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

Is it with Meng Wenyao? What happened in the palace last night? Why didn't there even be a morning court session, and the Ministry of Rites didn't issue an order to grant Mingshi a marriage?

Countless thoughts appeared in his mind, but he denied them one by one, hoping only for the last glimmer of hope.

Mingyuan saw that Chen Dingbei looked unhappy, and quickly realized that this man might have come for her. He was probably here to inquire about Meng Wenyao's news.

She sneered. Although there was no news from the palace yet, the queen had already made various plans, so it should be about time.

Her face turned cold, and she said with a fake smile, "Yes, although the marriage was not finalized yesterday, Miss Meng stayed in the palace last night. The Queen likes Miss Meng so much, she must want Miss Meng to stay by her side and see her often. Isn't she going to marry my brother and become the Queen's daughter-in-law?"

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Chen Dingbei's body was shaking as he stood. Which step had he made wrong? There were so many people in the capital city circling around Mingyuan, and he was just one of them.

How did my peaceful life become like this?

No matter how many emotions he felt, Chen Dingbei knew that he had to try his best to maintain his dignity in front of Mingyuan, otherwise who knew if Mingyuan would go to the palace again and ask for an imperial decree to grant him a marriage.

He forced a smile and said, "I didn't hear any rumors. It's quite unexpected."

"If there really is an imperial decree granting marriage, and your father is not in the capital, the Jing Palace will be very busy preparing for the wedding, so I won't bother you."

After saying that, Cheng Dingbei fled in panic. As soon as he got into the carriage, he almost collapsed.

"Meng Wenyao, where are you? What happened yesterday?"

Meng Wen Yao in the palace looked at the palace maid costumes prepared by the chief eunuch. Although her expression did not show, her heart was already surging.

She was just trying to decline the offer, so how could the emperor really treat her as a palace maid? She tried her best to control her anger, put on her clothes, and really went to serve tea to the emperor.

After entering the imperial study, she saw the emperor carefully reviewing memorials. She took the teacup from the chief eunuch and walked carefully behind the dragon desk.

The imperial study was unusually quiet. Everyone held their breath as usual for fear of disturbing the emperor. Only the sound of Meng Wen Yao's cup making a crisp sound was heard.

Just as she was about to reach the dragon table, she accidentally broke the teacup and spilled it all over the emperor.

Everyone was so frightened that they dared not breathe. The emperor had a serious expression on his face, but when he saw someone splashed water all over him, his face immediately turned gloomy, as if he would order the man to be beheaded the next moment.

He turned around and was about to get angry, when he suddenly saw Meng Wen Yao standing there at a loss, not even able to apologize.

With a big hand, he scooped Meng Wenyao into his arms. The gloom on his face disappeared, and he said with a smile: "If you can't do these, don't do them. Do you really think you are a palace maid serving tea?"

As he spoke, the emperor glanced coldly at the chief eunuch, and that look was like an imperial decree to sentence him to death.

The chief eunuch was so frightened that his legs went limp. It was clearly the emperor's own order to make Miss Meng a palace maid serving tea.

How come he was wrong even though he followed the rules?

He knelt down and was about to plead guilty when he heard a voice from above his head: "Get out."

The palace maids and eunuchs filed out one after another, and in an instant, only Meng Wen Yao and the emperor were left in the room.

"Why don't you rest in the side hall for a while instead of coming here?"

Meng Wenyao sat uneasily on the emperor's lap, trying to ignore the large hand that was moving around, and said respectfully: "Since I have entered the palace to serve the emperor, how can I hide in the side hall and be lazy."

The emperor was a little annoyed by being called a slave. This was just a temporary measure, so how could he explain it clearly to the beauty?

The only solution now is to push things forward as quickly as possible and try to eradicate the hidden people of the Queen and the Queen Mother's lineage as soon as possible.

He hugged Meng Wenyao tighter, lowered his head and whispered in Meng Wenyao's ear: "I want you to serve me, but I don't mean to serve you tea or water. Just serve me wholeheartedly in bed."

Meng Wenyao blushed at these words, and she said shyly, "I don't understand these things."

There is a nanny in the palace who is responsible for teaching and serving the emperor. If the emperor sends someone to teach her, the queen will definitely hear about it, and then the emperor will not be able to hide it even if he wants to.

She wanted to see how much the Emperor cared about the Empress, as he didn't even dare to give her the lowest rank.

Unexpectedly, the emperor had no consideration in this regard and whispered in his ear: "Since you don't understand, I will teach you tonight."

Although he didn't understand it, he could ask someone for advice and study the erotic pictures carefully. By tonight, he would have gained a lot of knowledge.

Hearing that the emperor was not willing to expose himself, Meng Wenyao's charming thoughts gradually faded away, and she reluctantly said: "Your Majesty, state affairs are urgent. Since you don't need me to serve you here, I will go back to the side hall and wait."

As Meng Wenyao stood up and was about to leave, the emperor held her down again. The emperor's breathing became heavier, and he hugged Meng Wenyao and said, "You made my clothes wet. Won't you change my clothes for me?"

After saying that, the emperor carried Meng Wen Yao to the next room, where the emperor could take a short nap. It was simply furnished with a bed and a set of clothes.

Meng Wen Yao tried her best to ignore the emperor's fiery gaze, and lowered her head to carefully help the emperor untie his belt and take off his outer robe.

Just as she was about to get a change of clothes, the emperor pulled her back and said with a smile, "Would you like to help me change my underwear as well?"

"It's not wet." Meng Wen Yao muttered softly.

"How can you be sure if you don't take it off and take a look?"

As the emperor spoke, he took Meng Wen Yao's hand to untie his belt. Her little hand was soft and smooth, and the emperor could not help but put Meng Wen Yao's hand on his waist and rubbed it, then gradually slid it down.

"Your Majesty, don't~"

How could the emperor be willing to listen? He untied Meng Wenyao's clothes with one hand and stirred up trouble with the other, coaxing her: "Why not? You have to serve me. Why don't you come to the Imperial Study to serve me? How can I not satisfy you!"

"No, I am..."

The emperor did not give Meng Wen Yao another chance to speak. Soon, ambiguous voices were heard in the room, and the chief eunuch outside was so shocked that he could not close his mouth.

He had served the emperor since he was young, and knew that the emperor had abstained from sex for many years. After a fierce battle all night last night, he thought that the emperor would not have enough energy during the day. Unexpectedly, the emperor could not wait any longer before it got dark.

He cried in his heart, and suddenly glared at the young palace maids and eunuchs around him fiercely: "No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened here. If even a word gets out, you will all die."

"Yes, yes, the servants didn't hear anything."

At this time, the chief eunuch smiled with satisfaction. Since the emperor did not confer a title on Meng Wen Yao, Meng Wen Yao's identity could not be exposed, especially the queen could not know it. Then, as the chief eunuch, he had to make sure everyone around the emperor kept their mouths shut.