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

It would be better to let Meng Wen Yao change her identity as soon as possible. He followed Meng Wen Yao out like a shadow.

Meng Wenyao turned around and asked, "Why are you following me?"

"I'm worried that you'll secretly go see Wu Qinfang. This person is cunning and has no bottom line or principles. I have to be on guard against her."

Meng Wenyao covered her handkerchief and laughed, retorting: "Am I a fool? After what happened in the past few days, can I still be good friends with her?"

"You can't tell, you're so stupid."

As she was talking, Cuizhu came back angrily and came to Meng Wenyao. She said disdainfully, "This Wu Qinfang, I used to think she was noble, but since she entered the Yongping Marquis's mansion, she seems to have changed her skin."

"What did she do again?" Meng Wen Yao asked.

"Nothing, she just said she wanted to see the young lady, saying that she wanted to clear up the misunderstanding between them. Since they are a family from now on, they should be more intimate. If the young lady doesn't see her, she will stand outside the yard and won't leave."

Shi Nanan snorted coldly: "Look, if I don't keep an eye on you, you might go over to meet him out of pity. I tell you, this guy is probably up to something bad. Come on, I'll take you out to play."

It just so happened that the west wing had an independent corner gate facing the outside, so the two of them did not need to report to Earl Yongping and Princess Fanghui and could go out directly.

When they got to the street, they walked around and came to Tianfu Teahouse. As they were thirsty, they walked in.

The storyteller inside was telling the love story of Earl Yongping and Princess Fanghui. When Meng Wenyao heard it, she laughed so hard that she collapsed in Shi Nanan's arms.

She whispered in Shi Nan'an's ear: "Fang Hui has gone from being the original wife to the second wife, how come some people still think their love is praiseworthy?"

Shi Nan'an sneered: "In this whole capital, only the Yongping Marquis's Mansion does not have a concubine. Just for this reason, Fang Hui is enough for storytellers to sing praises."

"It seems so."

The two of them played on the street until very late before returning home. When they arrived at the yard, the whole garden was already lit up, and Cuizhu was standing at the corner gate waiting for them.

The first time she saw Meng Wenyao, she started complaining: "Miss, this Wu Qinfang is really just putting on a show. She actually stood outside our yard for a whole day and just left. She didn't even mind the pain in her legs."

If she is willing to be so patient, then her plan must be very big. Although Meng Wenyao doesn't know what it is, she understands that she just needs to do the opposite of Wu Qinfang's intention.

The more Wu Qinfang wanted to see her, the more she refused to go.

But speaking of leg pain, after running for a whole day, Meng Wen Yao suddenly felt that her legs were almost broken.

"I didn't feel it when I was on the street just now, but when I got home I realized I was so tired that I couldn't even walk."

She said it casually, and Shi Nanan immediately picked her up. Amid the giggles of the maids, the two of them went into the room together.

After putting Meng Wen Yao down, Shi Nan'an immediately asked someone to bring a basin of warm water to help Meng Wen Yao wash her feet.

"Don't move. Soak your feet in warm water. They will feel better."

Although the logic was correct, Meng Wenyao still felt uncomfortable with her feet being held in Shi Nanan's hands.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it out, so she said shyly, "Second brother, you've been tired all day, let's soak our feet together."

These words were just meant to make Shi Nanan let go, but after hearing these words, Shi Nanan clenched his hands even tighter, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and his hands began to move from Meng Wenyao's feet to her trouser legs.

"Second brother, don't!"

"I'll give you a squeeze on your legs."

Shi Nanan said this in a hoarse voice, and slowly moved to the bed, not giving Meng Wenyao any time to feel embarrassed.

"Yao'er, if it hurts, just scream."

Shi Nanan reached out and unbuckled his belt.

Meng Wenyao was completely suppressed by him and could not move. She said shyly and nervously: "No, it will still hurt if I scream, and people will hear and laugh at me."

Smiling softly, Shi Nan'an was afraid that he would hurt Meng Wenyao by being reckless, so he coaxed her, "No one will hear it. Just whisper in my ear and tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop."

I don't know how long it took, I only heard a woman in the inner room crying, "Liar, didn't you say you would stop if it hurt? You lied to me, wuwu!"

"Be good, it won't hurt next time, really..."

There was a violent storm that night, which pounded fiercely on Wu Qinfang's window. She had a premonition that her request to see Meng Wen Yao would not go smoothly. She did not expect it to be so difficult that she could not even enter the courtyard of the west wing.

She tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. Thinking that she would definitely be scolded by Fang Hui and Shen Chengwang when she met them the next day, she was so anxious that she couldn't even lie down.

She simply sat up and listened to the storm outside, thinking that after everyone had breakfast together tomorrow, she would definitely ask Meng Wen Yao to talk to her. She would always find a chance.

She sat and waited until the next day, only to hear someone report: "It rained last night and the roads are slippery. Uncle said that everyone should eat in their rooms."

Wu Qinfang's spirit that she had held on for the whole night was gone, but she refused to give up.

Yesterday, the maid in Meng Wen Yao's yard said that Meng Wen Yao went out to play. It is raining today and the road is so slippery, she can't go out again.

She wanted to go over and continue blocking the way.

In the west wing, it was already bright daylight, but Meng Wen Yao was still in a coma.

Cuizhu heard a maid say that Wu Qinfang was waiting at the gate of the courtyard again. She was so annoyed that she gently knocked on the door of the main room and whispered, "Miss, Wu Qinfang is here again."

Shi Nanan, who was admiring Meng Wenyao's sleeping face, frowned instantly, got off the bed, opened the door, and said with a sullen face: "Didn't you say yesterday that if Wu Qinfang comes, we don't need to report it, just chase her away."

Cuizhu was also annoyed, but she still said dutifully, "Sir, Wu Qinfang is your sister-in-law after all. If she keeps coming here and can't even get in, will the uncle think that you and the young lady are not respectful enough to each other?"

She was a worried maid. Shi Nan'an looked at the raindrops dripping from the eaves and sneered, "Just take good care of your young lady. Who cares what the barons and princesses think?"

"And that Wu Qinfang, she can't even enter Shen Chengwang's room, let alone the west wing. Why would Lord Bo care about this?"

After hearing the instructions, Cuizhu went out holding an umbrella. She walked to the gate of the yard like a gust of wind, asked the maid to open the door, stood under the eaves, and waved to Wu Qinfang who was under a tree not far away.

Wu Qinfang was so angry that she almost fainted. When did a maid not greet her but just waved at her?

She was the second young lady of the Yongping Marquis's Mansion and the legitimate mistress of the mansion. She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, but in order to see Meng Wen Yao, she had to swallow her anger and take a few steps forward.

Maybe it was because she was too angry, or maybe it was because it rained too much, but as soon as she reached the green bamboo, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hey, why did the Second Young Master's Madam fall down? Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help your Second Young Master's Madam go back to her room to change clothes!"