"Ah, I'm so angry, so angry!"
Before Xihe could react, Meng Ao rushed in with a gust of wind: "Mom, you have to make the decision for your daughter...ah! I didn't mean it!" She covered her eyes and rushed out with a gust of wind.
Xihe raised his head and met Meng Yuchuan's eyes.
Xihe: "...this girl needs to be disciplined by grandma."
Meng Yuchuan deeply agreed: "That's how it should be." He let go of the big palm holding her hand, took two steps back, stared at the "Chrysanthemum Banquet" picture, and couldn't help but frown, "The brushwork is delicate and lifelike, the lady painted it so well very nice."
Xihe couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "What did I draw? This was clearly painted by you."
They didn't actually do anything just now, except that Meng Yuchuan had a rest for the day, and suddenly got interested in painting when he had nothing to do, and he insisted on dragging her along with him, saying that "red sleeves add fragrance".
As a result, he kept painting, and he said he wanted to teach her, so he half hugged her and held her hand while painting.
Who knew that Meng Ao suddenly ran in and saw it.
Xihe shook his head, thinking that this girl has been having a lot of fun lately and it's time to keep her skin tight.
She picked up the 'Chrysanthemum Banquet'. This painting depicts the scene of a family holding a chrysanthemum banquet in the mansion during the Double Ninth Festival last year.
It was night, and there was a full moon in the sky. The yard was filled with golden and red chrysanthemums. At a round table in the center, the old lady, Mrs. Lu and she were sitting, with smiles on their faces. They were looking at the people holding flowers in their hands. Meng Ao who wants to wear it for her brother.
The little girl smiled brightly, but Meng Huaiyu looked helpless.
Xihe's mouth curved, and then he went to look for Meng Yuchuan, but was stunned.
Everyone was attracted by little Meng'an's funny behavior, but Meng Yuchuan stared at her with his chin propped up.
Only then did she realize that in this painting, Meng Yuchuan always sketched out a charming image with just a few strokes when painting other people. Only she, the complicated headdress, the patterns on the clothes, and even the pearls on the embroidered shoes were lifelike... There was a smile on her lips. , looking at the playful children tenderly, with a beautiful profile.
Xihe's heart trembled, and an unspeakable heartbeat rose from the bottom of his heart.
"My wife is so heartless. She only cares about Huaiyu and the others, and doesn't even look at her husband. He stares so hard that his eyes are sore."
Meng Yuchuan's complaining and coquettish voice sounded from behind. Xihe was happy and rolled up the painting: "My husband is really good at rake. I don't know who it was last time. My wife stared at him in the crowd for a long time, but he was full of eyes." They are all pregnant concubines. Alas, I feel sorry for me sincerely..."
"Madam, you made a mistake for your husband!"
"However, this is also for the sake of giving birth to a heir as soon as possible, and as a husband, I have no choice but to do so."
In front of Xi He, Meng Yuchuan also spoke casually: "In recent years, when all the princes saw that Your Majesty has not established a prince, they all felt that they had a chance and jumped around in the court. Your Majesty was very angry and decided to educate a prince himself... Right Well, Your Majesty also recalled Xiao Jingnian, the second son of the deceased King Yu, from the imperial mausoleum."
Xihe was surprised: "Xiao Jamgnian?"
Isn’t that the male protagonist?
He has now left the imperial mausoleum and returned to the capital?
Meng Yuchuan thought she was surprised by the emperor's attitude, and nodded: "King Yu died less than half a year after arriving in the imperial mausoleum, and his eldest son also chose to throw himself into the lake because he couldn't stand the work, leaving only a daughter and a second son. Your Majesty's age When I got older, I felt a little soft-hearted, so I took the person back."
Xihe: "..."
If the emperor knew that his bloodline was eventually killed by Xiao Jamgnian, he would not know what he would think.
However, she has changed so many things, but the male protagonist still returns to the court. Will he become the regent and become an enemy of Meng Huaiyu?
The answer is obviously yes.
Because of King Yu's death, not only Meng Yuchuan intervened, but the Prime Minister's Office also intervened.
With the male protagonist's unyielding character, once he gains power, sooner or later he will confront the Meng Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It's just that this time it won't be so easy for him to bring down these two houses easily.
Suddenly, she remembered something:
"The imperial concubine's child should be one year old now, right?"
Meng Yuchuan recalled the news that often came from the palace and nodded: "Next month is the eighteenth prince's birthday."
Xihe: "..."
If your guess is correct, this child is the little puppet emperor who was later promoted to power by the male protagonist.
Then, it was almost time before the emperor suddenly died suddenly.
Since Xihe got the news, he kept paying attention secretly. As expected, it didn't take long for the emperor's sudden illness to be reported in the palace.
The whole capital was in chaos.
Ministers come to visit the Meng Mansion every day, and there are even people from the princes.
Meng Yuchuan was the chief minister of the cabinet and a close minister of the emperor. When the emperor had an emergency and the prince was not established, the ministers subconsciously came to him.
Xihe would ask him about his situation at night. When he found out that the emperor had taken too many pills, he was stunned.
This emperor... simply doesn't know how to write the word 'death'.
There is cinnabar in the elixir, and taking too much of it can kill you.
After hearing that all the Taoist priests had been beheaded, they felt a little sad. Wealth and honor were in danger. They should have known that such a day would come when they entered the palace.
"What are His Majesty's plans?"
she asked casually.
She remembered that according to the original plot, before the emperor died, the fourth prince who was thirty years old was appointed as the crown prince. After his death, the fourth prince became the emperor.
But this guy's fate was not good. He was so happy that he dragged his concubine Jiang Jiangjiang that night, and he was so excited...
Then chaos began in the court, with several princes fighting to the death. In the end, the male protagonist, who had secretly planned it long ago, stopped him and protected the eighteenth prince, who was only two years old, from becoming the emperor!
And the male protagonist, surrounded by ministers, became a regent with a heavy hand.
Meng Yuchuan frowned slightly: "Your Majesty...has been calling the late prince's name."
Xihe's heart skipped a beat. Meng Huaiyu was still under their knees. If the emperor knew about this... But thinking of the original plot, she comforted herself that it probably wouldn't be the case.
"Hahaha, my husband Huaiyu hasn't told you yet, right? He has decided to take the exam next year. With his talent and learning, he will definitely be in high school by then. Then our family will have a fifteen-year-old Jinshi!"
Meng Yuchuan couldn't help but laugh: "Huaiyu's talent, knowledge and mind are far beyond those of his peers. This is just like the former prince."
Xihe lay in his arms: "Well, when the time comes, he will become an official in the court and marry a wife of his choice. He will be safe and sound for the rest of his life. The late prince will definitely be happy to see him."
Meng Yuchuan patted her back and quickly recovered: "Yes."
Xihe got a satisfactory answer and his mood improved: "Fortunately, not many people know about this. Huaiyu can definitely... Oh no, my dad!"
Xihe suddenly sat up, his face turned pale.
"Where is my father now? He also knows Huaiyu's life experience!"
Meng Yuchuan was no longer calm, and his mind was spinning rapidly: "Your Majesty's condition has improved tonight. He ordered me to go back to his hometown to rest for one night and go back tomorrow morning. But my father-in-law..." His pupils shrank and he hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, "I'll go Lie down in the palace!"
