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

Chapter 811: The Impotent Emperor Gave Birth to a Son

Chapter 811 The Impotent Emperor Gave Birth to a Child 25

"So did I really go out to grant a marriage?" the emperor asked again.

"Your Majesty should have done so long ago."

After listening to Meng Wen Yao's repeated confirmation, the emperor went out with satisfaction and issued a decree to grant marriage to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion with a smile.

Returning to the imperial study, the emperor was in a good mood as he looked at Marquis Zhenyuan and Chen Dingbei kneeling under the incense. He said in a loud voice, "Chen Dingbei, do you really like Mingyuan? I don't want to grant a marriage to a couple who are resentful of each other."

Hearing the emperor's words, Chen Dingbei felt dizzy. Didn't someone from the palace ask them to ask for permission on their own initiative? Why was he asking now if he liked her? If he really liked her, he would have waited until today to ask for permission.

He said it as if he respected his opinion very much, but he knew in his heart that the emperor was just showing his kindness on purpose. If he really said he didn't like it, he would probably not be able to leave this imperial study.

In the worry of Zhenyuan Hou, Chen Dingbei lowered his head even more. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth and said, "I have admired the county lady for a long time. I beg the emperor to grant me the marriage and let me get married as soon as possible."

At this moment, Meng Wen Yao, who was resting with her eyes closed in the next room, felt a sudden pain in her heart for no reason. She knew that this was the reaction of the original owner.

No matter how Chen Dingbei got together with Mingyuan, from the moment he started to get close to Mingyuan, he gradually strayed away from the friendship they once had as childhood sweethearts.

But compared to the scumbag who is so decisive, Chen Dingbei's hesitation seems to be very sincere, so what's the difference in the result?

In the end, they all abandoned her. Meng Wen Yao turned over and curled up to relieve the pain. She slowly touched her belly. It was almost there. As long as her fake pregnancy showed any signs, she would immediately blame the queen.

At that time, she would appear beside the emperor openly, and as long as the emperor still wanted his own child, he would definitely protect her.

By then, no matter Mingshi or Mingyuan, even if she does not take action, the emperor will strike without mercy for the sake of his own children.

In the imperial study, the emperor's hearty laughter could be heard: "As early as when you gave the hairpin to Mingyuan, I heard that you were in love with her. Today, lovers finally get married. Don't worry, the imperial decree granting the marriage will be issued soon."

The emperor's words were of course golden. Just as the Zhenyuan Marquis and his family left the palace and returned home, the imperial edict granting their marriage arrived.

It was the same eunuch from last time. He excitedly read out the imperial decree granting the marriage, and then waited for the Zhenyuan Marquis' family to give him a huge reward.

Who would have thought that after receiving the imperial edict, this family wiped away their tears with joy, and went to offer sacrifices to their ancestors with tears streaming down their faces, once again ignoring him, the eunuch who announced the eunuch.

He took a deep breath and didn't get angry. When he went to Prince Jing's mansion to announce the decree, Princess Mingyuan would definitely give him a big purse.

In the palace, even though the maids and eunuchs around Meng Wen Yao were like dumb, she still overheard that after Mingyuan was granted marriage, he went to the palace to express his gratitude and mentioned the palace banquet that would be held soon.

With the Queen's indulgence and favor, Mingyuan and Mingshi are now the ones that everyone in Beijing wants to cling to.

Even Meng Wenyao joked with the emperor: "I heard that nowadays, more people visit the Jingwang Mansion than go to the temple to burn incense. I once offended the prince of Jingwang Mansion. Will the Meng family be liquidated in the future?"

The emperor paused his ambiguous hand, hugged Meng Wenyao tightly, and couldn't help but comfort her: "The real successor will definitely not be someone who regards the Meng family as an enemy?"

Playing dumb? Or hinting that it couldn't be Mingshi, Meng Wenyao was a little unsure.

She insisted on asking, "Your Majesty, there has been no newcomer in your harem for many years, and the Queen has been the only favorite for many years. Now that I am entering the palace, will the Queen be unhappy?"

It doesn't matter whether the queen is happy or not. The emperor pinched Meng Wenyao's nose and said ambiguously: "As long as you serve me and make me happy, don't worry about anything else."

How is that possible? If you pass away a hundred years later, the Meng family will be suppressed by the Queen and Mingshi.

Meng Wenyao leaned obediently in the emperor's arms and calmly flattered the queen: "Of course, I will serve the emperor to make him happy. No matter what time it is, I will swear to follow the emperor to the death. I am just worried that after I leave, my family will not be able to live in peace."

Thinking that she would be buried with him, the emperor stared at Meng Wen Yao for a while before he sighed and hugged her back into his arms.

"Don't worry, that day won't happen."

The Queen and Akashi are just baits, and they will be swallowed by the big fish in due time.

"Have I given you too much free time? You spend all day thinking about these useless things."

As he said this, the emperor lowered the bed curtain without giving Meng Wen Yao the chance to speak again, and the door of the hall was closed by the sensible eunuch.

For many days after that, Meng Wen Yao was tossed around on the dragon couch, half asleep and half awake the whole day. The queen was busy selecting noble ladies from various families, trying to choose the one who could best help Mingshi.

Mingyuan was concentrating on preparing her dowry. Her wedding must be the most luxurious in the capital, so as to be worthy of her status as the future princess.

As for the mansion of Marquis Zhenyuan, it was like a funeral for these past few days. Everyone was in a bad mood and the marquis' wife cried several times. Marquis Zhenyuan was planning to either distribute all the military power to his old subordinates to prevent the emperor from taking it away directly in the future and he would not be able to keep any friendship with them.

As for Chen Dingbei, he looked completely listless. He didn't look like a man who was about to get married. He looked like someone who was about to be executed.

In such an atmosphere, the palace banquet was held as scheduled. Meng Wen Yao was carried out of the palace directly and rested in the Meng Mansion for half a day before she had the strength to return to the palace for the banquet.

Madam Meng was happy and distressed to see her daughter being so favored. The emperor didn't know how to cherish people and just tortured Meng Wen Yao.

"During the days you have been in the palace, has the emperor ever summoned the queen?" asked Mrs. Meng.

"Never."

Meng Wen Yao leaned against the wall of the carriage and dozed off. After such a long time, she still couldn't understand why the emperor kept the queen. They didn't seem to be in love, but he acted as if he only favored the queen. It was really puzzling.

Also, the emperor was clearly not capable before, so why didn't he start a large-scale beauty pageant? Did he just accept it because he knew he wasn't capable of it, without even putting in a struggle?

From this point of view, it seems that he loves the queen very much and doesn't even want to participate in the beauty contest to make the queen jealous even though they don't have children.

Meng Wenyao couldn't figure it out, and she heard Madam Meng ask again, "Did the emperor let you drink contraceptive soup during your days of serving him in the emperor's bed?"

"Never."

As soon as Meng Wenyao finished speaking, Madam Meng immediately smiled and excitedly held Meng Wenyao's hand, saying with a smile: "The emperor has no children, and has not held a beauty pageant for many years. Now if you can give birth to the emperor's heir, Amitabha, your daughter will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life."

I put my hand on my belly and found a non-existent baby. Today I will send it away with the help of the Queen.