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

A maid ran out quickly, sniffed Bao's breath, and then shook her head at everyone in disappointment.

The princess sighed and said, "Throw it into the woodshed in the backyard first."

Before Bao could struggle to get up, the maid quickly stuffed her mouth with food and dragged her away into the yard.

The next thing to do was to deal with Xie Ruxue's death. Prince Fenyang looked at Xie Ruxue's body, then at the princess, and sighed, "This is a misfortune for our family. I will kneel in the ancestral hall, and you can handle it."

The princess was so angry that she opened her mouth and closed it several times. After Prince Fenyang left, she simply said, "I have a headache. Wenyao, you go back and lie down with your pregnancy. Chenyi, you take good care of your wife."

After they finished speaking, before the butler could react, everyone disappeared without a trace. Later, when Meng Wen Yao asked about it, she heard that Xie Ruxue's body was just hastily sent to the Marquis' Mansion.

After staying in the room for half a day, Meng Wen Yao felt more and more that she couldn't just sit there and wait.

"Mrs. Bao said that all the men in the palace are infertile. She will definitely not harm her own child. What if my father believes it and takes advantage of Xie Ruxue's funeral to bring Xie Jinbao back for the sake of succession?"

"Mrs. Bao has gone mad. In order to control the mansion in the hands of her descendants, she might do anything, even poisoning the entire family."

As Meng Wenyao continued to talk, Xie Chenyi felt that the Bao family really wanted to perish together with the enemy. He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then we should remove the firewood from under the cauldron."

After saying that, Xie Chenyi walked out directly. Meng Wenyao only heard him shout in the room: "Prepare the horses."

Are we going out of the city? Meng Wenyao thought, if we just want to walk around the city, we can just take a carriage.

Now, there is only Xie Jinbao in the family temple outside the city. Now that Xie Chenyi is gone, I wonder what will happen to Xie Jinbao.

In order to prevent Prince Fenyang from being soft-hearted, Meng Wen Yao finally decided to go and see Bao off.

When it was dark, Meng Wen Yao quietly came to the outside of the woodshed.

At this time, Mrs. Bao had already woken up. When she saw Meng Wen Yao coming, her eyes were like a poisonous snake wrapped around Meng Wen Yao.

"You did all this, didn't you?"

Meng Wenyao nodded with a smile: "Concubine, all of this is caused by you. Xie Nan'an is obviously a cripple, but you still wanted to trick me into coming here. I am fighting back now because you forced me to do so."

"You are marrying up to the royal palace, and you actually said that I was a marriage fraud? It's all my fault that I was blind and found a man like you who is unlucky in marriage. Otherwise, my Nan'an wouldn't have died. It's all your fault. Why didn't you die?"

Bao gnashed her teeth and wanted to pounce on him, but the door of the woodshed was extremely strong, so she could only whimper inside like a trapped beast.

Meng Wenyao took two steps back, feeling speechless: "You schemed against others, and in the end the retribution fell on you, and you still think you did nothing wrong?"

"Have you ever thought that your two children died because of your scheme? Maybe Xie Nanan and Xie Ruxue are in the underworld, and they are thinking about how to take your life right now!"

Bao, who had already burned her boats, had no regrets at all. She smiled cruelly, "In a noble family, only those who can inherit the ancestral property have the last laugh. As long as my son Jinbao can inherit the palace, Nan'an and Ruxue will be happy in their afterlife."

"By then, Xie Chenyi won't be able to have children, and Jinbao will inherit the palace. As long as Jinbao burns more paper money for Nan'an and Ruxue, they will still be grateful to me in their next life."

"What a foolish dream." Seeing that Mrs. Bao was still dreaming, Meng Wenyao didn't want to beat around the bush at all.

"Do you think you can survive after doing all that you've done?"

"According to what you said, Xie Jinbao was also fed the drug by you. After you die today, no one will give Xie Jinbao the antidote. How could this palace fall into his hands? You are really a daydreamer."

"You want to kill me?" Bao sneered.

"The prince will not agree. For the sake of his heir, he will protect me..."

"you are too naive!"

Meng Wenyao interrupted Bao's fantasy and said word by word: "The prince not only wants to kill you, but also wants to do it himself. To tell you the truth, Xie Jinbao has died suddenly in the family temple. The only one who can inherit the family lineage is Chen Yi. Since you are unwilling to give Chen Yi the real antidote, there is no point in keeping you."

Pulling out a short knife from his sleeve, Meng Wenyao played with it and said, "I heard that this is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. My great grandfather used it to kill the enemy. This short knife has always been carried by the princes of all generations. Now the prince has given this knife to Chen Yi."

Meng Wen Yao held the knife in front of Bao's eyes. Under the dim moonlight, Bao looked at the familiar knife with her eyes bloodshot.

"You should understand what this means. This palace will only be passed on to Chen Yi. As for you, because you are too vicious, the prince said he would kill you with his own hands. The prince also said he would use this knife to kill you with his own hands, so that he can have an explanation in front of the ancestors. I am here to give the prince the knife."

Looking back at the sky, Meng Wenyao said calmly: "I guess the prince will be here soon. Killing people is too bloody, so I won't stay here with the concubine."

Ever since Meng Wen Yao took out the knife, Bao Shi began to believe it. She had played with the knife that Prince Fenyang carried with him countless times and had dreamed of wearing it on Xie Nanan countless times. But now the knife was in Meng Wen Yao's hands. Prince Fenyang was going to use the knife to kill her with his own hands?

Too many emotions flooded into Bao's mind, coupled with the death of Xie Ruxue and the news of Xie Jinbao's sudden death, Bao could no longer clearly analyze the situation at hand.

She just murmured, "Impossible. He said that in order to prevent the princess from bullying me, he would definitely pass the throne to my child. He won't kill me, no."

Watching Mrs. Bao gradually lose consciousness, Meng Wen Yao quietly left with her maid.

She handed the knife to the maid: "The prince hopes that I am pregnant with a son and hopes that the ancestors will bless me, so this knife has been placed in my room. I heard that the prince is still kneeling in the ancestral hall. You take this knife to the prince and tell him that I had a dream this afternoon and I really gave birth to a son. This knife can be considered to have accomplished its mission."

The maid took the order and gave the knife to King Fenyang who was kneeling in the ancestral hall. King Fenyang felt relieved when he received the knife. If Meng Wen Yao could really give birth to a son, he would be worthy of his ancestors.

At this time, a servant came running over and said, "My Lord, something bad has happened. The concubine wants to commit suicide. She said that if she dies, no one in the palace will be able to give birth to a child. She wants the palace to perish with her."

"what!"

Without time to think, Prince Fenyang took the knife and ran to the woodshed at lightning speed.

At this time, the starlight was dim and the wind was blowing. Bao was still muttering to herself that Prince Fenyang would not kill her, when she saw Prince Fenyang striding towards her with the knife in his hand.

Prince Fenyang, with his face filled with anger, roared before he could even stand still: "Madam Bao, you are determined to destroy my entire family, you vicious and evil woman..."