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

But Ya'er was suddenly scolded, and her mood suddenly became depressed. She was scolded again by Meng Wenlan: "The maids in mother's room are getting more and more sluggish. I think they will all be pulled out to serve as servants tomorrow and a new batch of obedient and sensible people will be replaced." It’s ready.”

Ever since Mrs. Hu came back from the palace and revealed that Meng Wenlan wanted to marry the fourth prince, several girls in the main courtyard and around Meng Wenlan had caused several troubles that day in order to compete for the dowry quota.

After all, it is not an ordinary dowry, it is a marriage to the fourth prince. In the future, when the fourth prince becomes a great treasure, they will be able to become empresses. Thinking about it, it feels like a dream.

So today, the maids moved forward very hard, eager to circle in front of Mrs. Hu and Meng Wenlan.

Mrs. Hu was in a good mood and pulled Meng Wenlan to pick her up. She also pointed at one of the maids and said: "This one is good-looking and she will be a dowry. When it is inconvenient for you, you can ask her to help you serve the fourth prince.

This body seems to be very fertile. When the time comes, the children you raise will be placed in your name. If you have more children in your hands, you will have more support behind you when you grow old and lose your luster. "

Hu's words were heartfelt and sincere, but to the ears of Meng Wenlan, who had just fallen in love, they were as harsh as they were harsh.

She hasn't even married the fourth prince yet, and those vying for his favor are already lined up.

Now she looked at the house full of maids, but none of them pleased her. If Meng Shangshu hadn't been there, she would have sold them outright. It was because of her tolerance and generosity that she paired them with the servants.

But to the ears of the maids in the room, the words of this young servant were like being struck by lightning.

They have been with Mrs. Hu and Meng Wenlan all year round, and they usually live more comfortably than the second young lady Meng Wenyao. Now, if Meng Wenlan just says a word, he will drag them out to serve as servants, which means they are dead.

Especially when Ya'er heard Meng Wenlan's words, her hand holding the soup trembled. She filled the soup tremblingly and then carefully served it to Meng Wenyao.

In the past, Meng Wenyao did not dare to let the eldest girl next to Mrs. Hu serve soup. Now, for the sake of character, she immediately stood up and took the soup bowl in person with all manners.

By chance, she didn't pick it up properly, and a bowl of soup spilled onto Meng Wenyao's hand, causing her skin to turn red immediately.

"Useless thing, get down!"

She originally wanted to please Meng Wenyao to calm Meng Shangshu's anger, but she didn't expect such a mess to happen. Mrs. Hu was afraid that Meng Shangshu thought she had ordered Ya'er to deliberately burn Meng Wenyao, so she looked at Meng Shangshu guiltily.

Sure enough, seeing Meng Shangshu's face darken, he hurriedly said: "Is it heavy? Dad, let's take a look."

In her memory, Meng Wenyao was often bullied in Hu's room. As long as Meng Shangshu stood up for her, she would be bullied even more severely by Meng Wenlan.

She quickly covered her hands with a handkerchief, forced a smile and said, "It's okay, the soup isn't hot."

She had to swallow her words so hard to fit in with the character of the original owner, and she hadn't found out anything about the sixth prince yet, so she didn't want to change the subject just like that.

In order to create an image of a loving mother, Mrs. Hu hurriedly asked people to apply medicine to Meng Wenyao. They worked for a while before they calmed down again.

"Master, I told the imperial concubine today that our daughter is spoiled and may not be worthy of the prince. However, the imperial concubine said that she thought it was good, and also said that she would discuss it with the emperor. If there is really a marriage decree issued by then, This concubine is not the one who can make the decision!" Mrs. Hu said with a embarrassed look on her face.

Being able to achieve the position of minister, Meng Shangshu is not someone who cannot figure out the key points. He is now considered an important minister of the imperial court. If the emperor really wants to pave the way for a certain prince, he may actually issue an imperial edict directly and remove the important minister. The daughter is given in marriage to the prince.

"That's all. If there is really an imperial edict for marriage, I, as a minister, should abide by it."

With Meng Shangshu's promise, Mrs. Hu immediately beamed with joy. She glanced at the docile Meng Wenyao and said with a smile: "Not only has Lan'er's marriage been settled, but the imperial concubine said that she thinks our daughters are not bad, so she calls us Yao'er." Let’s marry into the royal family together.”

"No!" Meng Shangshu clapped his hands and said angrily: "My daughter will never be a concubine."

He knew clearly that no matter how much he cared about Meng Wenyao and Liu Sangyu, due to their status as concubines, Meng Wenyao could not become the prince's concubine.

Over the years, he was worried that Mrs. Hu would go crazy with jealousy and murder Liu Sangyu. It was only because he had lived alone for many years and acted like he had no intention of having sex that Liu Sangyu and Meng Wenyao could remain stable under Hu's lustful power for so many years.

He knew the pain of being a concubine, so he would never let Meng Wenyao make the same mistake as Liu Sangyu and embark on the path of being a concubine again.

Seeing Meng Shangshu's anger, Mrs. Hu kept beating her heart, but her daughter might have a sweet dream of becoming a queen, so she must not give up this great opportunity easily.

She said with a flattering smile: "Master, don't get angry yet. Although Yao'er is not my daughter, she still calls me mother. How could I let her be my concubine? I have made it clear to the imperial concubine time and time again that we The Meng family’s daughter will never become a concubine.”

These words relieved Meng Shangshu's anger to a great extent. He stared at Mrs. Hu for a long time before warning: "Don't make the final decision on your daughters' marriages without authorization."

"Yes, I'm awake," Mrs. Hu said in a flattering manner, "What if the imperial concubine really invited the imperial edict to come here?"

"Of course I will obey the holy orders."

After saying that, Meng Shangshu waved his sleeves and left.

Meng Wenlan in the room said with surprise and joy: "Mother, you heard it. As long as the emperor issues the imperial edict of marriage, father will agree."

"I heard it, my child. I will give the imperial concubine an answer early tomorrow morning and ask her to get the emperor to issue a marriage decree as soon as possible."

The mother and daughter hugged and talked excitedly and happily for a while before they noticed that Meng Wenyao, who was like a quail, had not left yet.

Mrs. Hu looked over with threatening eyes and warned: "Yao'er, go back and have a good sleep today. Don't talk nonsense to your father. Your sixth prince and concubine will not fail."

"Yes."

After walking out of the main room, Meng Wenyao ignored Hu's warning and planned to find Meng Shangshu to find out what the secret behind the sixth prince's marriage was.

Unexpectedly, before she walked out of the courtyard, she heard Hu's Ya'er calling from behind: "Second Miss, wait a minute."

"Sister Ya'er, what's going on?"

Ya'er trotted to Meng Wenyao. Perhaps she was reprimanded by Mrs. Hu after she permed Meng Wenyao. Her face was very ugly even now. She didn't even salute and said directly: "Madam said that the person serving in the second lady's room is Young Master, from now on, let me follow the second young lady."

Well, it turns out that Miss Ya'er has been assigned, no wonder she is in a bad mood.

But there was a monitor next to her. It was obvious that today she went to Bucheng's front yard to inquire about the Sixth Prince. Meng Wenyao buried her head and walked into her yard.

Tomorrow at the latest, I need to get rid of this Ya'er, otherwise looking at him with a bitter face will really affect his mood.