Xu Qingmo didn't answer or linger. She turned around and left decisively.
Zhu Han was dragged away from the capital, carrying a heavy burden from Xu Qingmo. In fact, Xu Qingmo forgot to ask her, did she regret it?
Regretful, regretful that she met this man when she was young and carefree, regretful that she ran towards what she thought was the deepest love without leaving any escape route. If Xu Qingmo asked her, she would tell her without hesitation that she regretted it.
After the criminals were punished, came the rewards. The seventh prince bore the brunt of the punishment. The emperor praised a few words and gave some more rewards before giving up. Then came the He family, and finally Meng Hetong.
Meng Hetong had obtained the seal of the Marquis of Yongchang early on, but he had never taken the clear path. Now, Meng Hetong had the military merit of suppressing bandits, and there was no doubt that he would be the Marquis of Yongchang. After an imperial edict, he became the legitimate Marquis of Yongchang.
When they learned that Meng Hetong had succeeded in seizing the title, some people immediately went to have a drink with Meng Hetong. However, Meng Hetong, who always liked to go to restaurants and brothels, actually set up a table at home, treated them to a meal, drank wine, and accepted their congratulations. , and then sat in the yard alone in a daze.
Mrs. Meng was reciting sutras in the Buddhist hall. She was a little worried when she heard someone say that Meng Hetong had drunk wine and was sitting under a tree blowing in the wind. : "Brother, what are you thinking about?"
"Mother?" Meng Hetong was startled, and then looked at Mrs. Meng, "Why are you here?"
Mrs. Meng put a cloak on Meng Hetong and sat down next to him: "What are you thinking about?"
Meng Hetong shook his head: "I'm not thinking about anything!"
"Today you have officially ascended the throne and become the head of our Meng family. Do you feel uneasy?" Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Hetong and asked softly.
Meng Hetong paused, then shook his head: "No, this is something that my son should have done long ago. I have escaped for too long!"
Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Hetong and said nothing for a long time.
After a long time, Meng Hetong suddenly said: "Mother, how did you and father know each other back then?"
Mrs. Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Why, you have a girl you like?"
"without me……"
"Are you still lying to your mother?"
Meng Hetong lowered his head, a little embarrassed: "Forget it, forget it!"
"What kind of girl?" Mrs. Meng was a little curious.
This son of hers seems to be idle all day long, often going to brothels and theaters to play, but he is her son after all, and she still understands that over the years, she has not given him a wife. If you are willing, how can you mess around outside?
"Probably, she is the kind of girl that my mother won't like!" Meng Hetong said with some embarrassment.
"Oh? Tell me about it?"
"She is not the kind of gentle and sweet daughter. She is even a bit fierce. She is very beautiful. When she is not talking, she looks very dignified. But on weekdays, she is like a tigress with teeth and claws, very fierce..." Meng Hetong murmured.
Mrs. Meng just looked at Meng Hetong and smiled softly: "Obviously she has shortcomings, why do you still like her?"
Meng Hetong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Those are not shortcomings!"
"Those are shortcomings!" Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Hetong seriously, "It's just that in your eyes, those shortcomings are no longer shortcomings. Brother, you fell into the hands of that girl!"
Meng Hetong looked at Mrs. Meng for a long time, then smiled bitterly: "I know!"
"Now that you know, when are you going to marry her home?" It was rare for Madam Meng to see such a deflated Meng Hetong, and she looked at Meng Hetong with some interest, "Such a good girl, many people must be thinking about her!"
Meng Hetong lowered his head slowly, and even wanted to bury his head in the ground: "I don't dare..."
Mrs. Meng's smile became even stronger: "Why, is it possible that there is a family in the capital that our family cannot reach?"
Meng Hetong shook his head: "It's not about family status, it's just that I don't dare! I don't think she will agree, and neither will her parents and brothers. After all, I've been fooling around for a long time, how dare...how dare Extravagant hope..."
"Every family has its own way of begging for girls. Silly son, if you don't dare, she will be begged by other families sooner or later. If you like her, then fight for her. If you lose, it won't matter. If you win, it won't matter. , but I just hugged the beauty back!" Mrs. Meng patted Meng Hetong on the shoulder, "Brother, you have to understand the truth, you have to fight for everything, otherwise, you will regret it in the future!"
Meng Hetong didn't say anything, just looked at his hands in a daze.
Mrs. Meng didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
After walking far away, the maid came forward and asked, "Why did you leave just now?"
"What are you doing staying there?" Mrs. Meng laughed, "Like his father, he won't be confused for too long. What I have to do now is to prepare the betrothal gift. These things cannot be prepared casually. of!"
"Ah? The lady doesn't even know which family the girl is from?" The maid was a little panicked, "What if she is not a girl from a good family? Is it possible for the lady to agree to it?"
"You have a high family, a fierce temper, and a bad temper. Think about it, is there any girl in the capital who can afford the reputation of being fierce?" Mrs. Meng walked forward with a smile.
The maid is still a little confused. Among all the daughters' families in the capital, they are not generous, gentle and considerate. Where can I find such a fierce lady?
Just when the maidservant was puzzled, Mrs. Meng was so happy that she couldn't help but smile: "If I had known it was her, why would I have worried about it? Don’t go there anymore!”
"Madam, please stop hiding it and tell me which family the girl is from?" The maid became a little anxious and took Madam Meng's hand.
Mrs. Meng stopped and looked back at her maid: "Except for the daughter of the Ningyuan Hou family, who else can be called spicy?"
The maid suddenly realized: "It's Miss Xu we met before. No wonder I said that girl is beautiful! Isn't the Xu family girl beautiful? Her appearance is one of the best in the capital!"
"You!" Mrs. Meng smiled, "We have prepared this betrothal gift early. Whether this brat can get the girl to nod depends on whether he is so lucky!"
"But Madam, how do you know that she is the girl from the Xu family?" The maid was a little strange.
"Tell me, have you ever seen this brat? Who did he fight for?" Mrs. Meng thought of those nights when Meng and Tong searched the mountain. "He is really tempted!"
