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

Liu Mengyin also knew that she had overreacted. Meng Wenyao didn't know about her relationship with Zou Zhiyuan. She should have saluted generously, otherwise the more embarrassing she was, the easier it would be to arouse suspicion.

She forced a smile and said softly: "I have met the Crown Prince, Madam Crown Prince."

Dressed in rosy red, she salutes in pure red. The more Liu Mengyin thinks about it, the more she feels like a concubine saluting to the principal wife.

Even though she did not marry into the Marquis Wenxin's house, Meng Wenyao still used her status as a wife to humiliate her. She dug her nails into her flesh and vowed to become a queen and let Meng Wenyao crawl at her feet in the future.

"Miss Liu is so polite."

Xie Yunni didn't notice the undercurrents of several people at all. He happily let everyone sit down, like a true superior, caring for his subordinates.

"How is Marquis Wenxin doing?"

Zou Zhiyuan replied respectfully: "It has gotten better these past two days. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

"The Marquis of Guannei heard that he had an old problem with leg pain. Is he feeling better now?"

Meng Wenyao also said respectfully and politely: "It's much better. When I paid my birthday to the Queen Mother the year before last, my mother accidentally mentioned that the Queen Mother gave a folk remedy from a wandering monk. After using it, my father's legs were obviously better, thanks to the Queen Mother."

The gratitude to the Queen Mother undoubtedly made the Emperor happy. He pretended to be calm and said: "The Marquis of Guannei has been fighting for the country for many years. My mother and I are devoted to these heroes."

"This is the fine wine that was just delivered from the Western Regions this year. How about you and your wife try it?"

Everyone picked up the wine glasses and tasted it. Liu Mengyin, who had always been ignored, couldn't bear to be ignored. She was obviously the emperor's woman and should be the hostess of the banquet. How could Meng Wenyao keep talking nonsense at the banquet.

She picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Ma'am, please try it more. Not many of these fine wines from the Western Regions enter the palace. If it's not a palace banquet, my wife won't be able to taste it anywhere else."

Meng Wenyao almost choked on a sip of wine. Was Liu Mengyin sarcastic that she had never seen the world and had no chance to drink good wine?

It was really funny. Meng Wenyao put down the glass and said with a smile: "This year's wine tastes a lot lighter."

Xie Yunni immediately answered: "Madam, you don't know. There is a lot of rain in the Western Regions this year, so this wine is not as mellow as in previous years. I still remember that when the Marquis of Guan Nei guarded the Western Regions, the wine he sent as tribute was the best. Please be patient, Queen Mother." He couldn't help but praise him, saying that since Guannei Hou came back from the Western Regions, the wine was getting worse every year."

These words made Liu Mengyin, who was filled with jealousy, finally remember where Guannei Hou was guarding.

When it comes to wine, it may be rare in other places, but in Guannei Hou Mansion, it can really be drank as water.

She glanced at the emperor with a blushing face, but saw that the emperor was not looking at her at all. When she raised her head, she saw Zou Zhiyuan secretly looking at her.

She knew that the two of them would pretend not to know each other and never interact with each other again, but after she was wronged, Zou Zhiyuan was the only one who looked at her with distress, which made her feel warm.

The two looked at each other affectionately, then turned away in panic.

At the end of the meal, Xie Yunni was still satisfied and invited Zou Zhiyuan to go to the school field to compete in archery.

Meng Wenyao and Liu Mengyin naturally followed behind. Maybe it was an illusion, but Meng Wenyao always felt that Liu Mengyin was full of hostility towards her.

In the past, Meng Wenyao prevented Liu Mengyin from marrying Zou Zhiyuan and was hostile to her.

Why are they both married now, and why is Liu Mengyin still biting her?

"I heard that the prince has not consummated his marriage with his wife since he got married?" Liu Mengyin asked sarcastically.

"My father-in-law is in poor health. Neither of us, husband and wife, have any intention of doing this, which makes Miss Liu laugh."

Meng Wenyao casually made an excuse to interrupt, but Liu Mengyin was unwilling to let go of the topic.

"I heard that the wife was in love with the prince and kept stalking him, which led to this marriage?"

How much hostility does it take to be humiliated face to face so mercilessly? Meng Wenyao looked at Zou Zhiyuan and Xie Yunni who were shooting arrows in the distance, thinking about the consequences of beating Liu Mengyin now.

Fortunately, she still has some sense and doesn't want to be exposed like a mad dog.

"We are getting married by the Emperor. Could it be that Miss Liu is questioning the Emperor's decision?"

"Besides, marriage is a good marriage between two surnames. As long as my husband and I have children in the future and continue the bloodline of the Guannai Marquis Mansion and the Wenxin Marquis Mansion, this marriage will be the best. It doesn't matter who doesn't like it."

After saying that, Meng Wenyao stared at Liu Mengyin unceremoniously and said coolly: "The emperor has not yet married, so he probably won't let the concubine's eldest son be born first. The Bizi soup must be cold, so Miss Liu should drink less. , otherwise it will be difficult to have children in the future.”

A guy who warmed the emperor's bed before the wedding dared to bark in front of her. Since he didn't want dignity, then she wouldn't give Liu Mengyin any dignity.

Liu Mengyin's face turned red and white after being ridiculed by Meng Wenyao. She seemed to retort: ​​"The emperor will not let me drink Bizi soup. The emperor came to me just to give birth to the prince as soon as possible."

But she couldn't say that if word got out, not only the regent might take action, but also those in the palace who were jealous of her might secretly prevent her from conceiving a child.

Before she could conceive a child, she still needed to be a human being with her tail between her legs.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. As long as she gives birth to the emperor's eldest son, she will definitely take today's revenge a thousand times.

"After talking for a long time, Madam is probably thirsty. Let's drink some tea to soothe her throat."

Meng Wenyao raised her eyebrows. This was the first time Liu Mengyin had been soft on her since she entered the palace.

Judging from her observation, Liu Mengyin wanted to press her to the ground and rub her, but it was strange why she suddenly gave in.

After a while, a palace maid came over with tea. Meng Wenyao's heart was alarmed. Could it be that Liu Mengyin was going to poison her tea?

Since Liu Mengyin can be submissive, and she, Meng Wenyao, is also a flexible person, she immediately smiled and said: "My words just now were very offensive. Please don't be angry, Miss Liu. I will help Miss Liu serve tea."

Without waiting for Liu Mengyin's reaction, she turned around and walked towards the palace maid who was walking in the distance.

It seemed that Liu Mengyin suddenly started to give in when she talked about having children. It seemed that children were Liu Mengyin's weakness.

In this case, Meng Wenyao immediately exchanged a fake pregnancy pill and put it into Liu Mengyin's tea without warning.

She wanted to see if the emperor would ignore her when Liu Mengyin became pregnant in the future, and what the emperor's reaction would be after she miscarried.

Unsurprisingly, Liu Mengyin will definitely be a palace concubine in the future, and she will be a palace concubine who is full of hostility towards her. She really can't feel at ease unless Liu Mengyin's true nature is revealed.

After bringing the tea to Liu Mengyin, perhaps to prove that she was open-minded and sincerely applauded Meng Wenyao, Liu Mengyin drank it one sip without any doubt.

Meng Wenyao, on the other hand, was holding her tea cup and swinging it leisurely. She was unwilling to take any risks.