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

Xu Tongfu, who was standing by, gently embraced Zhuang Lanhe and advised, "Our son looks a lot like you. If he was raised by us, he would just grow up in a remote village. But now he is with Chen Yanqing, and the people he associates with are descendants of high-ranking officials. For the sake of the child, you should be happy."

This is true, but what mother wouldn't feel sad after not seeing her son for more than ten years?

Madam Zhuang at the side also consoled her, "Miss, the young master has passed the provincial examination now, and the elder is helping him find a suitable family. It won't be long before he can settle down in the family. Miss, you should be happy."

"Yes, yes, I should be happy. I just want to be closer to him, talk to him, and ask him if he remembers that he has a mother!"

"Look at what you said. How could he not know that he has a mother? Okay, don't cry. We came here today just to find a chance to get to know him. Don't worry, you will be able to talk to him soon."

Xu Tongfu comforted Zhuang Lanhe a few more words and then left alone, hoping to find an opportunity to talk to Chen Qianmo.

He wandered around the poetry meeting for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him. Xu Tongfu was helpless and went to find Zhuang Lanhe to discuss the matter again.

"This kid was so absorbed in the poetry meeting that he didn't even notice me. We have to find another way to get to know him."

Zhuang Lanhe wiped her tears and nodded, "I think if we treat him as an old friend of his father, it will only be a casual exchange of a few polite words. We may not be able to get along well in the future. It is better to treat him as someone who is doing him a favor."

"Oh? Do you have any idea?" Xu Tongfu asked curiously.

Zhuang Lanhe glanced at Madam Zhuang and analyzed, "I heard from Madam that he got engaged to that Meng because he fell into the water and she saved him. You see, there just happens to be a stream there, and the water looks quite deep a little further ahead. Why not think of a way to coax him over there, and then let him accidentally fall in, and you just need to save him, then it would be like you got to know each other naturally."

"You two start talking. If he knows that you are Master Zhuang's disciple, your relationship will naturally become closer."

"Good idea." Xu Tongfu looked at Madam Zhuang happily and pleaded, "I'll have to trouble Madam Zhuang for this."

Madam Zhuang looked at the depth of the stream and was still a little worried. She had never let the little master in her arms suffer any hardship, and now she was trying to trick him into falling into the water, which she could not bear.

Moreover, ever since Chen Qianmo fell into the water when she was a child, she has been particularly afraid of water. She hesitated and said, "Why don't we think of other ways? It would be bad if the young master falls into the water and catches a cold in the wilderness."

"Mammy, you're worrying too much. He's a grown man, and he can't stand this little bit of cold. Besides, isn't this for him to be reunited with his parents as soon as possible?"

Zhuang Lanhe also turned around and begged Madam Zhuang: "Madam, you don't know how I have been through these years. I wish I could go over and meet him right now, but I also know that this would scare him, so I want to cultivate feelings with him first, and when he accepts us in the future, we will slowly tell him about our life experience. Please, Madam?"

Since even her former master said so, what else could Madam Zhuang do? She could only sigh and go back to the carriage.

Meng Wen Yao ordered her to take close care of Aunt Liu, so she was able to come to today's poetry meeting with Aunt Liu.

When she got back to the carriage, she told a little maid, "Go and call Madam Liu back. It's ridiculous for her to be with a man all day."

At the poetry gathering, Aunt Liu was embarrassed when she heard the little maid's words. Now was her time to shine, so how could she go back?

She looked at Chen Qianmo as if for help. Chen Qianmo used to like Liu Ruyan, who dressed as a man. The two of them would go to poetry readings together all day long.

But ever since Liu Ruyan became his concubine, he always felt something was weird when he brought Liu Ruyan out again.

Now, hearing that Madam Zhuang asked Aunt Liu to wait in the carriage on the grounds of being a good wife, she agreed very much: "You should go back soon. It's a good opportunity to rest your feet."

Liu Ruyan wanted to act coquettishly, but she saw Chen Qianmo leaving with a young man arm in arm. Although she was angry, she had no choice but to go back. Otherwise, when she returned to the Chen Mansion, Nanny Zhuang would have plenty of ways to torture her.

After a while, a little maid ran to Chen Qianmo and said nervously, "Sir, just now when I was sending my aunt back, she went to relieve herself. When I came back, I couldn't find her. I only saw her handkerchief by the stream. Do you think she fell into the water by herself?"

When Chen Qianmo heard this, he was outrageous. The person he loved so much, with whom he had only been together for a few days, was dead like this.

"Hurry up and ask someone to fish it out." he ordered hurriedly.

"No, sir. I am a woman. It would be bad if someone discovered us. Let's go and take a look first. The stream doesn't look deep." The maid suggested.

This was the only way now. Under the guidance of the maid, Chen Qianmo walked downstream of the stream. When he reached a place where the water was turbulent, he saw a handkerchief.

He pointed there and said, "Is that right there? Is that my aunt's handkerchief?"

The maid stood on tiptoe to take a look and said, "You need to get closer to see it clearly."

The stones beside the stream were smooth. Chen Qianmo carefully looked forward. Suddenly, the maid behind him shouted, "Young Master, be careful."

The maid lost her balance and fell forward, just in time to push Chen Qianmo into the water.

The feeling of falling into the water and being drowned and almost dying instantly swept over Chen Qianmo's body. He waved his limbs around instinctively, but the more he struggled, the deeper he drifted.

He was extremely frightened. Could it be that it was really because he did not marry Meng Wen Yao that Meng Wen Yao saved his life from the water? Now he was going to die in the water to repay Meng Wen Yao for saving his life?

Just when he was completely desperate, a figure quickly jumped into the water, reached out to grab Chen Qianmo, and paddled towards the stream.

"Sir, how are you?"

The maid was crying and wailing, and a man's voice comforted her, "Your master is fine, he just choked on some water."

Nothing happened? Chen Qianmo, who thought he was dead, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky and the two living people in front of him. He was so excited that tears were about to fall.

"Thank you for your help, may I know your name?"

Xu Tongfu was not polite and bowed slightly, saying: "I am Xu Tongfu. I used to study under Master Zhuang, and later served in various places. Now, I have come to the capital to revisit my old place and pay homage to Master Zhuang."

Turns out he was Master Zhuang's former disciple. Chen Qianmo exclaimed it was fate and hurriedly introduced himself.

"I am the grandson of Master Zhuang and the son of Elder Chen Yanqing. Thank you for your help, uncle. I am honored to be here."