What the Marquis of Zhennan asked Fu to do was that between two and three quarters of an hour after the banquet started, several carts of fine wine from the capital would be delivered to the east gate of the palace, where Luo Zhongshu, the Prime Minister of Guanglu Temple, would check

Receive wine.

After Mrs. Fu heard about it, she took Meng Yue to take a look at Luo Zhongshu from a distance.

At this time, the prince will be led to appear nearby. As long as the prince sees Meng Yue and Mrs. Fu quickly takes Meng Yue back, her mission will be completed.

The prince was already drunk, and when he saw the mature and beautiful Meng Yue, who looked like a concubine, he was obsessed with lust, and if nothing else happened, he would definitely send someone to follow her...

Rather than letting the emperor see Meng Yue, Concubine Zhao and others are more willing to let the prince see it. If the prince cannot control himself and causes a big disaster, it will not only prevent the emperor from seeing Prince Ping and Concubine Qu, but also hit the Chengguo Palace.

It can attack the prince. If the emperor is unwilling to endure it any longer, it would be better to just depose the prince.

This arrangement can also minimize the Meng family's suspicion of Fu. Even if they blame her, Fu just listened to Cheng Guo Gong and did bad things with good intentions. She will be punished for her carelessness, but she will not lose the love and love of Cheng Guo Gong.

The title of Mrs. Cheng Guo...

Mrs. Fu gritted her teeth with hatred. The old man and the old lady were not dead yet, and Meng Cimo and his wife were trying to find something to do with them, so they couldn't wait to let themselves take this step. With their status and good reputation in the Duke's Mansion for so many years,

It is very likely that he was greatly affected by this incident.

They didn't fulfill their promise and didn't kill or maim Meng Cimo, so why should they let themselves take this risk?

But she didn't dare not do it...

Just as Mrs. Fu was thinking about it, Meng Yue walked in carrying a tray.

"Is mom feeling better? I specially asked the girl to cook some rice porridge, which is refreshing, and mom can drink some."

If she were at home, she would cook porridge with her own hands.

Fu shook her head and said, "It's disgusting. I don't want to eat it."

Meng Yue put the tray on the table next to the small bed and advised, "There are yam in the porridge, mother, eat less."

She lifted Mrs. Fu up and leaned on the bedside, feeding Mrs. Fu one spoonful at a time.

Seeing Meng Yue like this, Mrs. Fu felt a little softer in her heart. If that happened, she would have a Heli status and would not be qualified to enter the palace. However, her grandfather had fought for the Jin Dynasty in the east and in the west.

Meng Ling, who was respected by the emperor, might not make an exception for the sake of the old man.

However, since she has such a face and enters the palace in such a way, neither the emperor nor the queen mother will treat her well. She is soft-tempered and simple, and I don’t know how long she can survive there...

But thinking of the threat from Zhennan Marquis and Meng Cimo, who had been against her since childhood, Fu's heart hardened again.

Mrs. Fu reluctantly drank half the bowl of porridge and pushed the bowl away.

She closed her eyes and said to Meng Yue, who was sitting by the bed, "Somehow, my mother feels more and more ill. I don't know how long she can live."

Tears welled up in Meng Yue's eyes, "Mother..."

Mrs. Fu held Meng Yue's hand and said, "Mother knows that you are filial, so I just said that. Alas, you have been kind and simple since you were a child. Among the several children, you are the one I am most worried about. This morning, I also talked to

Your father talked about your marriage..."

Meng Yue's face was as red as rouge, "Mom, I don't want to get married again, I've had enough."

Mrs. Fu squeezed her hand tighter, "I know you are scared. Alas, when I betrothed you to Huang Cheng, my mother took a fancy to his family status, talent, and appearance, and she also specifically inquired about him.

Temper and temperament. Who would have thought that the old godly woman would be so bad... Because my mother looked away, my father-in-law and Cimo complained a lot about me, thinking that I, the stepmother, deliberately pushed my stepdaughter into the fire pit..."

Meng Yue said hurriedly, "Mom, I know you are sincerely doing good for me. I have explained it to my grandfather, grandmother, and Cimo."

Mrs. Fu sighed, "Is your explanation useful? Not to mention them, even your father complained about me. It's not easy to be a stepmother. I really died unjustly." As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and she added,

"This Mr. Xiao Luo your father said is very good. He is a Jinshi and his younger brother. He has only one daughter. Although he is a few years older, he will love others when he gets older. I heard that his elders are gentle and he has a good temper. Your father asked

I'll take you to see him when I get the chance. If you're satisfied, even better; if you're not, it's considered a job."

After saying that, he looked at Meng Yue earnestly.

Meng Yue lowered her head when Mrs. Fu looked at her, bit her lip, and after thinking for a moment, she raised her head with red eyes and said, "Mom, I promise to think about it. I still don't want to get married again, I just think about it for my mother's sake."

Fu Shi said earnestly, "Silly boy, I can't say enough. If Mr. Xiao Luo is really good, just agree to it. A person's life is long. Your father and I died, Xin'er remarried, and Ci Mohe

The people Ciyu cares about most are their wives and children, who can you rely on? You can't let your father and I die in peace."

Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of concern and her tone was soft. Meng Yue was embarrassed and moved, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She even swallowed, "Mom, I know you love me. I've always known it."

Mrs. Fu stretched out her hand to comb her hair and said with a smile, "Silly girl, you are the daughter I brought up since childhood. Of course I feel sorry for you..."

The two were chatting softly, and suddenly a man's voice came from outside, "The Ministry of Internal Affairs has sent wine. It's at the east door of the palace. Mr. Luo will hand over the wine there. Let's go and see if we can ask for some."

A few sets of footsteps faded away.

Fu smiled and said, "Master Xiao Luo is one of the officials in charge of the banquet. He must be the Master Luo they are talking about. I feel better, so let's go out and see him from a distance. Ruo Yue'er really doesn't like him.

Never mind."

Meng Yue's face turned red and she didn't want to, "Mom, it's not good."

"What's wrong? In many families, both men and women see each other before they get engaged. Even at various flower banquets, unmarried men and women are allowed to see each other first, and then they can get married once they see each other in the eye. We just go out for a walk and take a look from a distance.

, it’s a coincidence.”

Meng Yue was still unwilling. The old Duke, Cheng Guogong, Meng Cimo, and Mrs. Fu all warned her again and again that she was absolutely not allowed to go near the palace and could not be seen by the emperor.

"Mom, aren't you going to let me get close to that yard?"

Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "Silly boy, let's not go to the front. Don't tell me that that person won't come out now. Even if he comes out, he will go through the main entrance in front."

Meng Yue had no choice but to help her put on her clothes, and the two of them walked out of the tent together.

The dusk after the rain is extremely beautiful. The sky is full of colorful clouds in the west, extremely brilliant, and there are several rays of golden light in the middle of the clouds. The sky on the other side is completely blue, without a trace of white clouds, as if it has just been washed away.

The tents are densely packed and have similar shapes. Most of them are earthy white, and some are earthy yellow. To avoid being difficult to distinguish, there is also a number plate hung on the lintel.

There were very few pedestrians walking between the tents, most of them were servants and soldiers on patrol.

Meng Yue held Fu's arm, followed by two girls, who picked up clean areas and walked towards the back of the palace.

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