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

Want to trick her into going there, then pretend to fall, and then pretend to have a miscarriage? There are no doors.

Meng Wenyao stood next to Zou Zhiyuan without moving a step, and said with a smile: "I can see clearly even from here. There is beauty in seeing up close, and there is beauty in seeing far away."

The main focus is not to get close.

Liu Mengyin was a little anxious. She took the initiative to come to Meng Wenyao. Every time she got closer to Meng Wenyao, Meng Wenyao would change sides around Zou Zhiyuan, always keeping Zou Zhiyuan between them.

In the end, Zou Zhiyuan felt that Liu Mengyin was a little strange, why she kept chasing Meng Wenyao.

"Husband, it's getting late, we want to go home."

Zou Zhiyuan looked at the sky, then looked at Liu Mengyin's eager and resentful eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "You go back first, I have to be on duty tonight."

Meng Wenyao knew full well that the two of them would definitely find an opportunity to tell their true feelings, but Liu Mengyin had already had a miscarriage, so it was useless to call anyone.

She was too lazy to pay attention to this pair of crazy men and resentful women. It was only right to go back home as soon as possible and let Xie Yunzhou massage her sore legs.

At night, Zou Zhiyuan stood guard outside Xie Yunni's palace, and his mind kept flashing back to Liu Mengyin's eyes that could not conceal the sadness and sorrow during the day.

In the past more than a month, Xie Yunni had never stayed in Liu Mengyin's room, so Zou Zhiyuan had not seen Liu Mengyin for more than a month.

Of course, he hadn't seen her much before, but he could hear Liu Mengyin's voice expressing his lovesickness at night.

In the dead of night, Zou Zhiyuan could no longer restrain his longing for Liu Mengyin. He pretended to have diarrhea, found someone to take over, and secretly ran over to see Liu Mengyin.

In the dead of night, Zou Zhiyuan could hear Liu Mengyin crying through the wall.

He felt a pain in his heart, wondering how Liu Mengyin, who was pregnant with Xie Yunni's eldest son, could cry in the middle of the night.

Was it a nightmare?

He couldn't bear it anymore and sneaked into the room in the dark, walked to the bedside, gently pushed Liu Mengyin, and whispered: "Yin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Mengyin, who was crying, thought she heard wrongly. She suddenly opened the bed curtain and saw Zou Zhiyuan half-kneeling in front of her bed, looking at her worriedly.

"Brother Yuan~"

With a low cry, Liu Mengyin threw herself into Zou Zhiyuan's arms.

Zou Zhiyuan hugged her subconsciously, but within a moment, he understood what he was doing, and he actually hugged the emperor's woman.

In his mind, he was tortured, his whole family was killed, and the images of the nine tribes being exiled kept flashing through his mind, and he pushed Liu Mengyin away with a shudder.

"Yin'er, don't cry first. Tell me what happened to you?"

Liu Mengyin is at the end of her rope and has no one to discuss with. Now she can only talk to Zou Zhiyuan.

She told the story that she had had a miscarriage and wanted to get pregnant with the emperor quickly, but the emperor didn't touch her at all.

"What should I do, brother Yuan? The emperor said that if I can't keep the child, he will send me out of the palace."

As a woman who had served the emperor, she would never get married after leaving the palace. What awaited her would be death or a life worse than death.

Zou Zhiyuan did not expect that the woman he loved could be abandoned at will in the eyes of the emperor, and he had no idea for a while.

"I also thought about pretending that I was accidentally injured and had a miscarriage, so that the emperor could vent his anger on others and maybe let me go. But there is no one else in the palace except me. I really don't know what to do?"

"And if I miscarry due to my own reasons, everyone around me will be buried with me. Brother Yuan, how can I bear to watch them die with me."

Most importantly, she is now afraid that if she suddenly has a miscarriage, the people around her will betray her and expose the fact that she had a miscarriage long ago.

By then, she probably won't even be able to leave the palace to practice cultivation.

"Brother Yuan, can you help me find a way to have an abortion without being blamed by the emperor?"

Somehow, Zou Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that Liu Mengyin had been trying to get close to Meng Wenyao today. He didn't test it and said: "You let Meng Wenyao enter the palace today because you want to frame the miscarriage on her head?"

After crying for a while, Liu Mengyin panicked and explained: "No, brother Yuan, please listen to me. I just don't know what to do. I have no one to discuss with. I want to find her to help me find a solution."

"She has no brains and can help you think of anything." Zou Zhiyuan retorted.

This excuse is really stupid, but Liu Mengyin could only bite the bullet and explain: "I know, but I always think that if Meng Wenyao comes, maybe Brother Yuan will come too. I haven't seen Brother Yuan for a long time. I really want to you."

The lie was finally fulfilled, and Liu Mengyin cried again into Zou Zhiyuan's arms.

Zou Zhiyuan is not stupid. He knows that Liu Mengyin may really want to frame Meng Wenyin, but this is because Liu Mengyin is desperate. Meng Wenyao is famous for her recklessness. If she knocks down Liu Mengyin, it will be easy to say that she will have a miscarriage.

Moreover, Meng Wenyao was from a good background, so the emperor might really not care about it because of the reputation of the Guannei Marquis Mansion.

His heart softened and he comforted in a low voice: "I don't blame you, it's just that Meng Wenyao is pregnant now. After all, it is my child, and I always have to think about her."

"Meng Wenyao is really lucky. She can marry Brother Yuan and bear children for Brother Yuan. How can she be like me, who can only feel sorry for herself in this deep palace."

Speaking of this, Zou Zhiyuan became a little angry: "You were the one who didn't want to marry me in the first place. If you were willing, then Meng Wenyao wouldn't be able to enter my house."

"I have no choice. Entering the palace was discussed between my father and the emperor. My father sent me to the Queen Mother early in the morning. Even if I wanted to find Brother Yuan, I couldn't defeat my father. Besides, how could I bear the thought of Brother Yuan disobeying the Holy Order for me? ”

These words made Zou Zhiyuan feel distressed again. These were men's matters. How could Liu Mengyin, a weak woman, have the final say?

"I'm useless and can't protect you." After saying that, Zou Zhiyuan hugged Liu Mengyin vigorously.

Liu Mengyin poked her head out of Zou Zhiyuan's arms and asked, "Brother Yuan, Meng Wenyao is still your favorite now."

"You, it's always you." Zou Zhiyuan swore.

"Even if Meng Wenyao has a child?" Liu Mengyin asked again.

Zou Zhiyuan paused and said firmly again: "If possible, I hope that child is our child."

These words made Liu Mengyin's mind suddenly open. She said excitedly: "Brother Yuan, I have thought of a way. I have been pretending to be pregnant now. When Meng Wenyao gives birth to a child, I will also pretend to have a child. You can secretly carry the child in." The palace, treat it as my child, so that I will not be kicked out of the palace by the emperor. "

Zou Zhiyuan was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground and said in horror: "This is a serious crime that will destroy the nine tribes."

"But only in this way can I continue to stay in the palace. If I am kicked out of the palace by the emperor, my father is so focused on reputation that he will definitely hang me with a rope."