Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

"Brussels?!" Wei Chuhua's voice rose suddenly, and Sheng Jiayan would not be so cruel.

The maid nodded: "Not only that, when the slave-maid entered, the house was in a mess, and even the veil hanging on the bed fell to the ground. Ms. Meng was a hard temper, would you really start with Sheng Gongzi?"

The pond under the gallery reflected a sparkling drop on the red column, and Wei Chuhua was wearing a pair of thin eyebrows: "Then I really hurt her."

The maid quickly persuaded: "Sister, don't worry, if that's the case, let's make up for Meng Meng."

"How to make up?"

The maid was close to Wei Chuhua's ear, and the master and servant whispered for a while.

...

In the imperial city, the queen under the mother was sitting on the Arhat bed.

Over the years, the battles in the harem and the courts have polished her eyebrows finely, with a round face and thin eyebrows. She flipped through the booklet handed over by the person below, and frowned a little invisible: "How many days have you been concubine Zhao Guiying with you?"

Aunt Lan Wu nodded: "Yes girl, the emperor was sick last night, the first thing was to call the girl concubine to go."

"Prince knows this?"

Lan Wu gave a meal and shook his head: "The Crown Prince has been busy with Lushou County for a few days.

"Humph--" The Queen smiled coldly: "What kind of doppelganger is awkward, he doesn't know how many pounds or a few kilograms of the house? It's been idle all day long. The palace has been planning for him for many years. Now there are still wolves and tigers. Sheng Jiayan is in the DPRK. Pressing step by step in the hall, now even the concubine Zhao dare to come to the palace to get his head up."

She was anxious and coughed violently. Lan Wu hurriedly calmed her down and comforted her in a low voice: "My mother-in-law is so relieved, how did Zhao Guifei get favored, her family's family is also not on the table. The sentence is not good. After the emperor has gone for a hundred years, she can fight with you. What? The ministers in the hall joined forces to pressure, and they were afraid that she would not succeed as a concubine Zhao? The lady who needs to pay attention now is the regent king who is covered by one hand. The manpower we sent several times wanted to contact the ministers, but they were all He stopped. The Regent seems like a man with hands and eyes, and he can't escape his eyes. It is really a big deal."

"Why don't you know this palace? Although there are so many chess pieces in the back of your hand, none of them will come in handy at the critical moment!" The queen used qingqing melon slices to shun her lungs, hatefully.

"Did the lady forget that one? She also sent a letter to the palace yesterday, if the lady reused her. By that time, not only the regent king's reputation was damaged, even the concubine Zhao couldn't stand it."

The queen glanced at her and whispered, "She's nothing more than a woman named Meng next to the regent. What kind of maid does the maid need to pay attention to?"

"You can't do that, but you rarely go out of the palace and don't know about it, but the slaves know it. This Meng family has been with the regent for many years, and no one knows her origin. No one knows how she came to the palace. Yes, only people know that she grew up with the Regent, and although her identity is a maidservant to the outside world, but—"Lan Wu's lips lined up with a full arc, and her beautiful face lifted slightly: "A maidservant goes in and out of the capital Sit together with the Regent, eat and wear more than our Princess Changning. This is not something an ordinary maidservant should have."

A bit of doubt finally appeared in the Queen’s eyes, and Lan Wu added another sentence: “I heard that Meng’s has a shocking posture, and the slave-servant had the opportunity to see both sides. Although she always wore a veil, she glanced at that time. The slave-maid has been deeply impressed. Especially the eyes, which I never forgot to see. And outsiders have said that she will not kill. When she is present, the regent king will be difficult to be assassinated. Although I don’t know whether it is rumored, but she There are many secrets in this person. The mother may wish to believe it once. After all, the weakness of the Regent is hard to find, so it is easy for such a person to appear, why not give it a try?"

Meng Xuqi has seen this queen. At the previous banquet in the palace, she always attended the palace with the regent. He rarely speaks a few words, and he is considered to be a person with a relatively low sense of existence. I still remember the end of a palace banquet, and the killer arranged by the queen was ambushed on the way. She calculated that the Regent only brought a maid this time, and wanted to kill him on the spot.

But the people who went to assassinate died without exception. Even if the Regent Wang Wugong is even higher, how can he make dozens of assassins at the same time? That time he carried only Meng Shi alone. Within a few days, the two appeared in front of the queen in a safe and sound state, and even the queen began to wonder whether the Regent had any extraordinary talents. She considered it more and more, and felt more and more articles inside. Recalling the news she received yesterday, the eyeliner she arranged to go was a problem with Meng's eyes.

It doesn’t look like a blind person, what’s the problem...

Not only is the queen thinking about this issue, but even Zhao Guifei, who is on the other side, is also thinking about it.

She pinched a note exactly like the one the queen got, and sat on the seat frowned.

