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

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Qianmo had never seen Chen Yanqing so emotional. Even a little bit of his usual gentleness disappeared.

He was a little scared and asked Aunt Zhuang nervously, "Aunt, what happened to father?"

Madam Zhuang looked up at Chen Yanqing in horror, tears streaming down her face as she said, "Lord, my brother knows nothing. Don't blame him."

"He knows nothing?"

"But he does miss his mother all the time. Madam Zhuang, it's hard for you to take the trouble to educate Zhuang Lanhe for so many years and raise a good son."

Although Chen Qianmo didn't know what happened, he clearly felt that Chen Yanqing didn't like Zhuang Lanhe anymore. He said angrily, "Father, you married a new person, so you have to kill the old one? What did my mother do wrong? She gave up her life to give birth to a child, and you still insult her like this."

With a "bang", Chen Yanqing used all his strength to knock one of Chen Qianmo's front teeth out.

Madam Zhuang rushed over, feeling extremely distressed: "Brother, please stop talking. Please stop talking."

No matter how dumb the stunned Chen Qianmo was, he knew that there must be something he didn't know, which made Chen Yanqing not even want to care about the father-son relationship.

Obviously, Madam Zhuang knew about it. He covered his face and didn't have time to cry out in pain. He looked at Madam Zhuang deeply: "Madam, at this point, why don't you tell me?"

Nanny Zhuang was in tears. If she told Chen Qianmo, what would he think? Would he cut off all ties with Zhuang Lanhe from then on?

That would be the end of her young lady's life.

If Chen Qianmo knew that Zhuang Lanhe was not dead and was as close to her as mother and son, Chen Yanqing might have kicked Chen Qianmo out of the house.

One of her son and her daughter will get hurt.

"Why, Madam Zhuang can't tell me?" Chen Yanqing sneered.

He looked down at Chen Qianmo and said sarcastically, "Your good mother did not die giving birth to you, but eloped with her lover. Oh, you have seen Xu Shifu and his wife."

Chen Yanqing half-knelt in front of Chen Qianmo and whispered, "The aunt you keep talking about is actually your biological mother. Go, go find her. Don't you miss her?"

"No, no, it's impossible. My mother died a long time ago. Father, you misunderstood, didn't you? He just looks like my mother, right?"

The only answer he got was Chen Yanqing's departing back. He tried hard to hold Chen Yanqing's feet, but was kicked away without hesitation by Chen Yanqing.

He turned around, trying to find comfort from Madam Zhuang: "Madam, did father misunderstand?"

"Speak, speak quickly, my mother died a long time ago, how could he be alive and not want me, speak up!"

"Brother, brother!"

Nanny Zhuang was almost vomiting because of Chen Qianmo's shaking. She tried her best to comfort Chen Qianmo: "Brother, it's not that the young lady doesn't want you. Back then, the young lady and Lord Xu were in love. It was your father and the young lady who slept together after drinking. After the young lady gave birth to you, she couldn't forget Lord Xu, so, so..."

"But Miss doesn't abandon you. Over the years, we have been writing to Miss to tell her about you. Many of the things you had when you were a child were made by Miss herself. The jade pendant you carry with you now was obtained by Miss when she went to the temple with all her heart. Miss loves you, but..."

"Brother, brother?"

Seeing Chen Qianmo's half-hearted look, Madam Zhuang was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

"Brother, don't scare me, brother!"

The bursts of wailing in the study were carried to Meng Wen Yao's ears by the little maid. Yes, she did not sleep all night and was excitedly asking what had happened at home.

"Everyone in the Zhuang Mansion will be sold out, even Madam Zhuang is not spared. Did the Xu family move into the Zhuang Mansion and do something to offend the Lord? This pissed the Lord off and he doesn't plan to keep anyone in the Zhuang Mansion."

Xiao Ju yawned and said, "Miss, this is all I have heard. Anyway, the servants from the Zhuang Mansion were all detained together. There were ghosts crying and wolves howling over there. And I don't know what Mr. Xu said to the old man. Anyway, he didn't look very good when he left. Later, it was Madam Zhuang who followed the young master to the old man's study crying."

"It's already late at night, who knows what he's talking about? He hasn't come back yet."

Meng Wenyao was full of energy and directed Xiaoju, "Investigate again, there must be a big problem here."

Before Xiaoju could take a step, a little maid came running over.

"Come back, come back."

"What's back?" Xiaoju asked.

"The elder is coming out of the study and heading to the main room. Miss, hurry up and pretend to sleep."

As Meng Wenyao climbed onto the bed, she asked, "Has Madam Zhuang been sold?"

"I don't know. When the elder came out, the young master and Madam Zhuang were still crying in the study."

It seemed there was no room for maneuver, so Meng Wen Yao quickly lay down. Xiao Ju took the maid, blew out the lights, and walked out quietly.

After a while, Meng Wen Yao saw the lights in the yard gradually light up, it should be Chen Yanqing coming back.

She was now nervous and excited, and felt that she would not be able to pretend to be asleep, so she simply sat up and waited for Chen Yanqing to come back.

Soon, Chen Yanqing walked to the door of the room, waved away the servants, and came in alone holding a lamp. He thought Meng Wen Yao had already fallen asleep and did not want to disturb her, so he sat alone on the armchair, staring at the bed curtain in a daze.

Zhuang Lanhe was obsessed with Xu Tongfu, and by some strange coincidence she married him and then eloped with him.

What about Meng Wenyao? She was Chen Qianmo’s fiancée before. Was she also thinking about Chen Qianmo in her heart and married him just to swear?

He laughed at himself, feeling that he was afraid of everything and that it was fate that played tricks on him to such an extent.

Meng Wen Yao on the bed had been waiting for Chen Yanqing, but found that there was no movement in the room. She reached out and pulled open the bed curtain, and saw Chen Yanqing staring at her in an obscure way.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Meng Wen Yao got out of bed quietly, walked to Chen Yanqing, and pressed his temples naturally with her hands.

"I've been waiting for you to come back. I didn't dare to sleep alone. Why did you come back just now?"

The grievance in these words was beyond words. Chen Yanqing looked up and saw Meng Wenyao looking at her with a reproachful look. She pouted and said, "Did you sleep well in the study room alone? When it was almost dawn, you remembered to come back to the room to see me and take your court dress to the court."

"If that's the case, you should sleep alone in the study from now on."

"Humph!"

She pretended to be angry, and walked towards the bed with her hands swung. Chen Yanqing grabbed her from behind and held her in his arms.

"Yao'er, do you really have me in your heart?"

Meng Wenyao was startled. What happened? Why did Chen Yanqing ask this? She thought she and Chen Qianmo were very careful to keep their distance, so there shouldn't be anything that he could misunderstand.