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

Meng Wenyao wanted to avoid the question in embarrassment, but couldn't help Lu Nanchu, who looked at her eagerly, and whispered: "It should be similar to you. There is some pain there, and it will be better after applying medicine. Do you want me to give you a bottle of medicine?"

"No, the prince has prepared it for me."

The awkward conversation ended after an hour, and Lu Nanchu returned to the Queen Mother's Palace.

"Meng's bedtime service? How was your service?"

The Queen Mother did not shy away from these matters and asked them very directly.

Unexpectedly, the Queen was also there, and Lu Nanchu was a little embarrassed. Among the three women, only the Queen had not experienced it, and it was difficult for her to express it.

"Just tell me what I'm asking you, don't be so petty."

The queen hurriedly reprimanded that she wanted to know how Meng Wenyao and the emperor were getting along.

Lu Nanchu was scolded by the queen, his face stiffened, and he said it regardless.

"The emperor is full of energy. I heard from the imperial concubine that he has been sleeping all night for the past two days. As long as the emperor does not go to court or go to the imperial study, he will pester her and ask for excessive things. She is a little hurt."

The queen mother blushed when she heard this, the emperor was so lecherous.

The queen was half-understood and asked: "Where is Meng's injury? Is she really sick?"

Lu Nanchu raised his eyes and looked at the Queen Mother. How could she, a person with just a little experience, say this clearly?

The Queen Mother coughed dryly and said: "The Emperor has been restless all night. It is normal for Meng to be injured. Okay, don't mention this matter again."

The Queen Mother ended the topic vaguely. It seemed that Meng was just a bed-server. She couldn't have any children anyway, so let her be free for a while.

When the queen returned to the palace, she still muttered: Will sleeping in bed hurt people?

After sending the people out, he asked his dowry nanny.

"Mommy, do you think a woman will be injured after sleeping with her? Is it life-threatening?"

She thought that if Meng Wenyao was seriously injured, she would add firewood to make Meng Wenyao's illness worse, and then kill her.

The mammy was embarrassed for a moment, then turned back to the room, took a picture album to the queen, and explained in detail what yin and yang intercourse is. If the man does not know the importance, how can the woman be hurt?

After the nanny left, the queen couldn't help but take out the book and read it. Is this a love affair between a man and a woman?

Is this the case for Meng and the Emperor? No wonder people often say that husband and wife are one body. When they intercourse like this, they really are one body.

But that was her husband, and she and the emperor should do these things.

The queen couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if the emperor favored her, and whether the emperor would stop liking Meng after they had sex.

That night the queen had one dream after another, until dawn, she felt lost, everything was empty.

In this life, let alone the emperor, she cannot have an ordinary man.

The lonely queen could no longer sleep and got up to chant sutras.

Meng Wenyao, who had been tired all night, was now hoarse from crying.

"Your Majesty, I can't help you."

"Yao'er, this is fine for me."

Meng Wenyao was unable to refute. She had heard this sentence too many times to count.

Outside the room, Nanny Yu has been stomping her feet in distress for the past two days, urging Xiao Quanzi: "Why don't the emperor go to court yet? Father-in-law, hurry up and ask the emperor to go to court."

Xiao Quanzi was also afraid that the empress had been tortured so much that her fragrance would disappear, so he hesitantly knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

After a while, the emperor finally stopped, held Meng Wenyao's head lovingly, and said guiltily: "I must be gentler tonight."

Meng Wenyao didn't believe it at all, pouted and turned her head to the side and ignored him.

The emperor was helpless, he didn't want to be like this, but he couldn't control it at that time.

"Does it hurt?"

When he didn't get a reply, the emperor decided to take a look for himself.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and go to court." Meng Wenyao urged nervously.

The emperor smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll help you wash it and apply the medicine before leaving."

When Xiao Quanzi outside the door heard no movement in the palace, he thought that the emperor had stopped and was dressing, so he planned to go in and help the emperor change.

The door creaked, and before Xiao Quanzi even stepped in, he heard a roar: "Get out!"

Meng Wenyao, who was about to fall asleep, was suddenly woken up, looking at the emperor pitifully like a frightened deer.

The emperor looked at those slightly red and swollen eyes, hugged Meng Wenyao lovingly and said, "Good boy, don't be afraid, Yao'er, don't be afraid of me."

Meng Wenyao was held so tightly by him that she couldn't raise her head even if she wanted to say something, so she had no choice but to continue sleeping.

The emperor waited nervously for a reply. When he looked at the person in his arms again, he found that she was already asleep, and her heart was completely soft.

He never thought that this day would come when he would be so eager for a person's company, and would want to live and die with him for a hundred years.

The rising sun shone on the emperor, and he felt as if he had been reborn, because there was a person living in his heart, and his life was different from now on.

The morning in the Meng Mansion was lifeless. The old lady fell completely ill after many hardships, and it seemed that she was not going to die soon.

The house was filled with gloom and gloom, and Meng Baiqin was so anxious that her mouth was covered with blisters.

If the old lady died at this time, wouldn't she have to keep her filial piety? When her period of filial piety is over, Lu Nanchu's children would be all over the place.

Although she hated Meng Wenyao for doing such a cruel thing and causing the house to feel like it had been robbed by robbers, only Meng Wenyao could help her now, so she had to go to the palace for help again.

When Meng Wenyao heard that the Meng family had handed over the 17 taels to the treasury, and that the rice in the Meng family's pots was not enough for three days, she couldn't help but want to go back to the house to take a look.

Why is Meng Baiqin looking for her at this time? Borrow money?

Meng Baiqin didn't let Meng Wenyao guess for too long, she quickly explained her purpose.

"My grandmother is seriously ill, and my family hopes that my fourth sister and I will get married as soon as possible to avoid being delayed by the observance of filial piety. Therefore, I would like to ask you to inform the emperor so that the etiquette department can prepare all the wedding arrangements as soon as possible."

"Okay, I think about my sister entering the palace as soon as possible every day. It's very boring for me to be here alone."

Meng Baiqin smiled with difficulty, said goodbye and left.

It would be lively once Meng Baiqin entered the palace. Lu Nanchu couldn't really make any waves by himself.

During the dinner, Meng Wenyao said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, it is too boring for me to be alone. Can you ask the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the prince's wedding as soon as possible and let my sister enter the palace as soon as possible."

The emperor did not doubt that he was there. He held Meng Wenyao in his arms and coaxed: "I can promise Yao'er. How can Yao'er repay me?"

Her deer-like eyes rolled, her pink lips opened and closed, and she said, "I, my concubine, will pick up some food for the Emperor."

Before the emperor could speak, Meng Wenyao scooped up a glutinous rice dumpling and stretched it out to the emperor.

The emperor's eyes were smiling and he lowered his head to eat it.

Turning her hand, the glutinous rice balls were placed in Meng Wenyao's mouth. She slowly approached the emperor with the glutinous rice balls in her mouth.

The emperor swallowed quickly, and unconsciously exerted force on his big hands on his waist, lowering his head to hold the white and tender little glutinous rice balls in his mouth.

The sweet and glutinous glutinous rice balls were bitten open, and the sugar water wrapped inside flowed out from the corners of the mouth playfully.

The sugar water that flowed out could not escape, and was quickly licked clean and eaten into the stomach.

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