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

In the evening, Meng Wenyao talked about this matter without hesitation.

"The emperor is still in his youth, and now he is trying to help the prince to gain connections, which will divide the court into two branches, which is not conducive to the unity of the court."

Xie Ningxuan laughed and blew out the candles: "Yao'er, unity in the imperial court is not a good thing. I know what I am doing. Just give me a child."

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years later, under Xie Ningxuan's deliberate connivance, gangs abounded in the court.

But it was also Xie Ningxuan's deliberate training. The prince was also able to cope with this kind of power struggle and partisan strife.

One day, Xie Ningxuan and Meng Wenyao stood on the high palace wall, and said with a hint of sadness: "I am already old, and I have been dreaming about my mother, concubine, and father these days. Perhaps the end is approaching and the prince has been able to control the court. I'm just worried about you."

Meng Wenyao, who was only in her thirties, suddenly found that she was going to be a widow. There was some panic in her eyes of disbelief.

"Your Majesty, you look much younger than the average person in their forties. How could it be that your time is approaching? You lied to me, right?"

"Yao'er, don't be afraid. Even if I am gone, the prince can still support you."

Having been together day and night for more than ten years, Meng Wenyao could not imagine what it would be like to have her alone in the harem in the future.

She hurriedly exchanged for the body-building pill, took it out and handed it to Xie Ningxuan.

"what is this?"

"Elixir."

Meng Wenyao did not dare to look into Xie Ningxuan's eyes and said vaguely: "The fox demon left it to me. Try eating it. It can prolong your life."

Xie Ningxuan did not doubt whether the fox demon had bad intentions at all. Out of his trust in Meng Wenyao, he ate it in one bite.

The ailments of aging that he could feel disappeared from his body bit by bit, and within half a year, he felt like he was alive and well again.

In this way, every time he felt weak, Xie Ningxuan asked Meng Wenyao for a body-building pill.

Until he was almost ninety years old, Meng Wenyao counted the rewards of having children and the pills he had given Xie Ningxuan over the years.

She exclaimed: "Oh my god, my whole world has been wasted."

"It's all in vain, Yao'er, I think my end is coming, please give me the elixir quickly." Xie Ningxuan said.

"Your Majesty, there is no elixir. Let's go to hell together."

"Okay, I have already had enough life. Let's go, I will hold you. We will not be separated on the road to hell."

[Ding dong, congratulations to the host for completing another world. 】

Meng Wenyao felt the passage of memories in her mind and said lonely: "It's better not to congratulate you. You don't earn many points in this world. You spend too much."

Who would have thought that by doing a task, I almost spent all my previous points.

"Hurry up and enter the next world. I am very ambitious now."

[Host, please prepare, the plot has been transferred to your brain, and the next world will begin. 】

A steady stream of plots were sent to Meng Wenyao's brain. When Meng Wenyao opened her eyes again, she had already thought of ten thousand strategies.

The hero of the strategy is the eldest son of Uncle Yong Ping. As soon as Meng Wenyao searched the memory of the original owner, a thin figure appeared in front of his eyes. Uncle Yong Ping only had his only son Shen Chengwang, and he was still young and unmarried, so he couldn't be wrong.

It shouldn't be too troublesome to win over such a person who has nothing outstanding except for his family background.

Meng Wenyao stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself carefully. With her long black hair, snow-white skin, and enchanting figure, it shouldn't be a problem to win over a vigorous young man.

Of course, since Shen Chengwang is the hero of the strategy game, he cannot have children and is probably not that vigorous. We still need to find out the specific details.

After walking out of the room, Meng Wenyao took her maid Cuizhu around in the garden and mentioned Uncle Yongping intentionally or unintentionally.

"Cui Zhu, I remember that Uncle Yongping would come to visit my father every Chinese New Year, but why does our family seem to have no contact with Uncle Yongping's family?"

Cuizhu's father was an official who followed Meng Shilang. She thought for a moment and helped Meng Wenyao clear up her doubts: "I heard from my father that Uncle Yongping and the master were from the same hometown. They went to Beijing to take the imperial examination together and they developed some friendship. Later, Uncle Yongping went to the frontier and married King Kang's daughter as his wife. The status gap between the master and Uncle Yongping was too great, and the two gradually lost contact. "

"Now! The master is already the minister, and the gap between him and Uncle Yongping is not that small. It's just that we don't have a mistress in our house, and Mrs. Yongping is the princess. How could she condescend to deal with the lady, so every year It's just the master and Uncle Yongping who get together, and we don't have any contact with each other in the inner house. "

Since the two families are not considered to have a personal relationship, they can only find solutions from other aspects.

There are many gatherings for nobles in the capital to play polo, appreciate flowers and recite poems. As long as you attend regularly, you don't have to worry about not meeting Shen Chengwang.

As long as he seizes the opportunity, he will definitely be able to charm Shen Chengwang. Coupled with the personal relationship between Meng Shilang and Yong Pingbo, getting married should not be a big problem.

It's just that in the original owner's memory, there seems to be no rumors about Shen Chengwang's death. I wonder if it hasn't spread yet, so I'd better find an opportunity to find out.

"Cui Zhu, hitch a carriage. Let's go to the teahouse and buy some water chestnut cakes for father."

"Miss, you are filial. I will be very happy when I come back from the office."

After saying that, Cuizhu Deng Deng ran to ask the driver to harness the horse. He didn't want to run into someone after just two steps.

"Master Shi, I didn't see clearly, please forgive me."

Meng Wenyao turned around and saw a tall body walking slowly from the moon cave door. His steps were long and steady, and Cuizhu was so frightened that he backed away.

He raised his eyes and looked at Meng Wenyao. His eyes were frozen for a moment, and then he moved away without leaving a trace. He said to Cuizhu in a cold voice: "You are running so fast, where are you going?"

"Go back to Mr. Shi, I like horseshoe cakes the most. I will go out with you in the carriage to help me buy..."

The more Cuizhu spoke, the softer her voice became. She knew that this was a really bad excuse for going out.

Sure enough, the man chuckled: "Why bother my sister to go out to buy a pastry? I'll ask my servant to go out and buy it."

He raised his eyes and looked at Meng Wenyao again, with a little smile in his eyes: "Our eldest lady likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, right? I'll have someone buy it back too."

Seeing that he was about to go to the hot tub when he went out, Meng Wenyao pursed her lips and stamped her feet and said angrily: "Second brother!! You clearly knew that I wanted to go out, but you still said that deliberately and stopped me from going out, just to make me angry, right?"

"How can I be angry with you? My sister doesn't like sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Brother Wei really wants to help her buy cakes."

Mr. Shi said this again and again, putting his fist to his lips to hide his smile.

Meng Wenyao saw it clearly. She walked up to Mr. Shi in a few steps and said coquettishly: "You haven't been back for many years. How do you know that my taste has not changed? You didn't even ask, so you just said that I still like sweet-scented osmanthus cake." , it can be seen that it was said casually, and the original intention was to prevent me from going out. "