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

As if being infected by the abbot, everyone looked at Ming Meng Wenyao with eyes full of Chicheng. Even Meng Baiqin and Lu Nanchu's expressions became humble, as if she was no longer the idiot Meng Wenyao.

Only then did Meng Wenyao understand the emperor's plan. He asked her to be blessed with Buddha's light, to clear her background in front of everyone and change the world's attitude towards her.

The emperor not only wanted her to enter the palace, but also wanted her to live a respected life and stand beside the emperor in admiration.

Meng Wenyao's eyes were slightly hot, and her heart was surging. She hadn't given birth to a child for him yet, but he treated her so sincerely, how could she not be moved.

"Your Majesty." The abbot turned to the hall and shouted.

"This girl has profound blessings and is blessed by the Buddha. If she can always be by the king's side, she will be able to protect the emperor's health, bless all the people in the world, and assist the emperor to achieve great achievements throughout the ages."

The presiding abbot looked excited, and Meng Wenyao felt a little red when she heard that the old monk lied so realistically.

Secretly looking at the crowd below, everyone looked solemn and believed it was true. Even the Queen Mother did not have any doubts.

The emperor slowly walked out of the hall. Many women in the crowd were swaying, and some were shaking uncontrollably. They did not even dare to raise their eyes to look at the emperor.

Unexpectedly, everyone was afraid of the emperor, but fortunately, they would die only if they encountered the emperor. They were just watching from a distance, so their lives were not in danger. After a brief panic, the crowd quickly calmed down.

The emperor walked up to Meng Wenyao and asked, "Are you willing to enter the palace with me?"

Meng Wenyao was stunned for a moment, is it so direct? Don't you say a few words?

He stood up and bowed down and said, "My daughter is willing."

Before he bowed down, he was dragged by the emperor's big palm, and took advantage of the opportunity to hold Meng Wenyao's hand.

There were screams one after another in the crowd, and everyone looked at the hands held by the two people in horror. This was about to become the scene of an incident.

They waited quietly for Meng Wenyao's death, but Meng Wenyao just lowered his eyes shyly, without any change in his body.

The abbot said loudly: "This lady is indeed blessed with profound blessings and is not afraid of evil spirits and ghosts."

Only then did everyone really believe what the abbot said. Meng Wenyao was indeed a person blessed by the Buddha and could survive the emperor's touch without any harm.

"Your Majesty, you must not do this!" The Queen stood up suddenly, ignoring the Queen Mother's obstruction, and shouted to stop her.

"What? The queen doesn't want someone to accompany me?"

How could the queen admit it? That didn't mean she was jealous. She stopped her too quickly without thinking of a reason to stop him.

"I have made up my mind. If the queen is worried, she can stay in the temple for a longer time and pray for me."

When the queen heard this, she sat down unsteadily, her face gloomy.

An ordinary prayer meeting brewed a great storm that swept through the entire dynasty. Everyone was saying that Miss Meng was blessed by the gods and Buddhas. If the emperor had Miss Meng by his side in the future, the dynasty would surely be prosperous.

The queen gritted her teeth in anger. She was the only person in the world who knew that the emperor was fine and could touch him at will.

However, she was afraid that the Zhang family would not be able to gain a foothold in the harem if the emperor accepted many concubines, so the Queen Mother spread this rumor.

Originally, it was okay for her to remain a widow for the rest of her life. After all, she had the dignity of a queen. What was going on now?

She would remain a widow, and Meng Wenyao would not only be able to enjoy the emperor's favor, but also gain praise from the world.

Seeing the queen's face, the queen mother knew what her niece was thinking, and comforted her: "You are the queen, and no one can get past you. On this point, you have to keep your composure."

"But will my niece have to be a widow for the rest of her life? Or we could find an excuse and say that the emperor is fine and can favor anyone he wants."

The queen was extremely sad. She was the first wife of the Ming matchmaker, but she could not stay together as husband and wife. She did it for the sake of the Zhang family and for the queen mother's grandson to ascend the throne.

"Confused, once everyone knows that the emperor is well, the courtiers will definitely advise the emperor to recruit more people into the harem. When the time comes, who can you fight against in the three palaces and six courtyards? Can you still hold your position as queen?"