King Xiang, who was born by her, came to please please see her, frowning and asking a few reasons. In the evil beauty of King Xiang’s life, a pair of peach eyes always have a smile, inheriting the tenderness of Princess Gui Gui and the fortitude of the old emperor. Over the years, he has been obscured, and he did not stand up when Sheng Jiayan was fiercely arguing with the prince. As if he really didn't care about the throne, only his mother-in-law did.

"What's wrong with the mother princess?" King Xiang leaned heavily on the chair, reaching for a piece of sweet Sydney and putting it in his mouth.

Seeing that her son did not trim the borders, Zhao Guifei only blamed a sentence: "Sit in a sitting position, seen by your father and emperor and asking you to be a soft bone that can't support it." Then she put aside the paper in her hand: "It's nothing. The maid's business. By the way, how are you making friends with the Wei's son?"

King Xiang took the wet veil handed over by the court lady, and did not forget to gently touch it on the back of the court lady's fine white hand. The court lady receded with blush, and he slowly said, "That's the matter. He agreed to pick him up when he came to Beijing."

Concubine Zhao nodded, Zhu Cui shook her head, and her disdainful voice came out from Zhu Lip: "If you don't see his father as the regent's confidant, why should my son be condescended to pick him up, really exalted him. "

King Xiang didn't take it seriously: "Children felt that this person was thoughtful and had no problem in making friends. And most importantly, he was different from his father. He didn't seem to be loyal to Sheng Jiayan."

After listening to it, Zhao Guifei sighed heavily: "Wei Zhen has been an official for a long time, and he is very humane. He doesn't listen to anyone except the regent's words. Such a person who is so insulting and humiliated, is so perverted to the regent, not really to us. It’s a good thing. His son is young and lacks experience, otherwise he won’t be coaxed by you in a few words.”

King Xiang raised his eyes and looked at his mother-in-law, throwing away her pal, and smiled: "If the mother-in-law is so sad, she will not bring good news today."

"Can you have any good news." Zhao Guifei took a bite of bitter tea disapprovingly, and stretched her hand to press her brow and rubbed it gently.

"That Wei Zixi's epistles mentioned vaguely that Sheng Jiayan was living in Weizhou, Yangzhou with several servants."

"嘁——" Zhao Guifei sneered, not taken seriously: "He comes and goes freely, your father and emperor indulge him, even if he is really not in the capital, what can we do with him. Now above the court , He said, who dares to come back to refute."

"Then if there is a prince, is there Lin's family with him?" Xiang Wangsheng smiled, his peach blossom eyes narrowed with yin.

Zhao Guifei's tea cup fell to the ground, and she opened her beautiful eyes: "Are you, his business at the Charing family?"

King Xiang nodded: "Meng Changting handed things over to Lin Gaoshan at that time. It should be noted that once this thing falls into the hands of Sheng Jiayan, it will be difficult for us to pull it back to another city."

"Impossible..." Zhao Guifei murmured: "This matter has passed so long, and at that time Sheng Jiayan was young, he shouldn't have known it."

"In that case, the maidservant next to him is Meng Changting's orphan, how do you explain it?" King Xiang stepped closer to his mother's concubine. At this time, the whole person was like a fierce knife, which was shining horrifyingly. chill.

Concubine Zhao clenched the corner of the table until her fingertips turned white: "If this is the case, no one can stay."

"If Sheng Jiayan is interested in protecting the Lin family, then this can explain why none of the killer assassins we sent before came back alive. Wei Zixi mentioned in the letter that the Lin family will leave for the country in a few days. Once in the country, It’s difficult for us to reach out again."

At first, Gui Guifei's breathing was short, and now she gradually calmed down. Her eyes were a little bit murderous. Her cold Zhu Cui refracted a lingering light, only to hear her calm down--

"After so many years, it is time we made a break."

Zhao Guifei's eyes fell on the side paper, and she smiled coldly.

...

On Weifu's dinner table, Meng Eqian watched Sheng Jiayan slowly using chicken porridge, and she kept talking.

Since that time, Mo Chunfeng asked her: "What the **** did you do with Wang Ye that night?"

After thinking for a while, Meng Yuqi seriously replied: "The prince taught me to read the Daode Jing for one night."

That being said, Meng Eqi can't deceive himself. She always wanted to seize Sheng Jiayan and ask for a clear understanding, but Sheng Jiayan's attitude was uncommon, as if there was nothing wrong with it. This made her want to speak, but it was difficult to speak.

They finally waited for Mo Chunfeng to finish them. Sheng Jiayan seemed to deliberately wait for Meng Qiqi and slowed down. After all the people left, he glanced indifferently: "Do you have something to think about?"

Meng Yingqi stunned, and then blushed. She held her chopsticks tightly. After holding it for a long time, she finally asked—

"You won't hold me accountable?"