"Pregnant?!" Song Wenxiu's heart sank when she heard this, and she looked at her grandmother with wide eyes: "What are you talking about?" ”

With Meng Xilan's body, how could she be pregnant? Her body has already been injured, and it is estimated that there is no hope in this life.

The old lady saw that her face changed, and hurriedly said: "Niang Niang is angry, the old slave said the wrong thing." But...... Niangniang, as you just said, the concubine Niangniang's illness has no beginning and no end. It was fine a while ago, but after that, I hid and disappeared, so there must be a ghost in here. ”

Ghosts...... Song Wenxiu frowned sensitively.

"Queen Mother, you are the master of the main palace, if the concubine is pregnant, then your status will be lost." She is an old man who has taken care of her all the way from outside the palace, and all she remembers is her gain and loss.

Song Wen has been embroidered in the palace for so long, and she has not been favored, but fortunately, the emperor is quite attentive to her, and he will not brush her face in front of people, and he is also quite important to the master.

As long as the mother is willing to wait patiently, there will definitely be a chance to come out.

"No, it won't." Song Wenxiu lowered her head and thought about it, and finally shook her head, "If Meng Xilan is really pregnant, how can the emperor be so calm?" He must have rejoiced. ”

Not to mention anything else, based on Zhou Youchen's deep affection and love for Meng Xilan, if Meng Xilan is pregnant with his child and the imperial heir of the Northern Yan Kingdom, he will definitely tell the world.

The old lady listened to her words, but she had different thoughts, she looked at the master's expression carefully, and said in a thoughtful tone: "Niangniang, haven't you really been worried, if Meng ...... The concubine is pregnant, what should you do? ”

As the master of the East Palace, it is a great misfortune to have no favor, and if there is no queen, then it is destined to be a tragedy for a lifetime.

Song Wenxiu couldn't help but shudder when she heard this, why didn't she think about it, that had always been her worst worry.

"If Meng Xilan is really pregnant, then the palace can only let Xian."

Her tone was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

If Meng Xilan is pregnant, then her position as the queen can be regarded as the end.

Because, Zhou Youchen will never let Meng Xilan give birth to a child in the name of a concubine, he will give her the most honorable position, which is the position she is in now.

Is Meng Xilan really pregnant? Or a cold illness from the past? If she is really pregnant, it can only mean one thing, and that is that even God is helping her.

"...... As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens. We'll have to come up with a countermeasure sooner rather than later. ”

The old grandmother's words made Song Wenxiu instantly relieved, and she frowned and said, "Mama, don't make a fuss." There's no news from Cining Palace. ”

"Niangniang, the concubine Niangniang and you still have some friendship, so you must find a chance to find out what happened in Cining Palace? In this way, we can prepare early. The old lady said earnestly. She has lived most of her life. Although she hasn't seen much of the tricks in the palace, she is calculating and changing, but it's just those moves! Deceive, slander, frame, bite......

Song Wenxiu's face sank, her nails gently tapped on the tabletop, and a trace of darkness flashed in her quiet eyes. Should she make a move? Should we get to the bottom of it?

To be honest, because of all the things before, her relationship with Meng Xilan is much closer. If she makes a move, then it will inevitably make the relationship between the two deteriorate again. Is it worth it?

The old woman beside her looked at the master's tangled eyebrows, and was secretly anxious.

Niangniang, Niangniang, you are just too kind-hearted. Well, since you don't want to be a bad guy, let the old slave do something for you.

When Song Wenxiu's heart was about to move, Zhang Rong'er had been tortured to the point of madness by the secrets of Cining Palace.

At the beginning, she was just curious, wanting to know if Meng Xilan was sick, or what happened to her?

After that, she used divination to tell a fortune for Meng Xilan, and found that her life was a bad omen, and she would soon be worried about her life. Zhang Rong'er was extremely excited about such a result, if Meng Xilan died, she would be the first to applaud.

However, she waited and waited, and waited and waited, and she didn't wait for any news about Meng Xilan, not even a little bit of trivial things.

Zhang Rong'er's patience was exhausted little by little, and even her reason disappeared with her. She couldn't wait to know, what happened to Meng Xilan?

Just when she didn't know what to do, a big bold and unreasonable rumor reached her sensitive ears.

"Meng Xilan, that slut...... Is it really pregnant? ”

This rumor is too harsh, Zhang Ronger was shocked, but she actually believed it a little in her heart.

Maybe it's true...... After all, many people have said that giving birth to a woman is like walking away from the ghost gate, and there is more than luck!

Zhang Rong'er thought about it, and a weird smile suddenly appeared on her delicate face.