The queen burst into tears. It was nice to say that she was a queen. All these years in the palace were just like being in jail, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name with the queen mother.

Seeing that the Queen was agitated, the Queen Mother lowered her tone and consoled her: "Your Majesty has been given the infernal medicine. Even if the Meng family daughter is favored, she will not be able to give birth to a child. A hundred years from now, when Prince Anping ascends the throne, you will be the Queen Mother. When that time comes, you will be the Queen Mother." No matter what you want, as long as you can endure it for a while now, you can do whatever you want in the future."

The queen raised her head and broke down and said: "My niece has endured it for almost ten years. The emperor is still young, and my niece doesn't know how long she can endure it..."

Even if the queen cried to death, the queen mother would not let go. She could not tell the outside world that the emperor was well, otherwise the daughters of the courtiers would be sent to the harem one by one. With the queen's brains, the Zhang family might not have any bones left.

"Mother, why don't we kill the Meng family daughter after a while? Since the emperor is poisonous, no one will suspect it and think he killed her."

The queen thought that if she could not get his husband, no one else could have it.

The Queen Mother firmly grabbed the Queen's hand and said seriously: "Don't take action. Since the Emperor took over the power ten years ago, the Emperor's power is everywhere in the former harem. Once we take action, the Emperor will definitely find out. When the time comes, he will find out." If we forget what happened in the past, we are all finished."

"No matter how favored Miss Meng is in the future, she is just a concubine. You are the queen. Don't mess up your position. When the late emperor was here, the imperial concubine was rampant. Even the sons of the Ai family died in the hands of the imperial concubine. Look at the Ai family now. She is the Queen Mother, and the grandson of the Ai family will be the Emperor in the future, and the noble concubine from back then is still lying in a mass grave."

The Queen Mother has lived in the palace for a long time and is well versed in fighting for favor and power. The Queen still trusts what she says.

Moreover, the Queen Mother was able to quickly support another prince after the death of her son. This kind of handling of the crisis made the Queen instinctively surrender.

Under the persuasion of the Queen Mother, the Queen slowly accepted the reality.

In the future, with the help of the Queen Mother, she will definitely become the final winner. For now, she is just enduring the unhappiness for a while.

In Meng Mansion, Meng Baiqin could not accept this reality no matter what.

"Mother, if Meng Wenyao doesn't become a concubine to the Prince of Anping County, the Queen Mother won't be able to get Meng Wenyao's dowry. What will happen if I marry her in the future?"

Meng Baiqin asked Mrs. Meng in a panic, and Mrs. Meng's head was buzzing all the time.

"My son, please be quiet for a moment. Even if we don't have her dowry, you are from a good family and have a good reputation. It is enough for you to marry the Prince of Anping. The Queen Mother may not be happy for a while, but she will gradually accept you." Yes, besides, the Queen Mother is old and won’t live for a few more years. As long as you can endure it for a while, you will still be the Queen when Prince Anping ascends the throne."

Mrs. Meng comforted her daughter for a few words. When she heard that Mrs. Wen Yuanhou was coming, she hurriedly went to Ninghui Hall to entertain her.

Meng Baiqin intuitively felt that things were not that simple, but she really couldn't figure out what to do in the future. She trembled for a long time without uttering a word.

Perhaps as her mother said, the Queen Mother was magnanimous and didn't care whether she had Meng Wenyao's dowry or not. She sincerely liked her as her granddaughter-in-law.

It's not that she didn't contribute. She had already tricked Meng Wenyao into the wing today. It was just a coincidence that it didn't work out.

Moreover, when Meng Wenyao entered the palace as a concubine, she also made a living under the Queen Mother and the Queen. Maybe the Queen Mother could still handle the dowry in Meng Wenyao's hands.

Thinking of this, Meng Baiqin felt relieved. As long as she entered the palace and gave birth to Prince Anping's son, she would have someone to rely on and her status would be stable.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she comforted herself, a little girl ran over and said with a smile, "Mrs. Marquis Wen Yuan is here to announce the good news."

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