Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

"You must be the Crown Princess that Heng'er has just married."

The Queen's voice was calm and deep, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or angry.

Meng Tingyue secretly described it in her mind, as if she could already picture the queen's solemn and dignified expression when she spoke of this matter.

"Yes." She responded softly, her tone humble.

"Come, come closer and let me take a good look."

Upon hearing this, Meng Tingyue took light steps and walked forward obediently.

The queen slowly raised her hand and gently held her hand. Her eyes were as sharp as torches, and she carefully examined her from top to bottom. The satisfaction in her eyes became more and more intense.

"What a beautiful girl she is. But Heng'er, that wooden boy who doesn't understand romance, has taken advantage of her." The queen's words were a bit joking, but she could not hide her love for Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue slowly raised her eyes, her eyes filled with deep confusion.

It was completely different from what she had expected.

Is the Queen so pleasant?

Noticing that Meng Tingyue looked strange, the Queen frowned slightly, and her eyes passed over her and fell on Shen Yunheng with a bit of anger.

"Are you fabricating faults against me behind my back?"

Shen Yunheng frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness: "What can a son of yours arrange?"

The Queen nodded slightly upon hearing this, "That's right, even your father doesn't dare to speak ill of me."

emperor:"……"

The emperor stood aside, looking slightly embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

The queen glanced at him and asked, "Isn't this your son?"

The emperor remained silent.

In a moment, Meng Tingyue felt that her previous cognition was overturned. The stern and taciturn emperor in her memory and the queen who was always picky and difficult for him became extremely unfamiliar, very different from the image in her memory.

The warm scene before him seemed like the most ordinary farmyard, and it didn't seem like something that would happen in a palace.

The eunuch went in to report.

The queen held Meng Tingyue's hand tightly from beginning to end, as close as a mother and daughter, and led her into the side hall.

"I don't know what your taste is, so I have asked the kitchen to prepare various dishes." The queen's words were full of kindness.

"My daughter-in-law is not picky about food. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." Meng Tingyue's eyes slowly swept across the table full of delicacies, and her heart was filled with unprecedented emotion and fear.

Although she didn't know why the emperor and empress's attitude was so different from that in her previous life, she really liked this kind of concern.

"You still call me Empress." The Empress glared at her.

"Mother."

The queen smiled brightly and said, "Come, try these dishes and see if they suit your taste."

Meng Tingyue opened her red lips slightly, tasted it briefly, and nodded with a smile, "Delicious."

The queen's eyes were even more gentle, "Since you like it, then eat more."

The queen took Meng Tingyue by the hand, asking her to try this dish and then that dish, and she was having a lot of fun.

The emperor and Shen Yunheng were left out.

Both of them noticed it, but didn't show any abnormality. They just continued to eat with calm expressions, as if everything was self-explanatory.

Meng Tingyue gradually discovered that the dishes in front of her had quietly all been replaced by her favorite cuisines.

Her eyes trembled slightly, and an imperceptible touch of emotion quietly crept into her heart. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the queen beside her who was always looking at her with a smile.

"But this dish is not to your liking?" asked the queen.

Meng Tingyue slowly shook her head, "It's delicious, thank you, mother."

Everything is left unsaid.

The dinner was very pleasant.

After dinner, the Queen took Meng Tingyue back to Fengyi Palace, while Shen Yunheng followed the Emperor to the Imperial Study to discuss matters.

Only after Shen Yunheng came out of the imperial study did the Queen reluctantly bid farewell to Meng Tingyue.

"If you are free on weekdays, you can come to the palace more often to talk to me." The queen held a snow-white little fox in her arms and watched her leave the bedroom.

Sitting in the carriage leaving the palace, Meng Tingyue was still a little dazed. Her eyes fell on Shen Yunheng, and the words of the Queen tonight emerged in her mind.

"Did your mother say anything to you?" Shen Yunheng frowned slightly when he saw Meng Tingyue's straightforward gaze.

Meng Tingyue quickly shook her head, "No, no."

In fact, the Queen told her a lot tonight, many of which were embarrassing things that happened to Shen Yunheng when he was a child.

For example, the first thing Shen Yunheng did after learning martial arts from his master was to climb a tree. After climbing the tree, he fell down and knocked out a tooth. Fortunately, it was too young and the tooth grew out later.

After that, he held a grudge against the tree. One time, he set fire to the tree in the middle of the night. The tree was in the imperial garden, and there was a flower bed next to the tree. The fire almost burned down the flower bed. It was discovered by patrolling soldiers and put out the fire in time.

After that, he was severely punished by the emperor.

Little Shen Yunheng was probably dissatisfied in his heart. One time, a palace maid found a hole cut in the emperor's boots. The queen suspected that little Shen Yunheng did it, but found no evidence.

The Queen said a lot of things during that hour, and Meng Tingyue's only thought after listening was that Shen Yunheng was extremely vengeful and liked to take revenge after things were over and no one remembered them, so that no one would suspect him.

"My queen mother loves to exaggerate things. Just listen to it casually and don't take it seriously," said Shen Yunheng.

Meng Tingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "I think my mother is a very good person, different from what I imagined."

Shen Yunheng looked at Meng Tingyue and motioned her to continue.

"People often say that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is like ice and fire. I originally thought that my mother would also..."

"You worry too much. Queen Mother is not the type to make things difficult for no reason." Shen Yunheng paused and added, "Queen Mother likes you very much."

After returning to the Prince’s Mansion.

Meng Tingyue only then realized that the waiter from Jinweilou had been there. Because she was not at home, Qingdian had to send him away.

"This is the letter from that fellow."

Qinglan handed a letter to Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue opened the letter and read it.

She immediately knew that what happened during the day had been heard by her uncle, and her uncle asked her to meet him at Jinweilou the next day.

"If I remember correctly, someone sent a note two days ago." Meng Tingyue thought thoughtfully.

Qing Dian nodded, "It's a post from Princess Luo Jia."

Meng Tingyue's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

If it was an invitation from an ordinary family, she could still find an excuse to decline, but she couldn't refuse this invitation from Princess Luojia.

Princess Luojia is the emperor's only princess and is quite favored. She always behaves unconventionally and her whereabouts are erratic.

Some time ago, Princess Luojia seemed to be traveling in another country and had not returned.

Qingdian and Qinglan also looked at each other in confusion. They also knew nothing about the princess's return.

Princess Luojia's temperament is as unpredictable as her whereabouts. Sometimes she is well-known to the world, and sometimes she is mysterious and unpredictable, making it impossible to guess.

Recalling the few interactions he had with Princess Luojia in his previous life, Meng Tingyue felt mixed emotions.

The princess's attitude towards her was difficult to describe in simple words - it was neither deep hatred nor dislike, but a subtle and complex emotion that she still couldn't guess.

She sighed slowly and shook her head.

Forget it, let’s just make the best of it.