Wen Qiyan stood in the corridor, wearing a light-colored long skirt becoming more slender, with tears in her eyes and a pale face.

"Sister Yan." Mrs. Changping Hou was helpless, stepped forward, pulled Wen Qiyan to sit on the chair under the corridor, and said earnestly, "It has reached this point, and my mother won't hide it from you. The Liu family is indeed going to marry you."

"Mother, my daughter doesn't want to marry..."

"The Changping Marquis' Mansion cannot break its trust. If the Liu family starts to make trouble, it will not be able to block the mouth of Youyou."

Wen Qiyan looked at Mrs. Changping Hou in a daze, sniffed, and said, "But my daughter has never seen the eldest son Liu. My daughter can no longer pretend to be others. Mother, I heard that the Liu family is just a small county magistrate. The third and fourth sisters are both adults. Why not let the Liu family choose one to marry me?"

"Sister Yan!" Mrs. Changping Hou interrupted Wen Qiyan's words, "The Liu family is the one who wants you."

Wen Qiyan gritted her teeth, and a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes in her eyes, but she quickly said, "How could the Liu family name a name at this critical moment and want to marry me?"

Mrs. Changping Hou did not think about this matter carefully, but felt that she must have taken a fancy to the status of the Changping Hou Mansion. The eldest son of a seventh-rank county magistrate married the daughter of the Hou Mansion, which was already a high-ranking star.

"Sister Yan, for the sake of this, we can only decide your marriage as soon as possible. We cannot delay any further. One day, people from the Liu family will be hired."

Then everyone knows that Wen Qiyan's reputation will be ruined. Who can still marry her?

The wife of Changping Hou was not angry, but the Liu family seized the handle of Changping Hou Mansion, so that people could not find a mistake. What can we do?

When Wen Qiyan heard this, she immediately looked at Mrs. Changping Hou, "Mother, my daughter just wants to marry Lord Mu."

"The emperor has responded to the matter of the Mu family returning to Beijing, and he will be able to return to Beijing soon." Wen Rufeng rushed over with a step.

Wen Qiyan was ecstatic.

But Wen Rufeng's face was not very good, and she was even a little cold. "This matter was reported by Mu Heng himself. The emperor now values ​​Mu Heng very much and has agreed that he will decide Mu Heng's future marriage. Sister Yan, take advantage of the fact that the Liu family has not been forced too much, find a suitable candidate as soon as possible, and make a decision."

With a stiff smile on his face, Wen Qiyan stared at Wen Rufeng in a daze, "How could it be?"

Why did Mu Heng beg the emperor to ask the Mu family to return to Kyoto? Why didn’t there be any news before?

This is too sudden.

"Why did Lord Mu do this?" Mrs. Changping Hou was also a little surprised. She had been hesitating whether to persuade Changping Hou to report this matter in the past few days, but she did not want to be taken first by Mu Heng.

Wen Rufeng shook his head, "This matter is indeed a bit strange. Mu Heng's reaction was too fast. Mu Heng asked for a report in public, and the emperor agreed immediately and praised Mu Heng a lot."

This shows that Emperor Nanliang has always had this idea, but he did not encounter a suitable opportunity. If the Marquis of Changping mentioned it, taking advantage of the situation of Emperor Nanliang's mood and taking advantage of the situation, Emperor Nanliang would most likely agree.

But who expected Mu Heng to say it in front of all civil and military officials. Because General Mu was unwell, Mu Heng wanted to show filial piety and resign from his official position. Emperor Nanliang first scolded him, and then said that Mu Heng was good at abilities and was at the time of serving the court, and finally responded to Mu Heng.

Wen Rufeng was also in the court at that time and was stunned on the spot. He watched Mu Heng say these words and gained a good reputation.

Wen Qiyan's eyes moved slightly, "Can it be that there is alert there?"

"Sister Yan, you can't talk nonsense. Maybe it's just a coincidence that how outsiders can know about our house?"

Mrs. Changping looked at Wen Qiyan's suspicious look and couldn't help but persuade her. Wen Qiyan tightly pursed her lips, "What's the use of returning to the Mu family to Beijing? Lord Mu will not marry me."

