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

If General Meng suddenly lifted the tabletop, he would definitely see Meng Wenyao's feet, sliding all the way down, almost reaching his...there...

"What's wrong? Is it hot? Why is Mr. Chen sweating all the time?"

After General Meng said this, Chen Yanqing became even more nervous. He had never been so nervous in his life. Even when he took the imperial examination and his knowledge was personally examined by the emperor, he had never been so nervous.

He murmured, "The air is a bit stuffy, let's go outside and talk."

He was about to stand up, and Meng Wen Yao reached out and wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief.

"It's a rare occasion for you to visit our home. I'm sorry for not hosting you well. How about asking Xiaoju to bring another bowl of herbal tea?"

After wiping the sweat off her face, Meng Wen Yao's hand naturally slid down and inadvertently placed on Chen Yanqing's thigh.

Chen Yanqing no longer had the strength to stand up. His expression was frozen and his speech was incoherent.

"Maybe I was wearing too much when I came out, so I was sweating a little."

General Meng didn't care about these. He had just returned from Chen's house to the White Horse Temple. Before he had a break, he heard Chen Yanqing coming to the door. He instinctively thought that it was Chen Yanqing who came to deliver the engagement letter.

"Lord, why did you come here in person to deliver the engagement letter? It would be the same if I came to pick it up. You are so busy..."

Chen Yanqing immediately interrupted General Meng, saying that it was still uncertain whether the marriage would be successful, so how could they exchange engagement letters?

"No, I am..."

Just as he was speaking, Meng Wen Yao's hand caressed him gently, and Chen Yanqing suddenly felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. A bulge slowly formed on his outer robe at the root of his thigh. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

He didn't dare to look at Meng Wen Yao, nor did he dare to stare at his own body. He just stared at General Meng blankly, with his mouth open and no words coming out for a long time.

"Then what are you doing here today?" General Meng asked curiously.

Without getting an answer from Chen Yanqing, General Meng continued, "I know this marriage is a bit absurd, and I'm also worried about affecting the reputation of our two families. When I went to the White Horse Temple today, I specifically said that Qianmo had a high fever in the middle of the night after he broke off the engagement yesterday, and I gave the master of the White Horse Temple 1,000 taels. He said in front of everyone that Yao'er is the lucky star of your family. Only if Yao'er enters your home, Qianmo can live a healthy life to be a hundred years old."

"So, you, Lord Chen, married Yao'er not because you are a playboy or a womanizer, but for the sake of your legitimate son's name. On my way back, I even went to a few teahouses and gave a lot of red envelopes to the storytellers. Now everyone in the capital knows that you, Lord Chen, had to marry Yao'er for this only child, risking your reputation."

"Don't worry, I'll guide the public opinion when it gets heated, and I'll definitely not damage your reputation."

Hearing that General Meng had caused an uproar in the city and feeling the strange changes in his body, what else could Chen Yanqing do?

He seemed to be helpless and happy and said: "Thank you, General Meng. I will write you a letter of engagement right away."

"Okay, hurry up, Yaoer, prepare the pen and ink."

General Meng rubbed his hands happily, muttering, "I am so exhausted today, it really wasn't all in vain. I will take advantage of the good weather to go to the White Horse Temple and ask the master to read your fortune."

After General Meng got Chen Yanqing's birth date and horoscope, he rushed out of the room like the wind.

Chen Yanqing, who was still in a wandering state, dared to look at Meng Wen Yao. He saw that Meng Wen Yao's eyes were as bright as stars and her little mouth was pouted as if she was a little dissatisfied.

"Why did you lie to me?"

Chen Yanqing followed Meng Wenyao's gaze and saw the hill that had disappeared. He said awkwardly, "I'm not lying to you. I was really not in good health before."

"You're lying. Where did Chen Qianmo come from?" Meng Wen Yao pursued relentlessly.

Looking at Meng Wen Yao's aggressive attitude, Chen Yanqing sighed. Since he had already decided to marry Meng Wen Yao, it would be better to clarify some misunderstandings as soon as possible.

He sat down and slowly told Meng Wen Yao about what had happened.

He had a reputation as a child prodigy when he was young. Later, he became a disciple of Master Zhuang. At that time, he was just over ten years old, while his fellow senior brothers were all around twenty years old. Master Zhuang's daughter also dressed up as a man and studied with everyone.

After studying for several years, none of his fellow students passed the imperial examination, so Tutor Zhuang asked him to take the exam when he was only fifteen years old.

Half a month before the imperial examination, he celebrated his birthday. His fellow students specially set up a table for him to celebrate with him. It was the first time he drank alcohol in his life.

He fell drunk without any preparation. When he woke up, his senior sister, who was three years older than him, was lying next to him.

Before he knew what was going on, his master arranged for him to be engaged to his senior sister.

After getting engaged, he was busy with the imperial examination. After it was over, he heard that his senior sister was pregnant. Then he got married and prepared for the palace examination. When everything was done, his senior sister's belly was already very big.

He was young at that time and didn't understand much. He and his senior sister had always slept in separate rooms. It was not until the child was born and his senior sister died of childbirth that he realized it was all a dream.

He was only fifteen or sixteen at the time, and was naturally immersed in sorrow. He took care of his children while working as an official in the court.

After three years, when Master Zhuang asked him to remarry, he found that his health was not good. He always thought it was due to sadness, so he had no plans to remarry over the years.

"Now you know everything. I didn't lie to you."

Meng Wen Yao nodded. It turned out that Chen Yanqing was confused when he made Miss Zhuang pregnant. Could it be that he will never be able to do it?

No, otherwise how could Miss Zhuang get pregnant?

"So you didn't take medicine anymore, or try to find a concubine?"

Chen Yanqing instinctively wanted to shake his head, but scenes from the past came to his mind. After Master Zhuang passed away, all the people in the Zhuang family were left to him. The servants served him very attentively and indeed sent him a concubine every few years. Unfortunately, his body was useless and there was no response. In the past few years, he had completely given up.

"I tried, but it didn't work."

"That shows that I am your destined one. It will be great as soon as you meet me." Meng Wen Yao said with a smile.

Chen Yanqing looked at Meng Wen Yao's beautiful smile and reached out to touch her hair, but was afraid of being rude to her. At this moment, it was really difficult for him to regard Meng Wen Yao as his fiancée.

"Since the marriage has been decided, I will go back home to make arrangements so that I can marry you as soon as possible."

"Thank you, young man."

Meng Wen Yao kissed Chen Yanqing so hard that he swayed as he tried to stand up. His face turned red instantly, even his ears turned red. Amid Meng Wen Yao's laughter, he fled from the Meng Mansion.

At this time, Chen Qianmo, who was in Liu Mansion, discussing with the Liu family how to persuade Chen Yanqing to give Liu Ruyan the title of legal wife, suddenly heard that Chen Yanqing and Meng Wenyao were engaged, and he was struck by lightning.

"Impossible, how is this possible!"