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

Meng Wen Yao started thinking quickly from the emperor's question. Why didn't the emperor ask Cheng Dingbei, but was concerned about Mingyuan?

Mingyuan's brother was chosen by the Queen, which means that the Emperor also approves of him. So there won't be any problems with Mingyuan, or anything that the Emperor won't dislike.

But she clearly felt the emperor's vague aura pressing down on her, and he was clearly unhappy.

If the problem is not with Mingyuan, then what is the problem?

Surrounding Mingyuan? The problem is not Mingyuan, but "surrounding" makes the emperor unhappy?

In an instant, Meng Wen Yao understood that a princess from the royal family could attract the noble children of the capital to quickly gather around her as soon as she arrived in the capital. It was not simply that the noble children surrounded Mingyuan, but more importantly, the families behind these noble children placed their bets in advance in this political game.

In time, this force cannot be underestimated.

As an emperor, he most hated his subjects forming cliques and factions, and Mingyuan happened to be stepping on the emperor's blade.

With what she said just now, she originally wanted to destroy Chen Dingbei's image, but she didn't expect that by accident, the emperor began to fear Mingyuan. If she could destroy Mingyuan's image in this way, it would be a pleasant surprise.

She pretended to be ignorant and said innocently, "There are many people. I heard that some people canceled their arranged marriages in order to win the favor of the county lady, just hoping to have a chance to win her favor."

"These days, Prince Chen has also been following the Princess around, so I think it's true that Prince Chen likes the Princess, and it must not be a misunderstanding that he gave her a golden hairpin."

After saying this, Meng Wenyao looked a little lonely, her eyes drooping listlessly, and she sighed, "Regarding the marriage, I thank the emperor for his kindness, but it is no longer necessary."

Who would care about a man who has fallen in love with someone else? Even if someone is still devoted and willing to wait for her to come back, she will still feel sad and can't go back to the past.

The emperor saw Meng Wen Yao's endless loneliness, but he was the emperor. Love affairs were not important. The most important thing was to stabilize the country.

If all the young men in the capital want to marry Mingyuan, who is Mingyuan most likely to marry?

The emperor holds absolute power in the court, and there is no powerful minister who can back up Prince Jing. Only the military power is still scattered in the hands of various aristocratic families.

Although the emperor has tried his best to adjust the border layout and disrupt the previous powerful families in recent years, the Marquis of Zhenyuan still has 100,000 soldiers under his command to guard the capital inside and outside.

Thinking about this, the answer is obvious. For the sake of power, King Jing's faction is most likely to match Chen Dingbei and Mingyuan.

The emperor let out a long sigh, this was what he least wanted to see. How could he allow others to sleep peacefully beside his bed? There was no way that Prince Jing and his faction could command the army.

The marriage between Chen Dingbei and Mingyuan is also absolutely impossible.

"Don't think too much. It's normal for men to be interested in something new. Prince Chen has liked you for many years. If he were to marry, he would definitely still have a crush on you. Even the Marquis Zhenyuan and his wife would definitely like you in their hearts."

Thinking of Marquis Zhenyuan, the emperor began to feel murderous intent.

Marquis Zhenyuan had guarded the frontier for generations. The emperor made many efforts before transferring Marquis Zhenyuan back to the capital, where he became a toothless tiger.

Originally, considering that the Zhenyuan Marquis family had been guarding the border for generations, he was willing to let the Zhenyuan Marquis family enjoy honor and wealth forever as long as they stayed in the capital honestly.

But if Marquis Zhenyuan wanted to join King Jing's faction, hoping to regain military power in the future and return to the border to become the uncrowned king.

Then don't blame him for not retaining the relationship between the ruler and his subjects.

Meng Wen Yao had no intention of thinking too much about the emperor's thoughts. She just wanted to quickly sever her ties with Chen Dingbei so that she could find an opportunity to throw herself into the emperor's arms.

"I don't want to marry Prince Chen. We just grew up together before, but I didn't understand my own heart and thought it was love. Now that I know that Prince Chen has someone else in his heart, my friendship for him has disappeared. I just feel that he is an old friend, and I no longer have the slightest expectation of staying together forever."

"Your Majesty, please stop talking about granting marriage. I would rather be a nun for the rest of my life than marry Chen Dingbei."

The emperor felt that Meng Wen Yao was probably speaking without thinking because of love turning into hate. However, as a little girl, she always believed that love was more important than anything else. It was normal for her to feel sad and angry when she saw her beloved loved someone else. He could understand this.

As long as this girl goes back and thinks about it carefully, she will regret it within two days, and then she might even cry and beg to marry Chen Dingbei.

Seeing Meng Wen Yao's frail and helpless appearance with tears in her eyes, the emperor couldn't help but soften his voice.

"You should think clearly before answering me."

"I will keep the marriage decree for you."

After saying this, the emperor turned around and was about to leave.

Meng Wen Yao was dumbfounded. This was not what she had expected. She had already said this about Chen Dingbei, so why did the emperor still insist on granting her the marriage?

I can’t let the emperor go, otherwise I don’t know when I will have the chance to meet the emperor again.

"emperor!"

She was anxious and hurried forward to catch up with the emperor, but she stepped on something and suddenly slipped.

"what!"

In an instant, she fell into the arms of the emperor who turned back.

The emperor just heard the sound and instinctively reached out to support her. After he stabilized her, he pushed Meng Wen Yao away and let her stand on her own.

How could Meng Wenyao miss this opportunity for close contact? She held the emperor's arm with her small hand and said aggrievedly: "I sprained my ankle. I can't stand steadily."

She leaned directly into the emperor's arms, feeling wronged and pitiful, sobbing softly, "It hurts."

The emperor can neither push nor not push.

Eunuch An was anxiously pacing around, and said helplessly: "How about I help Miss Meng?"

"You mean you want me to ask the imperial physician?" the emperor said angrily.

Eunuch An lowered his head and looked around, only to suddenly realize that apart from the emperor, he was the only one here who could ask for the imperial physician.

He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes. I will go and get the imperial physician right away. Your Majesty, please calm down. Miss Meng, please wait a moment."

In a flash, Eunuch An disappeared into the woods.

In such a secluded and deserted place, with only the emperor and Meng Wen Yao, there was only one voice in Meng Wen Yao's heart: this opportunity should not be missed.

While twisting her body in pretend pain, she took out various aphrodisiac pills and powders from her purse, crushed them, and secretly scattered them into the air.

The emperor supported Meng Wen Yao weakly, listening to her whining and complaining, and felt extremely regretful for meddling in other people's business. He wanted to push her away, but he was worried that Meng Wen Yao would be more seriously injured.

While he was struggling with this, bursts of strange fragrance came from all directions. The emperor was still wondering where the fragrance came from when he felt himself sweating and his blood circulation quickened.

Could it be that he was hugging Meng Wen Yao and they were too close, so it was too hot?

"Miss Meng, I will help you sit on the stone next to you."

"But I can't walk at all." Meng Wen Yao frowned.

The emperor glanced at the stone not far away and thought, forget it, just carry it over.

He leaned over slightly, put one hand through Meng Wen Yao's legs, and stood up. Meng Wen Yao almost fell down. She hurriedly hugged the emperor's neck, and the two of them stuck closer together.

The fragrance seemed to be stronger, so strong that the emperor felt dizzy.