Wen Rufeng glanced at her sister. It was already this time, and she was still thinking about Mu Heng, and her face was a little darker.

"I might as well tell you that Mr. Liu is an incompetent and weak man. He is still in the imperial examination in his twenties. He is a white man, not even as good as the concubine of the Liu family. Mrs. Liu is not a good person to get along with. If you continue to be obsessed with, you will still be the one who practices."

Wen Qiyan's face suddenly turned white and her throat tightened, "Brother?"

"Your brother is telling the truth. I have met Mr. Liu just now. He is indeed a man who cannot help. He is soft and cannot be used. Lord Mu, you should just die as soon as possible. I will choose one for you as soon as possible."

When Wen Qiyan heard her mother say the same thing, she was really panicked and held the sleeve of Mrs. Changping Hou's sleeve, "Mother..."

Everything was well arranged, how could it change again in a blink of an eye? Wen Qiyan took all her efforts to start from the Mu family.

Unfortunately, all the plans were disrupted.

"Sister Yan, the Changping Marquis' Mansion cannot be trustworthy. You are not young anymore. It's time to take responsibility. If Lord Mu likes you too, my mother will prepare a dowry for you immediately. Sister Yan, it's not sweet to make me feel forced."

Wen Qiyan's mouth froze, she let go of her hands in disappointment, and suddenly she tightly covered her chest, her throat felt sweet, and she let out a mouthful of blood, and her body fell on the railing.

"Sister Yan!"

This scared Mrs. Changping Hou and supported Wen Qiyan, "Hurry, go and invite the imperial physician!"

Soon the imperial physician came and treated Wen Qiyan. His brows were tightly furrowed and his face was sober. Mrs. Changping felt uneasy.

"Imperial Doctor, what's the situation with the little girl?"

The imperial physician sighed, "Ms. Wen is depressed, and his anger is causing his heart to be attacked. His body is too weak. If this continues, Miss Wen's body will be deficient."

Mrs. Changping Hou was tense and saw the imperial physician prescribe some warm and tonic prescriptions, murmured, and accumulated in her heart.

When the imperial physician left, Wen Rufeng stepped forward, "Mother?"

"What a sin!" Mrs. Changping Hou rubbed her eyebrows, her tone filled with helplessness.

"Mr. Mu..."

Wen Qiyan was still muttering these three words in her mouth, tears slid from the corners of her eyes, and her hands tightly clutched the quilt.

Seeing this, Mrs. Changping Hou was angry and helpless, "Do not care whether it succeeds or not, give your face and try the interview. If it fails, you can only let your sister marry far away."

"But Mu Heng is not a person who is easy to talk to, and may not be willing to agree to this marriage. If he had agreed, he would have agreed long ago. Why wait until today? I have checked the horse racing that day. Mu Heng has no official duties at all, so he deliberately avoided it."

"It has come to this point. I can't watch your sister continue to torture myself. Feng'er, I'm just such a daughter."

Mrs. Changping Hou's tone was a little humble, and she was a strong mother, so she turned a blind eye to it. Mrs. Changping Hou really couldn't bear it.

Wen Rufeng couldn't say anything when he reached his mouth, so he could only nod. This was his sister he had been spoiled since childhood, so how could he give up easily?

"I listen to my mother."

September in a blink of an eye

The hot summer has passed and the weather has become much cooler. Wei Jing squinted his eyes and held an lonely book in his hand, looking very comfortable.

"I don't know where the people are."

It's almost two months old, so I should have returned to Beijin. I don't know how Xiao Zhan is in Beijin.

Liu Yue was stunned and looked at Bihong in confusion. However, Bihong knew it clearly and smiled slightly, "I guess it's going to be soon. If I go fast, I should have arrived at the city."

Wei Jing turned his eyes and looked at Bihong, his little face turned red unconsciously. He cleared his throat, coughed a few times before turning his head and ignored Bihong's joking eyes.

"Miss, Concubine Shu is not feeling well today. The emperor issued an order to let you enter the palace as soon as possible." Biqing hurried into the door.

