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

After being rejected again, Meng Wenyao suddenly felt tired and said in a low mood: "I will get married tomorrow. My mother will come over to sleep with me tonight, and tomorrow and the day after. I'm afraid we won't be able to have a private meeting before we get married."

Xie Yunzhou listened to Meng Wenyao pressing forward step by step, completely unmoved. He said considerately: "Don't worry, after you get married, Zou Zhiyuan will often go to the palace for duty. We have plenty of opportunities."

Meng Wenyao's hand slipped weakly from Xie Yunzhou's neck, and said with a smile: "You don't like wearing the new hat, but you want Zou Zhiyuan to try it before you are willing to wear it, right?"

Xie Yunzhou admitted that he was really aroused by Meng Wenyao this time. As a man, especially a man who has just smelled the smell of meat in his late thirties, when he thought about letting others taste such delicious food, he wanted to kill Zou Zhiyuan with a knife.

But he was angry. Years of calmness and self-control allowed Xie Yunzhou to quickly calm down. He warned himself that this was all the plan of the person behind him. The more he got on top, the more the people behind him laughed wildly.

He cannot be led around by others.

"As long as the hat you gave me is new, I don't care."

Meng Wenyao was completely speechless. She really tried her best. Anyway, as long as she could conceive a child in the future, she wouldn't force anything else.

After being entangled for a while again, the two pretended to be inseparable and parted.

As soon as Xie Yunzhou left, the lust in Meng Wenyao's eyes instantly faded, and she was so angry that she wanted to give up the job.

As for Xie Yunzhou, who had just left the Meng Mansion, his suppressed passion suddenly burst out. He could hardly control himself and returned to the Meng Mansion, where he found General Meng and discussed how to marry Meng Wenyao.

He knew he was emotional and fell into it uncontrollably.

Smiling to himself, he went in even though he knew it was a honey trap.

Unknowingly, he came to Wenxinhou's mansion. It was late at night, and only the ancestral hall was still lit.

He quietly leaned on the tiles and heard the angry Marquis Wenxin saying below: "My ancestors, please bless me and Marquis Wenxin's Mansion to have a smooth marriage with the Guannei Marquis Mansion. The two children will love each other and have children and grandchildren as soon as possible." Full house.”

"Zhiyuan, offer incense to our ancestors."

Zou Zhiyuan claimed yes in a low voice, and then said: "My ancestors, I was obsessed with the unfilial grandson before and thought about the impossible person. From now on, I will treat Meng Wenyao wholeheartedly, be harmonious with her husband and wife, and prosper the family."

The more Xie Yunzhou heard on the roof, the more wrong he became. This Wenxin Hou Mansion really wanted to marry Meng Wenyao and had no intention of encouraging Meng Wenyao or seducing him. There was no conspiracy at all!

Could it be that this is really a misunderstanding?

Is it true that Meng Wenyao deliberately seduced Zou Zhiyuan to get revenge on him, and does she really not want to marry Zou Zhiyuan?

In the darkness, Xie Yunzhou's hard heart softened inch by inch.

The young novice monk that day might not have been instigated by anyone. He simply saw someone having a private meeting at Fushou Temple and went to report it to him.

In the past few days since he had been dating Meng Wenyao, he really couldn't see that Meng Wenyao had any other plans.

He regretted it a little.

I regret not thinking carefully and helping Meng Wenyao break off the marriage. I also regret that I still have time and can plan slowly. Who knows that Meng Wenyao will get married in two or three days.

After thinking about this, he staggered back to Guannei Hou's Mansion, where it was already dark.

He quietly sneaked into Meng Wenyao's boudoir and stood outside the bed curtain. He heard two long breaths on the bed, one of which must be Mrs. Meng's.

Since Xiao missed his daughter, he couldn't wake up his mother-in-law in the middle of the night and have a private meeting with her daughter.

Xie Yunzhou sighed and left sadly.

In the next two days, no matter what Meng Wenyao did or where she went, Mrs. Meng would follow her and teach him how to run a household and how to serve her husband.

After a while, she hugged Meng Wenyao and cried bitterly: "Daughter, you have to go back to my house often to see my mother. You married so quickly, and my mother can't bear to let you go!"

"Then postpone it!"

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Mrs. Meng shed tears and began to vigorously and resolutely direct people to prepare the dowry.

In this way, until Meng Wenyao got on the sedan chair, she had no chance to be alone and went to Xie Yunzhou to discuss it again.

The sedan chair walked leisurely to Wenxinhou Mansion.

At the Regent's Palace, Zhao He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the troops and horses have been ordered. When will we go to suppress the bandits?"

Xie Yunzhou's hand tightened and loosened. He planned to pretend that bandits were entering the city, and then suddenly searched Wenxinhou's mansion, taking the opportunity to kidnap Meng Wenyao out, and then tried his best to disrupt the marriage.

The more he wanted to do this, the more he felt that it was a trap. Although he figured out that no one might be plotting against him that day, his increasingly out-of-control brain gradually made him feel frightened.

I even began to wonder if my actions were too impulsive.

Time passed bit by bit, and Xie Yunzhou ordered with difficulty: "Let's disperse."

Zhao He didn't know why, bowed his head and retreated.

Looking up at the sky, you should have already paid your respects and will be getting married in a while.

Xie Yunzhou's legs were numb as he stood in front of the desk. Countless voices were shouting in his head, but only one remained.

“New hats are becoming old hats.”

Unable to calm down any longer, he jumped out of the window and went straight to the new house in Wenxinhou Mansion.

In the wedding room, Meng Wenyao was sitting on the wedding bed with her head covered. The door creaked open, and the footsteps of the maid and mother-in-law came one after another.

"Young madam, the prince is drunk. I'm afraid I won't be able to lift the hijab for you today. Do you think?"

Hearing this, Meng Wenyao felt calm. Zou Zhiyuan didn't like her, so he might have been drunk on purpose or pretended to be drunk.

She didn't like Zou Zhiyuan either, and wished they wouldn't have any contact with each other.

Feeling that the mother-in-law was helping Zou Zhiyuan over, Meng Wenyao, who was under the hijab, frowned in disgust and said in a deep voice: "Help me, Master, go to the big kang by the window, open the window, and let the smell of alcohol go away."

After a lot of work, Xiaozhi said aggrievedly: "Miss, I will help you wash up."

No one dared to lift Meng Wenyao's hijab, and she was so angry that she didn't want to lift it herself. She just wanted to fall asleep.

"Please step aside, I want to be quiet."

Soon everyone in the room left. Meng Wenyao took a long breath and was about to pull off the hijab on his head.

Suddenly, a scale appeared on the ground. As the scale moved upward, a handsome and refined face appeared in front of Meng Wenyao.

When their eyes met, Meng Wenyao glared at the other party fiercely and said angrily: "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you have a hat for me?" Xie Yunzhou took off the hijab and sat next to Meng Wenyao.

Meng Wenyao was relieved now. She looked at Zou Zhiyuan in front of the window and sneered: "The regent is so elegant and likes to wear hats in front of the rightful owner!"

"When I came in, I had already ordered him to sleep. Even if we lifted the roof, he wouldn't even know."

Saying that, Xie Yunzhou was about to hug Meng Wenyao and put on his hat, but Meng Wenyao pushed him away.