Reborn to raise a baby, Princess Heng has become stronger

Song Jinyan added to the maid, "Prepare some sour jujube cakes."

Meng Yunshang refused, "Osmanthus cake will do."

"Shang'er, don't you love eating sour jujube cake the most?"

"When I was young, I didn't eat anything sour and hard. Now, osmanthus cake is more to my liking."

Song Jinyan asked gloomily, "Shang'er, are you blaming me for not agreeing to elope with you?"

"No," Meng Yunshang shook her head, "I'm just telling the truth."

"But you clearly..."

Meng Yunshang calmly interrupted his reminiscence and said, "I agreed to come and talk to you because I wanted to ask you, who carried me out of the mountain after I was injured when I went into the mountain to hunt tigers?"

"I remember you were the first person I saw when I woke up. I even asked you if you were the one who carried me out of the mountain. You didn't deny it at that time."

"I," Song Jinyan felt uneasy when she asked him this.

Hesitantly explaining, "You were seriously injured at the time, and I didn't want you to worry about these trivial matters anymore, so I didn't say much."

"Do you want me to avoid worrying about trivial matters, or do you deliberately make the best of a bad situation just to make me fall in love with you?"

"Shang'er, how could you wrong me like this? Am I such a despicable person in your heart?"

"Then why didn't you deny it at the time? My cousin clearly told you to tell me that it was Jiu who carried me out."

Song Jinyan's face turned pale and blue. After a while, he angrily asked Meng Yunshang, "In your opinion, do you have to marry whoever carries you out of the mountain?"

"Even if I didn't carry you out of the mountain, I took care of you afterwards. You were bedridden for more than a month, and I stayed with you every day. Isn't that enough?"

"You blame me for not stopping you from marrying King Heng, but you don't think about it. If you hadn't provoked him beforehand, how could he have asked for permission to marry you?"

Meng Yunshang looked at Song Jinyan with disappointment as he kept making excuses and insisted that he was innocent.

She is not someone who will give herself to someone just because he or she carries her out of danger.

But it was because of this misunderstanding that she firmly wanted to be with Song Jinyan for the rest of her life, because she felt that he was a responsible and capable man.

But the facts told her that the person who carried her out of the mountain was not Song Jinyan at all.

The young man in her heart who was so handsome and promising not only wasted her feelings, but was also a villain who stole the fruits of other people's labor.

Meng Yunshang couldn't remember the reason why she was moved back then, just like when she saw Song Jinyan again after many years, she couldn't feel any love for him.

She calmed down and said calmly:

"The past is over. Now that you and I are married, we should not meet alone again. I don't want my husband to misunderstand me, and I don't want my children to suffer any rumors."

"But I regret it!"

Song Jinyan took a big step forward and grabbed Meng Yunshang's wrist.

"I shouldn't have married Meng Shuyao. Shang'er, you are the most suitable person for me. Only you understand what I want. Can we start over? Let's elope and go back to the northwest together. We have beautiful memories there."

"Not good!" Meng Yunshang used her internal energy without hesitation, and Song Jinyan was forced back by her sudden burst of internal energy.

He cried out in pain, "Shang'er..."

"I have a husband and a son, so there is no possibility for me to be with you. If you dare to talk nonsense and ruin my reputation again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"But Shang'er, you clearly still have feelings for me. When the tragic news of my death in battle spread from the capital, you burned yourself to death for me."

Meng Yunshang clenched her ten fingers into fists in her sleeves, but her face remained calm and composed.

She glanced at Song Jinyan coldly, "Where did you hear these rumors? I'm not stupid. I won't let the high and mighty Princess Heng burn herself to death!"

"But..." Song Jinyan stopped talking when he met Meng Yunshang's cold eyes.

"Well, maybe I heard it wrong."

Meng Yunshang frowned and thought deeply. How did Song Jinyan know about her self-immolation?

The news of the fire in Xianyun Court was strictly kept secret by Lu Chenxiao, and not many outsiders knew the truth.

The only one was Meng Xueyun who was still in the palace at that time.

Thinking about it more carefully, it was Meng Xueyun who told her the news of Song Jinyan's death in battle herself.

Before that, Meng Xueyun specially cooked some porridge for her to drink and told her a lot of news about the border.

He also said that Song Jinyan would not come back, so instead of being bored with Lu Chenxiao in the palace every day, it would be better to end it all.

Then Meng Xueyun left. She sent away the maids and secret guards around her, and then set the house on fire without hesitation.

Thinking about it now, Meng Xueyun's behavior that day was full of doubts.

Maybe she should find an opportunity to investigate Meng Xueyun more deeply.

Song Jinyan refused to give up. "Even if you didn't burn yourself for me, what about you writing to me to ask me to meet you after you found out I was back in Beijing? Shang'er, you still love me, just admit it."

Meng Yunshang chuckled, "If you are talking about what happened at Jinxiu Pavilion that day, it was Mu Yan who came to the appointment."

"But it's you who's dating me," Song Jinyan emphasized.

"Where's the evidence?"

"The letter you wrote to me is the evidence. I have been carrying the letter with me these days. I am sure that the handwriting on the letter is yours."

Song Jinyan took out a letter from his arms, and Meng Yunshang took it and opened it.

The handwriting on the letter did look like hers, but the letter paper and the ink used for writing were not from the palace.

After a moment, Meng Yunshang sneered and said:

"If you, Song Jinyan, know me a little, you will know that since I was young, I have been very demanding about the paper and ink for writing and painting. I will not use anything other than rosin ink and rice paper."

"I'm afraid even the concierge at the general's mansion wouldn't look down on this kind of low-quality rough paper. How could I possibly use it to write a letter?"

When she was a child, she didn't like reading and writing, but she had a brother who was an excellent poet and painter.

In order to prevent her from becoming illiterate, Meng Jinyou tried every possible means.

After discovering that she liked those luxurious and expensive things, he kept tempting her with fine ink, paper and pens, just to make her practice writing more.

Her grandparents also doted on her, and the paper and ink they provided for her room were all of the highest quality.

Danqiu and Dangui have been with her for a long time and know her little habits, so the pens, inks, paper and inkstones in Xianyun Courtyard are all priceless.

Things like those in Song Jinyan's hands were not at all pleasing to her eyes.

"But these are all your handwriting."

"So what? Meng Xueyun has lived and eaten with me in the palace for five years. Not only has she imitated my handwriting, but she has also become very similar to me in terms of her dressing style."

"You mean this letter was written by Meng Xueyun?"

After Song Jinyan finished speaking, he immediately shook his head, "Impossible, it's not like that."

"Then let me ask you, who handed you this letter?"

"It's... Shuyao!"

"I asked you to meet, but sent the letter to your wife openly? Is there something wrong with my brain, or do you, Song Jinyan, have no brain at all?"

With just one sentence, they were both scolded, but Meng Yunshang remained calm.

She slapped the letter back into Song Jinyan's arms and said, "That's all I have to say. Think about it carefully."

After saying that, she walked past Song Jinyan and prepared to leave.

But Song Jinyan pulled her back again, "Shang'er!"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew and Song Jinyan was blown away, and Meng Yunshang fell into a familiar embrace.

She looked up and met Lu Chenxiao's icy cold eyes.

Somehow, she suddenly thought of the eyes under Ajiu's mask in the Northwest.

It looks calm, but it is actually full of aggression.

It often makes people want to escape.

When Meng Yunshang's thoughts drifted away, she heard Lu Chenxiao ask her calmly, "Princess, are you not going to explain to me?"