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

How could the princess not understand? She knew that she had been fighting with Bao for many years, and the prince had always listened to and believed Bao. If Meng Wenyao, Bao's own daughter-in-law, ended up like this, Bao might be caught off guard.

She probed, "Although the second son is my legitimate son, the prince dotes on Mrs. Bao too much and often has the idea of ​​abolishing the legitimate son and enthroning the eldest son. Originally, our second son had a chance to become the crown prince because the eldest son was paralyzed. Unfortunately, the eldest son committed suicide now. Mr. Bao will definitely blame me for this. The second son may not be able to get the prince to make him the crown prince when he returns this time."

"The Second Young Master is coming back from the border?" Meng Wen Yao asked.

Judging from the timeline of the original plot, it seems that the second son came back once after the death of the eldest son, and then quickly returned to the border. Unfortunately, he caught a cold on the way and died before reaching the border.

It stands to reason that a person who has lived in the frontier for many years and is still young would not die of illness so easily. Now that I think about it, it is not necessarily that Mrs. Bao saw that her son was dead, and took the opportunity of the second young master's return to give him some medicine.

The princess smiled slightly as she talked about the second son, Xie Chenyi: "It was when the eldest son fell off his horse that the prince felt bad. He suddenly remembered that the eldest son had been to the border for several years and he didn't know if he was injured, so he wrote a letter. Calculating the time, Yi'er should be here soon."

Seeing the princess' eyes full of joy, Meng Wen Yao couldn't help but suspect that since the eldest son was injured, the prince asked the second son to come back. It was possible that Bao wanted revenge, so she instigated the prince to call back the legitimate son.

After all, at the border, the Bao family is helpless. If the second son Xie Chenyi is in the palace, it is impossible for something unexpected to happen.

If she could think of these things, the princess might not have thought of them either. Perhaps it was because the mother and son had not seen each other for many years, and the princess missed him too much and ignored this hidden danger.

Meng Wenyao reminded her, "The second son is the legitimate son. Even if the prince favors Madam Bao, he will not do such a thing as abolishing the legitimate son and enthroning a concubine. Mother, don't worry."

"Ah!" The princess suddenly sighed heavily and said slowly, "Your Meng family has a good family tradition. You don't know the insidious things happening in this deep mansion. My Yi'er has grown up so big. If I hadn't watched him carefully, I don't know how many times he would have died in this mansion."

"Although he is the legitimate son, if anything unexpected happens to him, the prince will use this as an excuse to replace him with the illegitimate son born to Mrs. Bao."

"I knew Yi'er would be in danger when he came back this time, but I really missed him, so I just went to see him. After seeing him once, I told him to go back to the Northern Frontier. He's far away, and no one can hurt my son."

Just as Meng Wenyao thought, the princess knew everything and there was nothing for her to remind her.

"The Second Young Master has been guarding the border for the country for many years. Just like mother said, he is a man of outstanding character. Those villains are still alive and well. He will definitely get what he wants."

The princess looked at Meng Wenyao deeply, and suddenly held Meng Wenyao's hand, saying seriously: "Yes, those villains can no longer live so well. As for Yier, I will borrow your good words. If he becomes the prince, I will definitely treat you as my own daughter-in-law."

This is a promise of alliance. With the princess' words, Meng Wen Yao almost laughed out loud in the mourning hall.

She had no one to rely on in this palace, so she was able to win over the princess. Even if she didn't help, she could always give her some pointers. Meng Wen Yao would also be able to deal with the Bao family easily.

After a night, the red silk and big red wedding characters in Fenyang Palace were removed one after another. Everyone was surprised that the wedding had just ended last night and the funeral was held today.

The first to come to pay their respects were Meng Wenyao's family, and her mother hugged her and cried.

"My son, why are you so miserable? Your husband committed suicide on your wedding night. Why did he do that?"

When Mrs. Meng was tired of crying, Meng Wen Yao whispered to her mother.

"Mom, our family was deceived by them. Their eldest son fell off his horse and became paralyzed, so they hurriedly found someone to marry. They heard that our family was well-known and would not cancel the engagement no matter what happened. That's why they blatantly bullied us. Now that I'm married, for the sake of my family's reputation, I will never go back to my mother's house. I will not embarrass my father and mother."

"Is this really true?" Mrs. Meng was both angry and annoyed.

"The palace is too much of a bully. They knew their son was half-dead, but they still used sweet words to trick our family into marrying him. They are truly cruel and ruthless."

Mrs. Meng cursed for a long time, but could only accept her fate helplessly. At this critical juncture, if she proposed to divorce and return home, others who did not know the truth of the matter would only think that the Meng family did not observe etiquette, and Meng Wenyao was unwilling to even observe mourning for her husband.

She sighed and cried again, "My daughter, this will make you suffer. What will you do for the rest of your life?"

Meng Wen Yao didn't have time to complain about the unfairness of fate. She had to hurry up and find something to hold against Xie Jinbao.

"Mother, don't cry yet. We can talk about it later. The most important thing now is that I think there are many plots in this palace. I need to be prepared."

"The eldest master has a personal servant named Ma Yang. Go back and find someone to keep a close eye on him. Whenever he leaves the house, keep a close eye on everything he does outside. I will keep him for future use."

Mrs. Meng didn’t know what Meng Wen Yao went through that night, she only knew that her daughter’s needs came first.

She nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, I will have someone keep an eye on him. I will find out whatever you want to know and will not let you stay in the dark in this mansion."

With people from the Meng family watching outside and the princess helping in the mansion, Meng Wen Yao gained more confidence in finding something to hold against Xie Jinbao.

In the next few days, she played the role of a widow who had lost her husband, and gained the favor of many people who came to pay their respects. They all sighed: "The Meng family is indeed upright. The husband died suddenly on the wedding night, and the bride stayed here to mourn. Their eldest son is so lucky. In the future, there will be someone to bury him together with him a hundred years later. It's really rare."

"That's right. Our youngest son is about to get married. So I'll ask everyone to find out if there are any girls in the Meng family who are ready to get married. A good girl brings prosperity to three generations. If he can marry a girl from the Meng family, we won't have to worry about our son going astray in the future."

A few noble ladies whispered and left, and Xie Ruxue, who was hiding behind the flower bed, appeared. She kicked a flower pot away in anger.

"It was the daughter of the Meng family who brought my eldest brother to his death. Why are people saying that she has a good character now? If my eldest brother had not married her, would he have committed suicide?"

"Miss, be careful with your words!"

The maidservant at the side was so scared that she looked around quickly, afraid of being heard. Otherwise, if Meng Wenyao made another fuss, their young lady would have to apologize again with grievance.

"What are you afraid of!" Xie Ruxue said dissatisfiedly.