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

The old lady and Mrs. Wenyuanhou closed the door and didn't know what to say.

Lu Nanchu was wandering around the Mengjiayuan house boredly. Thinking of Meng Wenyao's recent attitude, he became a little angry and planned to teach Meng Wenyao a lesson.

Meng Wenyao was copying scriptures for her mother in the room. When she heard that Lu Nanchu was coming, she said without raising her head or stopping her writing: "Forgive me, cousin, I really don't have time, so I'd better let Bai Qin and Qiu Shuang play with my cousin."

Meng Baiqin stared at the side and said nothing, she was waiting for a good show.

Since Meng Qiu Shuang and Meng Wenyao had a little secret, her heart was leaning towards Meng Wenyao. She stepped forward and said softly: "Cousin, let's go to the garden and play shuttlecock. We won't disturb the second sister to copy scriptures."

"Shuttlecock kicking?" Lu Nanchu mocked, rolling his eyes to the sky.

"You think this young lady, like you, a wild girl, plays this kind of ungraceful game, you are indeed a little bitch."

Meng Qiu Shuang's face instantly turned pale and her body was shaky.

The Meng Mansion prides itself on being a clean house, and everyone is very respectable. It has been years since she heard anyone scold her like this.

After all, he was in his own yard. Meng Wenyao didn't want to be a bystander, so he tried to persuade her: "My yard is also very despicable. My cousin is a noble person, and I really don't dare to act like one. Please move away."

Now Lu Nanchu's face turned pale. She pointed at Meng Wenyao in disbelief and said, "What do you mean, you want to drive me away? Do you know that you are about to marry my brother? How dare you offend me?" I?"

Meng Wenyao sneered: "So what if I offend you?"

"You!" Lu Nanchu was choked up and his face turned red with anger.

"You have no moral character, no talents, and you are just a loser. How can you be worthy of being the lintel of our Marquis Wenyuan family? If it weren't for your mother who died long ago, how would you have the chance to get engaged to my brother?"

A quarrel broke out over a disagreement. In Ninghui Hall, the mother and daughter had a very happy conversation and had already made a decision.

Marquis Wen Yuan said: "It is better for Meng Wenyao to marry as soon as possible so that she can use her dowry. With money, the Queen Mother can change her mind. I will go to coax her and see what she can do when the Su family comes." You can’t ask for more dowry.”

The old lady nodded and said, "I wrote to the Su family a month ago, asking them to come and attend my birthday banquet. It should be here in the next few days, and it's time to talk about the dowry."

The mother and daughter made an agreement and walked together to Meng Wenyao's yard. As soon as they entered the yard, they heard a quarrel inside.

Meng Wenyao felt chilled every time she thought about her mother's early death and the Meng family's cunning operation for dowry.

Just what Lu Nanchu said touched her sore spot. She closed her eyes in pain and said, "If my mother knew that I married your brother, she would be so angry that she would crawl out of the coffin. I just found out today that your Lu family doesn't agree either. Then please ask your cousin to go back and tell your uncle and aunt that this marriage is over."

"Okay, Meng Wenyao, this is what you said, don't cry and beg us when the time comes."

The door was suddenly opened at this time, and the old lady and Madam Wen Yuanhou stood outside the door with solemn expressions.

"Parents make the final decision on marriage matters, you kids can't just talk nonsense."

The old lady scowled and taught both of them a lesson, trying to make the matter a trivial matter and treat it as a child's nonsense.

Meng Wenyao sneered from the bottom of her heart. She was trying to force her to have a soft meal, but he really thought she was as easy to coax as she was in her previous life.

"Grandma said that marriage is important in the name of the parents. My mother died young, and my uncle will be here soon. When the time comes, let my uncle step in and help me cancel the marriage. It just so happens that I don't want to marry into the Lu family. .”

Everyone in the room, except Lu Nanchu, all turned pale. They were all waiting for Meng Wenyao to marry into the Lu family so that they could take advantage of it. How could this marriage break up.

Mrs. Wen Yuanhou reacted first and comforted: "Yao'er, you are one year older than Nan Chu. How can you argue with your sister? She is a child who is not sensible, so you should ignore her."

Lu Nan was angrily about to retaliate, but Mrs. Wen Yuanhou glared back.

The old lady also advised her: "You should take good care of this girl Nan Chu. Yao'er has such a good temper and can be so angry. Let's ignore her. If she dares to talk back next time, grandma will vent her anger for you. "

Still thinking about next time? Meng Wenyao wanted to humiliate this group of people, but seeing Meng Qiu Shuang's anxious look, she suddenly thought that she had another plan, and now was not the time to reveal it.

"Okay then, my cousin kowtows to me to apologize, and let's forget it this time."

"Meng Wenyao, can you bear it when I kowtow?"

Meng Wenyao coldly turned around in the faces of the old lady and Madam Wen Yuanhou, with the momentum that if you don't agree, I will fight to the end.

"Choose one of the two: break off the engagement or kneel down and apologize."

The mother and daughter didn't know what Meng Wenyao was going crazy about recently, and he was becoming more and more unruly. However, the wedding was approaching, and the Su family was coming soon, and a large sum of money was waiting to be settled. They must not offend Meng Wenyao at this moment.

In the end, Madam Wen Yuanhou pressed down Lu Nanchu with her hands and knelt down to apologize. Meng Baiqin and Meng Qiu Shuang were shocked. Lu Nanchu also had to kneel down to apologize one day. Meng Wenyao was so cowardly that she offended Lu Nanchu. In the future, How can I survive after marrying into the Lu family?

Meng Wenyao didn't care what these two-faced people thought. It was better to feel comfortable than anything else.

Knowing his trump card and others' plans, Meng Wenyao lived freely and freely every day after his rebirth.

Except for seducing the emperor, there was no progress.

The emperor came again tonight, still sitting in the same chair as last night, looking at Meng Wenyao with calm eyes.

Meng Wenyao is going to be depressed. What on earth is this person thinking? Why don't you just make it clear and say it directly, I can help you give birth to a child.

Meng Wenyao pretended to sleep on the bed for a while, but finally couldn't help but sit up.

Of course, he was surprised at first, and then asked curiously: "Did the Emperor also come to visit my daughter's body today?"

The emperor nodded but did not speak.

Meng Wenyao cheered herself up. Even if he was an accomplished monk, she would still take him down.

"Your Majesty, I am in good health today. Do you want to try anything else when you come here?"

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the emperor was sitting with his backlight. Meng Wenyao could not see his expression clearly.

All she could see was that the person on the chair was tall and strong, with tight muscles everywhere she had touched.

Meng Wenyao got out of bed, walked step by step to the emperor, knelt down and looked up at the emperor.

His expression was cold and indifferent, his eyebrows were sharp, and he seemed to be able to see through people. The emperor's pressure slowly dissipated under Meng Wenyao's tender gaze.

"Your Majesty, the surface of your body is no longer poisonous. Do you want to try to see if there is any poison inside?"

"How to try?"

Meng Wenyao stood up slowly, sat sideways on the emperor's lap, and climbed onto his shoulders with her hands.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly moved her face closer to the emperor. Their noses touched, and she heard the emperor swallowing saliva again.