The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

"What did you say?"

Meng Zhanting, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up, his face full of shock.

He was resting at home today when he received a letter from Song Yu'er saying that she had something important to discuss and asked him to come over as soon as possible.

He hadn't expected it to be such a big deal; he was completely stunned, staring at Song Yu'er's flat stomach, unable to believe it was true.

"Brother Ting, I'm pregnant. I'm carrying our child," Song Yu'er repeated.

"Are you sure?" Meng Zhanting asked.

"Of course I'm sure. I haven't had my period for over a month, and I've been feeling nauseous lately. I have no appetite for anything. Brother Ting, have you forgotten what you did to me?" Song Yu'er said angrily.

Meng Zhanting explained, "I haven't forgotten. I didn't get pregnant so many times before, so how come I only got pregnant this time?"

"You mean I lied to you?" Song Yu'er's smile vanished completely.

Meng Zhanting said somewhat helplessly, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that we should at least have a doctor take our pulse to make a diagnosis. Did you have a doctor check on us?"

Song Yu'er was surprised and angry. "What are you thinking? I'm not married yet. If you ask a doctor to check my pulse to confirm whether I'm really pregnant, wouldn't that be the same as telling everyone that I, Song Yu'er, am pregnant out of wedlock?"

Meng Zhanting glanced at Song Yu'er, then lowered his gaze and remained silent.

Song Yu'er was extremely upset. She had thought that Meng Zhanting would be very happy to hear the news that she was pregnant, so she couldn't wait to send someone to deliver the message.

Her leg hadn't recovered yet; otherwise, she would have rushed to the general's mansion to tell Meng Zhanting.

“You once told me that we would have many, many children together, with boys like you who would protect the country and girls like me who would be learned and educated. When we get old, we would be surrounded by our children and grandchildren.”

She looked at Meng Zhanting, a hint of resentment rising in her heart, "Now that the child is here, why aren't you happy?"

Meng Zhanting remained silent.

He pondered, "Yes, why is he unhappy?"

Before, when he had Song Siyao by his side and was married, he wished he could be with Song Yu'er day and night, and he longed to have a bunch of children with Song Yu'er so that the children could play and frolic around them. He once thought that was the happiness he had always dreamed of.

But now, he doesn't seem to crave it as much.

Song Siyao's face suddenly popped into his mind. Song Siyao had never smiled at him, but she had smiled at Shen Pei once from afar.

If Song Siyao were the one with his child now, how wonderful that would be?

Meng Zhanting suddenly looked up, startled by the thought that had crossed his mind. How could he have such a thought? Song Siyao was his enemy.

Seeing Meng Zhanting's expression, Song Yu'er gave a cold smile, "You miss Song Siyao, don't you?"

No one knows Meng Zhanting better than Song Yu'er.

"No." Meng Zhanting certainly didn't dare to admit it.

Song Yu'er said sarcastically, "Meng Zhanting, you are really ungrateful. Before, when you married Song Siyao, you were always thinking of me. Now that you've separated from Song Siyao and are with me, you're thinking of Song Siyao again. What kind of person are you? I'm starting to wonder if I misjudged you back then."

The Meng Zhanting before me had lost his former vigor and spirit, and his whole demeanor had become dull and lifeless.

She was somewhat disappointed.

But she now has no way out but to hold on tightly to Meng Zhanting.

Meng Zhanting did not answer Song Yu'er's question. He stood up and said emotionlessly, "I will marry you. I will go back to my residence now to discuss the wedding date with my parents."

After Meng Zhanting left, Song Yu'er grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it on the ground, shouting, "Xi Lan!"

Xilan quickly stood in front of her, "Miss, this servant is here."

"Go and find out what Song Siyao is planning to do recently," Song Yu'er instructed.

"Yes, ma'am."

Song Yu'er's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. "Song Siyao, if you won't let me have an easy time, you won't have an easy time either!"

Upon returning to his residence, Meng Zhanting immediately went to see his parents.

When Madam Meng heard that Song Yu'er was pregnant, she looked disgusted and said, "She's pregnant before she's even married into the family. It's shameful."

"Mother!" Meng Zhanting cried out, "She is carrying the Meng family's child."

"Are you so sure she's carrying the Meng family's child?" Old Madam Meng asked casually.

"Mother! You shouldn't speak ill of your own son like that!" Meng Zhanting said angrily.

Madam Meng Er realized that her words were somewhat inappropriate, so she changed her words, "You can enter the mansion if you want, but there will be no bride price."

"Mother, the bride price was agreed upon when we got engaged." Meng Zhanting felt it would be a loss of face not to give a bride price when getting married, but he couldn't give too much either, because he didn't have any.

Madam Meng snorted coldly, "Song Yu'er's mother is still in jail. We've already done her a favor by not breaking off the engagement. She still wants a bride price? Dream on. Go tell her that there's no bride price. If she's willing to marry into the family, we'll choose an auspicious date. If she's not, then forget it. Anyway, her belly is getting bigger every day. She's the one who's worried, not us."

Luo, who was serving nearby, was utterly astonished when she heard these words. She thought to herself that Song Siyao was really lucky to have escaped such a family of in-laws.

As for Song Yu'er, this is the retribution she deserves.

“Mother, how can you marry a woman without giving a bride price? People will laugh at you if they find out.” Meng Zhanting was a man who cared about his reputation.

"Marry her? She's pregnant before marriage, seduced her own brother-in-law, and has a mother in prison. How can she be your wife? She can only be a concubine!" Old Madam Meng shouted.

Meng Zhanting didn't expect his mother to change her attitude so quickly. "Mother, it was agreed that Song Yu'er would become my wife when we were engaged."

Madam Meng said sternly, "At most, she can only be a secondary wife. Ting'er, I'm doing this for your own good. Your wife must be someone who can help your career. Song Yu'er has nothing now, so why should she take the position of a wife for nothing?"

Meng Zhanting remained silent. He was now just a lowly soldier in the capital's guards. Only by marrying a woman from a prominent family could he regain his footing.

Moreover, back when he and Song Siyao were still together, he promised Song Yu'er that she would be his second wife.

Therefore, he cannot be considered to have broken his promise.

"Alright, it's decided then." Madam Meng said with concern, "You must be tired, go back and rest. As for replying to the letter..."

Her gaze fell on Luo Shi, "Third son's wife, you go."

"What the hell?" Luo Shi, who was watching the show, suddenly heard Madam Meng Er calling her, and she felt like the sky had fallen.

"Now you're in charge of everything in the manor. If not you, then who should go?" Old Madam Meng said forcefully.

Luo had no choice but to give in, "Yes, I'll go right away."

Meng Zhanting did not refute it. He had no objection to whoever spread the message, as long as it wasn't him.

He couldn't face Song Yu'er; he didn't want to see her.

How did the person you once loved, whom you wanted to be with every day, become someone you now find repulsive?

By the time Madam Luo returned from the Song residence, it was already dark.

Song Siyao learned of this news the next day.

Hongshao told her about it as gossip.

She paid no attention to Song Yu'er because Song Yu'er was not worthy of being her opponent.