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

Before Meng Wenyao could react, Eunuch An pushed her and said, "Hurry up and thank the emperor. You are the first one among all the officials and their families to be granted a sedan chair. Even the wife of Duke Dingguo is already in her sixties or seventies, and she still has to walk by herself to enter the palace."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After getting on the sedan chair, Meng Wen Yao realized that she was not going to a banquet, but was being sent directly out of the palace. It just so happened that she didn't want to go to the banquet and be stared at by all kinds of people.

At the banquet, after Mingyuan walked around with the golden hairpin, everyone knew that the Prince of Zhenyuan had fallen in love with someone else.

When the wife of Marquis Zhenyuan saw this, she was so angry that her hands were shaking. Everyone knew that Chen Dingbei and Meng Wenyao were childhood sweethearts and were in love with each other.

Even if Chen Dingbei no longer likes Meng Wen Yao, the issue must be resolved privately, and everyone must even think that it was Meng Wen Yao's fault so that the two of them can no longer renew their relationship.

Now that Chen Dingbei openly gave hairpins to other women, isn't this telling the world that he is a playboy? This is simply destroying his own reputation.

She hurried to find Madam Meng and tried to explain: "Dingbei was just fooling around. It was just a joke."

Madam Meng gave the wife of Marquis Zhenyuan a cold look. Her daughter would have no trouble finding a husband, so there was no need for her to rush and make a fool of herself.

She said indifferently, "Yes, it was just a joke. The hairpin you gave to my Yao'er a few years ago was also a joke. Madam, please make it clear to the public, otherwise, wouldn't it be that my Yao'er would suffer so much in vain?"

"Madam, you are joking. My Dingbei is not the kind of person who changes his mind frequently. There may be some misunderstanding here." The wife of the Marquis of Zhenyuan explained awkwardly.

Madam Meng was too lazy to argue with the wife of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, so she said coldly, "The banquet is almost over. Madam, have you found out what the misunderstanding is?"

"what?"

This was just an excuse to save both sides. Lady Zhenyuan didn't expect that Lady Meng would ask about it. She said embarrassedly, "I've been looking for Dingbei's kid, but I haven't seen him. Maybe he went to Miss Meng to explain in private."

"Humph!" Madam Meng said unhappily, "Yao'er is not feeling well and has left the palace a long time ago. She is waiting for me in the carriage at the palace gate. Could Prince Chen have also left the palace?"

Obviously not. Chen Dingbei appeared at the banquet many times, visibly. He was either drinking with others or competing with others in archery. He did not explain the matter of the golden hairpin at all.

At this point, the wife of the Marquis of Zhenyuan was so shocked that she couldn't say a word for a long time. She reached out to pull Madam Meng, but Madam Meng shook her off and she floated away.

When they got on the carriage at the palace gate, she asked Meng Wen Yao how serious her injuries were. After knowing that it was nothing serious, Mrs. Meng started to scold Chen Dingbei with lingering anger.

"What kind of bastard is this? My daughter of the Meng family is not going to marry him, so why would he abandon her after having sex with her?"

"Don't worry about it, my daughter. Tomorrow I will find someone to marry you who is a hundred times better than Chen Dingbei."

There’s no need to do that. Meng Wen Yao has already found one for herself.

She amused herself and helped Madam Meng calm down, saying, "How can such a thing be worthy of your mother's anger? Actually, it is your daughter who is not good at judging people. For your mother's peace of mind, your daughter will choose carefully next time and will not make a mistake."

"Look at me, I'm so confused. You should choose the person you like for your marriage. Mother won't force you to marry someone you don't like just to vent her anger."

Madam Meng looked at Meng Wenyao distressedly and said earnestly, "As long as you can recognize who Chen Dingbei is and not cling to him and insist on marrying him, mother will listen to you in everything."

"Don't worry, mother. This kind of person is not worth my nostalgia."

Although she appeared calm on the surface, Meng Wen Yao still felt sorry for the original owner. More than ten years of knowing each other was not as good as more than ten days of entanglement with the other person.

If the original owner were still alive, he would have probably fainted from crying by now.

Chen Dingbei, oh Chen Dingbei, have you fallen in love with someone else, or have you never liked the original owner?

In the mansion of Marquis Zhenyuan, Chen Dingbei was scolded by his mother as soon as he entered the house.

"You are confused. You must make a name for yourself as a playboy in the capital, right?"

"Can you give that hairpin to Mingyuan openly? Do you know what Madam Meng and Miss Meng think today? How are people all over the capital plotting against you behind your back?"

"Mother is not stopping you from pursuing the person you like, but you should at least be careful. Even if you don't want to marry into the Meng family, you don't have to offend the Meng family. Do you know how Madam Meng embarrassed me today?"

As she spoke, the wife of the Marquis of Zhenyuan began to cry in grievance: "I have raised you to this age, but I have never enjoyed your blessings for a single day. Today, because of you, I was shunned in public. How could you be so unfilial!"

At that time in the palace, when the hairpin was taken away by Mingyuan, Chen Dingbei knew that something bad was going to happen.

But he couldn't snatch it back on the spot, so he could only act like a quail and pretend nothing happened. He hoped that everyone would not pay attention to this matter.

Seeing his mother like this, he knew that some things could not be avoided.

"Mother, I didn't give it to her. She snatched it away herself. I can't take it back. She is King Jing's sister and the future eldest princess."

"You still know that she is the future eldest princess. Do you know that if you marry her and become a prince consort, the military power in our Zhenyuan Marquisate will end with you. Can you be worthy of our ancestors?"

A loud roar came from outside the door, and Zhenyuan Hou angrily swung a whip at Chen Dingbei.

"Our ancestors were all high-ranking officials with hundreds of thousands of troops under their command. When it came to my father, the emperor was afraid of him, and now he can only live in the capital, watching a group of cowards train their troops. But you, fearing that the emperor is not afraid enough, are trying to get close to Mingyuan. I see that you are unwilling to lose your military power, right?"

As he spoke, he whipped the child again. The Marquis' wife, who was so angry that she wanted to beat Chen Dingbei, immediately ran over to protect Chen Dingbei and begged for mercy, "My Lord, this is all a misunderstanding. There is always a solution. It's not a big deal if you hurt the child!"

Looking at his protective wife and his cowardly son, the Marquis Zhenyuan's overwhelming momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he was instantly struck by an unprecedented fatigue.

"How could I have given birth to a son like you!"

This was a statement of disappointment that was so serious that Chen Dingbei dared not to remain cowardly any longer and hurriedly knelt down to explain.

"Father, I don't like Mingyuan, and I don't really want to give her the hairpin. I get close to her just to show my face in front of Prince Jing. If I can help Prince Jing ascend the throne, then with this trust, Prince Jing may let our Chen family regain control of the military power in the northern border, so that we don't have to be constrained by the court in the capital."

"Yes, Lord, what Dingbei said makes sense. This child has never been a confused person since he was young. This matter..."

Before the Marquis’s wife could finish her words of defense, the Marquis of Zhenyuan angrily said, “Childish!”