She suddenly got up and went to the side hall, which was entirely hers, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, not even approach.

Zhang Rong'er put some things there, some weird things, some things related to witchcraft.

Last time, when Song Wenxiu led people to search the palace, all she found was some fur, even if she was taken away, she didn't care.

Zhang Rong'er took out a thin black veil and covered herself from head to toe, and then, she knelt on the ground, a wicked smile on the corner of her lips, she closed her eyes, and said something indistinct. Then, she was facing the black unknown object in front of her, slowly swaying her body and dancing a strange dance.

This whole wacky process looks like some kind of sacrifice and prayer.

Suddenly, Zhang Rong'er slowly opened her eyes, and her dark pupils were full of resentment. She opened her lips lightly and said word by word: "Meng Xilan, I will spend the rest of my life cursing you endlessly!" As soon as she finished speaking, a cold wind came from her back, eerie and cold, like a response from hell.

……

Autumn is the harvest season, but unfortunately, the sky is not beautiful, and this year's harvest is not good, only three or four percent of previous years. As a result, the price of grain in the capital began to rise to an unbelievably high level.

In order to stabilize the people's hearts, the imperial court had to distribute official food on time, so that everyone was no longer panicked.

However, the most troublesome thing for Zhou Youchen at the moment is more than this.

In Anzhou, there was an outbreak of the epidemic without warning, and the severity of the epidemic was terrifying. Such a sinister thing happened once ten years ago. In order to prevent the epidemic from continuing to spread, Zhou Youchen must make decisions quickly, quickly dispatch the right people, and make the right measures. Moreover, everything has to be fast.

Bad things happened one after another, which made the people uneasy, and soon some boundless rumors of ghosts and gods spread in the city. At first, it was just some painless nonsense, but as it spread, those baseless nonsense began to become targeted.

Meng Xilan was once called the "demon concubine", just because she was clearly the woman of the first emperor, but she was by Zhou Youchen's side, and she was the only pet by Zhou Youchen's side.

Meng Xilan is so special, and this kind of misfortune once again gives others the opportunity to play on the topic.

When the rumors spread, Meng Xilan was once again named "demon" by people, and it was because of her existence that those bad things happened one after another.

At the beginning, Zhou Youchen didn't care much about this, but when these rumors became more and more intense, the anger in his heart became more and more fierce. What's even more excessive is that the people around Zhou Shirao are even above the court, admonishing Zhou Youchen, asking him to give up Meng Xilan and not damage the royal face for the sake of a woman.

If it was before, Zhou Youchen would not have been angry in the court for the sake of the overall situation. However, this was not that time, Meng Xilan was pregnant with their child, suffering from pain and anxiety every day.

He did not allow anyone to slander Meng Xilan in front of him.

Zhou Youchen's furious appearance really frightened many people, especially those timid and cautious Wenchen. However, Zhou Shirao was not frightened by him, but he saw something.

Zhou Youchen is rarely so excited, is that crazy rumor true?

"Your Majesty, the ministers are admonishing like this, and I also hope that the emperor will think twice. Now that the emperor is hopeless, the hearts of the ministers and the people are uneasy. Zhou Shipao deliberately stepped forward and arched his hand at Zhou Youchen: "Your Majesty, even if the concubine is so good, she will not be able to give birth to an heir for you after all!" ”

Zhou Youchen looked at the aggressive Zhou Shirao, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he slapped the table heavily: "Presumptuous!" As I said, you are not allowed to criticize the concubine. Meng Xilan is my woman, you all have the ability to come to me! ”

When Zhou Shirao saw him say such a thing, he snorted coldly in his heart, and only lowered his head and said: "The minister doesn't dare, the minister is just worried about the continuation of the royal bloodline." ”

Zhou Youchen's eyebrows moved imperceptibly when he heard this, and then he sneered: "Really? Does Uncle Huang really care so much? ”

"Of course ......"

Before Zhou Shirao's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhou Youchen, he raised his hand, suddenly stood up and said, "Okay, since you all think so much about me, then I will tell you a great news today." ”

He originally promised Meng Xilan to keep it a secret, but he really couldn't tolerate it, and they maliciously slandered Meng Xilan.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they secretly became nervous. Especially Meng Zhenglu, he was even more apprehensive, clenching his fists, for fear of hearing something bad.

Zhou Youchen glanced at everyone coldly, and then slowly spoke: "In order to protect the concubine, I shouldn't have announced this. However, today is a special day, and there are some things I can't help but say. The concubine has been four months pregnant and is now recuperating. There is no doubt that the child in the womb of the concubine is my child, and it is also the bloodline of the imperial heir that you have been looking forward to and looking forward to for a long time. ”