Wei Ji's eyelids twitched. Before he could think too much, he immediately changed his clothes and hurried into the palace. In Yikun Palace, there were indeed many imperial doctors waiting.

I don’t know who shouted, Miss Wei Qi came, and the palace maid next to Concubine Zheng Shu immediately greeted him, “Miss Wei, the Empress is waiting inside.”

"Get in quickly."

When he entered the door, he smelled a faint smell of blood. Wei Jing's heart sank, and he had an unknown premonition. When he approached the couch, he saw Concubine Zheng wearing a white shirt lying on the collapse, with her little face turned pale. When he saw Wei Jing, he seemed to see a living Bodhisattva.

"Hurry, take a look for me, and I must keep the little prince."

Mo Yue's lower abdomen was slightly raised, and Wei Jing bent down and knelt on the collapse, put his fingertips on Zheng Shufei's wrist, and suddenly frowned.

"How about the little prince?" Zheng Shufei asked coldly.

It took a long time later Wei Jing to say, "The Empress is relaxed, and the little prince is not in trouble for the time being, but the empress's emotions are too excited and will affect the child in her belly."

When Concubine Zheng heard Wei Jing say this, she breathed a sigh of relief and softened her voice, "Wei Jing, I want you to keep this baby, and you must not make any mistakes."

"My daughter must do her best!" Wei Jing cleaned her hands, took a silver needle to protect the fetus for Concubine Zheng Shu, and wrote another prescription, "So she should be taken as soon as possible, someone must be guarded, and you can't leave anyone for a moment."

When Zheng Shufei heard this, she asked the most trusted palace maid around her to go there, gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "Two hours ago, I suddenly felt abdominal pain. The imperial physician said that it is extremely difficult to save the child in the abdomen. Tell me the truth, can I save this child in my palace?"

Wei Gui looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice, "It's indeed a bit dangerous, my daughter will do her best."

Concubine Zheng gritted her teeth, "As long as I can save the little prince, I will do my best, just do it."

Wei Jing held his breath, pinched a silver needle with two fingers, and pierced several pulses of Concubine Zheng Shu. Concubine Zheng was so painful that she offended her body. She curled up and gritted her teeth and refused to scream. Wei Jing sighed, but she didn't expect that Concubine Zheng Shu, who was usually weak, was actually a strong person.

Half an hour later, a bowl of thick soup was brought up. Concubine Zheng glanced at it and drank it without hesitation. The pain in her body suppressed the bitter taste.

"hiss!"

Concubine Zheng took a deep breath, relieved it for a while before relieving the pain. After waiting for a while, the little palace maid said that the emperor was here.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bright yellow color came into his eyes. Emperor Nanliang strode forward and sat on the collapse, "Love Concubine, how are you?"

"Your Majesty, I'm so scared." Concubine Zheng sniffed, becoming more and more weak. She looked weak and embarrassed, but Concubine Zheng could arouse people's desire to protect her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here, I'm beloved, you'll be fine." Emperor Nanliang patiently coaxed him a few words, and Concubine Zheng's emotions gradually calmed down.

Emperor Nanliang raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Jing who was beside him. Wei Jing suddenly had his back tense, "My daughter pays me a blessing to the emperor."

"No gifts, you must take good care of Concubine Shu and protect the Dragon Secret. I will be rewarded with great rewards!" Emperor Nanliang's thick voice could not tell his joy or anger, but Wei Shi always felt something was wrong.

"Yes, my daughter must do her best."

Emperor Nanliang nodded lightly, stood up and left, and took a meaningful look at Wei Jing before leaving.

After a busy afternoon, Wei Shi was already wet and the sky was getting darker. Wei Shi went to the side hall to change into clean clothes.

"Miss Wei, the emperor, please come here as soon as possible."

Wei Jing nodded.

The partial hall of the government office

Wei Jing stepped into the hall gate with one foot and felt a sense of oppression. Wei Jing softened his body and knelt on the ground, "My daughter pays homage to the emperor."

After waiting for a while, Emperor Nanliang spoke, "How confident are you to protect this baby of Concubine Shu?"
To be continued...