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

"Don't you think my sister likes sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Mr. Shi asked seriously.

"No, I also like horseshoe cake." Meng Wenyao said without changing her expression.

Mr. Shi stared at Meng Wenyao for a while, then turned to Cuizhu and asked Cuizhu: "I just bought osmanthus cake for my sister the day before yesterday. She was obviously very happy to eat it. When did it become delicious?"

Cuizhu burst out laughing, and Meng Wenyao was exposed, her face turned red with embarrassment: "It's better to change your taste now, can't you?"

This messy look was just like before. Mr. Shi said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll ask someone to buy two portions of water chestnut cakes. How about that?"

"You!" Meng Wenyao glared angrily at the person in front of her.

The two men's eyes intertwined, fire flew everywhere, and the man was finally defeated.

"Sister, you are not young anymore. We are going to get married in the next two years. Your aunt died young. Since you lost your mother and the eldest daughter, it is easy for people to say that you have bad rules. You are always thinking about running away every day. , What kind of good family can I marry in the future?”

Listening to these old master-like remarks, Meng Wenyao drooped his head and said depressedly: "Shi Nan'an, you are three years older than me, and you are not thirty years old. Why do you speak like an old master? Besides, my father and My eldest brother has read poetry and books, but he has never said that I have no rules. How come you, a military commander who has been on the battlefield, teach me the rules of never leaving the door and never stepping back. "

Shi Nanan looked at the angry Meng Wenyao, and his tone became gentle: "My father is busy with official duties, and my eldest brother is studying in the academy. If I don't care about you, who can look at you all day long. Yaomei, you are so good-looking, and I have a simple mind and I don’t know what the men outside are thinking. What if you get hit when you go out?”

It turned out that she was worried that Meng Wenyao would be teased. Meng Wenyao tilted her head and raised her eyebrows at Shi Nanan, and said unconvinced: "You have only come back from the battlefield a few days ago, how do you know that all the men outside have hidden agendas?"

"Besides, aren't you worried that I won't be able to get married? If I happen to be seen by someone when I go out, what if someone falls in love with me at first sight and falls in love with me again?"

As soon as Meng Wenyao finished speaking, Shi Nanan's face turned ugly. His tone was stern and slightly angry: "Yao'er! Stop talking nonsense!!"

It was really tasteless and couldn't even be a joke. Meng Wenyao rolled her eyes and said to Cuizhu, "Let's go back to the room."

Just two steps away, a flattering voice came from behind: "Yao'er."

Meng Wenyao ignored her and continued walking forward. After only three or two steps, the person behind her instantly moved in front of her, blocking the way.

Shi Nanan's eyes were sincere, sincere and somewhat flattering: "Yao'er, you know I'm just worried about you meeting bad people when you go out. I'm not stopping you from going out."

"But now, I can't go out just because of your obstruction!"

Meng Wenyao raised her head and looked at Shi Nanan expressionlessly, without giving in at all.

"Okay, I will take you out today, and you must accompany me when you go out in the future."

"Humph!"

Meng Wenyao raised her head and turned around, walking proudly towards the moon cave door.

Shi Nanan followed helplessly from behind, with a doting smile on his lips.

Half an hour later, Meng Wenyao and Shi Nanan were sitting in the Tianfu Teahouse. In this teahouse, there was a storyteller who liked to tell the love story of Uncle Yongping and Princess Fanghui.

Meng Wen needed to capture Shen Chengwang, the only son of Uncle Yongping and Princess Fanghui, but there was no other way to learn about their inner affairs, so he could only come to the teahouse to listen to some gossip and listen to anyone who had some inside information.

As soon as they finished, the storyteller started. As soon as the jingmu sounded, Meng Wenyao immediately listened attentively.

"Twenty years ago, there was a martial arts master from Anzhou who came to Beijing to take the exam. His name was Shen Xiongming. He was eight feet tall and handsome. He also had excellent martial arts skills. After coming to the capital, he won the first prize and became the number one scholar in martial arts."

"One day, when Shen Xiongming, the champion of martial arts, was waiting for his appointment in the capital, he went to Xiaoyan Mountain to play. He happened to meet Princess Fanghui, the daughter of Prince Kang, who was kidnapped by bandits. Shen Xiongming took the lead and fought against the bandits, rescuing Fanghui. Princess Hui, the two heroes saved the beauty and fell in love at first sight. "

"Later, Shen Xiongming led five thousand Shenwu troops, starting from Xiaoyan Mountain and heading north, annihilating all the bandits along the way and becoming famous."

"When I return to Beijing, the emperor will personally grant me the marriage..."

The storyteller in front was still performing to his heart's content. Meng Wenyao saw that Shi Nanan was in a trance and lowered her head to whisper to him.

"Second brother, let me tell you, these boudoir ladies like heroes to save beauties the most. If you have nothing to do, you can ride a horse and run around the capital. You might be able to save a rich lady, and your marriage will come."

Shi Nan'an was bored and stuffed a handful of peeled melon seeds into Meng Wenyao's mouth.

"You are so stupid by listening to books, you think there are rich ladies everywhere!"

Meng Wenyao quickly ate the crispy melon seeds, and then gossiped in a low voice: "If we can't meet by chance, then go find out which lady is going to offer incense, and wait on the road in advance, just in case you meet the lady and startle your horse or something, no Is there any chance you can lend a helping hand?"

When Shi Nanan heard Meng Wenyao's unreliable remarks, he said helplessly: "If you listen carefully, go home. It's noisy here, what's the fun?"

After finally getting out, how could Meng Wenyao go home so quickly? She ignored Shi Nanan's rejection and kept him gossiping.

"Think about it, this Prince Kang's daughter must have never left the front door. How come she was in danger just when she left the house, and was met by Shen Xiongming? I guess, either Uncle Yong Ping stepped in in advance, waiting for something to happen. When Princess Hui goes out, these two people may have known each other when Shen Xiongming was the number one scholar in the martial arts. This is a deliberate act of hero saving beauty in order to get King Kang to agree. "

Shi Nanan became more and more annoyed as he listened. He drank all the tea in his hand and stood up to leave.

Meng Wenyao hurriedly pulled his sleeve and said, "Second brother, listen to me. I really didn't just make blind guesses after reading too many books."

"Look, Shen Xiongming and a group of martial arts candidates are waiting to be conferred. They all have no official positions. Why did he immediately lead troops to suppress the bandits after saving Princess Fanghui? It must be King Kang I am satisfied with this son-in-law and will pave the way for him in the court."

"So, second brother, my father and eldest brother are both literati. They can't help you. You are the only one who has joined the army. If you want to be promoted step by step in the future, second sister-in-law, you must choose someone whose family is in the army. In the future, you can be like Like Shen Xiongming, he got the help of his wife and finally became a prince by virtue of his military service. "

"You are no longer young..."

"Second brother, where are you going?"

Meng Wenyao was talking energetically when she saw Shi Nanan stood up and left. She quickly stopped talking and asked anxiously.

When Shi Nanan heard the shouting, he sighed and stopped. He turned back depressedly and said, "I'll buy you some sweet-scented osmanthus cake. You can listen here and don't run around."