and then a sweet "Brother Yuan" penetrated her ears.

It was such a strange voice. Meng Wenyao tilted her head and asked, "What is this?"

He saw Xiaozhi rolling up his sleeves and said angrily: "Miss, there is a vixen seducing Mr. Zou."

This is not seduction, it's obviously a mutual love, okay? Meng Wenyao sighed and pulled Xiaozhi down who was about to go out to argue.

She signaled Xiaozhi not to be impulsive and listen to what the neighbor had to say before making a decision.

The sound from next door came intermittently, and Meng Wenyao pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

"Yin'er, you know, I only have you in my heart, and it's you I've always wanted to marry. It was that evil girl who asked for marriage directly in front of the emperor. She fooled a child of the emperor, so we got engaged in such a confused way. ”

"Even if the emperor granted me the marriage, I had no intention of marrying her into our house in a big sedan chair. Who would have thought that yesterday her evil elder brother beat me up and said that if I didn't come to propose marriage, he would kill me. leg."

Then I heard the thin female voice exclaiming: "Brother Yuan, are you all beaten by Prince Meng on your face and body?"

"Why are their families so unreasonable? If you don't like Meng Wenyao, they will force you to do it. If a cow doesn't drink water, you can't force its head. They are too much."

Hearing this, Meng Wenyao glanced at Xiaozhi in embarrassment. It was not an affair, they were clearly a pair of star-crossed lovers.

"It's not sweet to be forced. It's better to let go of my marriage with Mr. Zou."

Xiaozhi, who was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to go out to catch the rapist, now said with an embarrassed look on his face: "It's true that Mr. Zou didn't tell someone he liked him earlier, which caused everyone to have such a big misunderstanding."

The master and the servant mustered up the courage to go out and marry the couple, when they heard the sound coming from next door again.

"Yin'er, don't worry. Even if I get married, I will always only have you in my heart. You are my wife in my heart."

"Brother Yuan, so am I. No matter who you marry, I will be waiting for you. Even if I cannot become your wife or your concubine, I will be willing to do so."

"Being a concubine is a injustice to you."

"No, Brother Yuan, I am willing to do it for you."

Meng Wenyao and Xiaozhi's ears turned red when they heard the chatter between each other next door. Later, the sound of gnawing at each other was heard, which made Meng Wenyao and Xiaozhi block their ears.

"This is not a good time. Let's go out later."

The two of them covered their ears tightly and waited for a long time. They felt that no matter what they did, the time would be over before they pricked up their ears and listened to the corner again.

"Sir, Miss Liu has left. Let's go back too."

Is that woman gone? Meng Wenyao didn't have time to listen carefully, so she immediately pulled Xiaozhi to open the door so as not to miss Zou Zhiyuan.

After opening the door and going out, Meng Wenyao pretended to have just arrived and strolled to the next door, which happened to be open at this time.

In an instant, Meng Wenyao and Zou Zhiyuan looked at each other.

Zou Zhiyuan felt panicked about being caught and raped in bed. He immediately wanted to run away, but looking at Meng Wenyao who was blocking the door, Zou Zhiyuan could only stand up straight.

Anyway, Liu Mengyin has left and Meng Wenyao didn't find anything. He has nothing to be afraid of.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Zou."

After standing for a long time, Zou Zhiyuan became straighter and straighter, his face became more and more tense, and he had no intention of speaking. Meng Wenyao had no choice but to speak first.

"You don't want me to come in and sit down?" Meng Wenyao asked tentatively again.

He wanted to open his mouth and say, "I'm about to leave," but considering Meng Wenshan's fist, Zou Zhiyuan swallowed and struggled to spit out the word "please".

The two of them sat down, and after half a cup of tea, there was no exchange of words. Meng Wenyao spoke helplessly again: "I used to be ignorant. Asking the young master what he wanted was like asking for a marriage from the emperor. Now that I am getting older, the more I think about it. The more I feel that the young master might not like me, if that’s the case, we might as well give up on our marriage.”

"As for the emperor's decree of marriage, let's find a master to calculate it and say that the horoscopes are inconsistent. Moreover, the emperor's child may not remember that he granted marriage three years ago. What do you think?"

Zou Zhiyuan touched the bruises on his face. He felt that every suggestion Meng Wenyao made was a test of his life.

He shook his head resolutely: "I will only marry you without any second thoughts. Miss Meng can rest assured that our wedding will come as scheduled."

Just now, we were holding lovers and talking to each other, saying that we would not marry anyone other than my concubine or my husband, but how could they be completely forgotten in the blink of an eye.

Is this man afraid of being beaten again?

Meng Wenyao persuaded her earnestly: "I am from a military general's family, and I only like to dance with guns and sticks. You really like eating, drinking and painting. We are not suitable for each other. My father and brother also think that if I marry you, I will not be happy. They have a bad temper. If I am not happy after my marriage, it will inevitably cause trouble for both families. How about we stop the loss in time and seek marriage. "

Zou Zhiyuan frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Do your father and brother really think so?"

He had just gone over to propose marriage. It was clear that both of them were very happy, but it was not like they were worried about Meng Wenyao's misfortune after marriage and did not want to get married.

Meng Wenyao smiled kindly: "Yes, my father and brother are decent people and don't want to refuse in front of you, so let me come and ask you. If you also have this intention, we will break off the engagement and everyone will be happy."