The salty fish lady just wants to get over the wall

Chapter 170 Chapter 170: Let Meng Yinger Marry to the Hou Mansion

Lin asked again: "Tell Mother, why did you get entangled with Lord Hou at that time?"

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Lin believes that Meng Yinger will definitely not take the initiative to hook up with Wendecheng. She is already the "fiancée" of Prince Ling Zhao, so why would she fall in love with this old man Wendecheng again.

There must be fraud in this.

Meng Yinger recalled the situation at that time, her mind was in a mess, "Mother, I remember that I didn't see Lord Hou at all."

She didn't know why she was lingering with Master Hou, and she was lying here when she woke up.

"Then think again, who did you meet before you woke up?"

Meng Yinger suddenly exclaimed: "It's Wen Nianruan! It's Wen Nianruan who hurt me!" She held Lin's hand tightly, full of hatred: "Mother, it's Wen Nianruan! Let's go and sue her, Make her pay me back!"

She remembered that she went to Wen Nianruan to question her about her admiration for Prince Ling Zhao, and then wanted to expose her, but Wen Nianruan grabbed her by the hair from behind, and then she fell unconscious.

She didn't know what happened in the middle, and when she woke up, her innocence was taken away.

It wasn't Wen Nianruan who harmed this!

"It's Concubine Wen!" Lin gritted her teeth angrily.

"My daughter dares to swear, it's her!" Meng Ying'er's face was ferocious, full of resentment: "She also loves Prince Ling Zhao, she must be jealous that I want to marry Prince Ling Zhao, so she came up with such a sinister plan , I just want to ruin me, so I won’t be able to marry the son of Ling Zhao."

It has to be said that Meng Yinger still has a few brains at critical moments.

She dragged Mrs. Lin out, full of resentment: "Mother, let's find someone to report on Wen Nianruan and make her pay the price."

"Hey, Ying'er, don't be impulsive, listen to your mother first."

Compared to Meng Yinger, Lin's mind is still much calmer. She took Meng Yinger to sit down and analyzed to her: "Listen to your mother, even if you go to someone to tell the truth now, so what? According to it, what do you say that you were harmed by Wen Nianruan? What if Wen Nianruan bites you back? Then your loss will be even greater, maybe you will die, she may be a harem Empress, we don't even have a supporter in the capital, so what can we do to compete with her?"

In the end, she has eaten more salt than Meng Yinger, and the road she has traveled is longer. Lin's heart is much more than her heart.

Meng Yinger was wronged and unwilling: "Then what should I do? What about my innocence? Should we just let Wen Nianruan go like this?"

"Now we can only bear with it. We can't do anything to Wen Nianruan at the moment." Lin Shi was more open than Meng Yinger, knowing that she could not get anything from Wen Nianruan, so she would not provoke her now.

Lin said again: "The most important thing for us now is how to ask the people in the Hou's mansion for an explanation."

Meng Yinger shed tears, distraught: "Even if the Hou family has a saying that is of any use, I still can't be the fiancee of the son of Ling Zhao."

Lin said in a deep voice, "Stop thinking about being the fiancée of Prince Ling Zhao, stop thinking about it quickly, and your marriage with Prince Ling Zhao will never be possible again."

"Then what should I do, mother, I don't want to be ruined like this."

Meng Ying'er was crying with snot and tears, thinking that she would never be able to marry into the Rongning Palace as a concubine in the future, she felt that the sky was falling.

"I heard from my mother that if you can't be the fiancée of the son of Lingzhao, don't you still have the Marquis Mansion?" Lin raised the corners of her eyes, showing a shrewd face.

Meng Yinger stopped crying, and was stunned: "Mother, do you want me to marry into the Hou's mansion?" Then, she shook her head and resisted, her voice raised: "No! I don't want to marry the Hou of this mansion, he is so He is old, older than my father, how can I serve him."

At the thought of marrying an old man who was dozens of years older than herself, Meng Yinger's stomach twitched and she couldn't bear it.

She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was in her best years, and the Marquis was almost half a century old, and she would soon become an old man, how could she accept it.

"Why are you so short-sighted?" Mrs. Lin scolded with a sullen face, and continued: "Although Hou Ye is old, he also has a high official position. If you marry him, you will have no worries about food and clothing, no more than those in Rongning Palace. The treatment is poor, and you are still very young, if you give birth to a son for the Hou Mansion, maybe you will be the hostess of the Hou Mansion in the future, and when the time comes, you will have whatever you want, status and money."

Meng Yinger clenched her red lips, her face a little moved.

Lin knew that she was beginning to waver, and said aggressively: "If you don't want to marry Lord Hou, then we can only go back to the county seat, and then we will pick a husband for you to marry. Now you are innocent, and you are higher than ours. They definitely can't, they can only find someone with a lower family background than ours, anyway, there are two choices now, one is to marry Lord Hou, and the other is for us to return to the county."

Meng Ying'er has been in the Imperial Capital for a while, and the prosperity of the Imperial Capital has fascinated her, and her ambition has grown. She no longer looks down on small places like the county town, and she doesn't want to stay in the county town for the rest of her life when she is not famous.

"Then I'll listen to my mother," Meng Yinger nodded, and finally compromised, but she was worried: "Even if I want to marry Lord Hou, what will happen if Mrs. Hou doesn't accept me?"

After staying in the Hou's Mansion for a day today, she also understood Li Huachun's temperament, he is very strong, and holds all the power in the Hou's Mansion.

"This mother has her own way, you just have to listen to her," Lin said to Meng Ying'er with a strategizing face, "When the time comes, you have to remember, don't say that you were harmed by Wen Nian, just say that you were raped by Hou. The Lord forced it, so they can't even let them renege on their debts."

"I know mother."

Meng Yinger couldn't be happier at the thought of marrying an old man.

Comfort Meng Yinger, it's already midnight, everyone in the house is resting, Lin asked Meng Yinger to go to bed first, and I will discuss this matter with the people in Hou's house when I wake up tomorrow.

Yueyao Palace.

The lingering song was over, and the two on the bed embraced each other.

The moonlight in Qingqiu is cold and clear, warm and cold at the same time, and the bright light shines on the bed through the window lattice, covering the two people who are embracing each other with a layer of mottled light.

Under the thin quilt, the two embraced each other frankly.

Yun Chen'an lightly kissed the corner of Wen Nianruan's mouth, the son in his arms was soft, so soft that there was no bone at all.

His voice is hoarse and charming: "Is it uncomfortable to be soft?"

Wen Nianruan's half-closed fox eyes were flushed, and his hoarse voice was soft and delicate: "My body hurts."

Yun Chen'an was both distressed and slightly annoyed: "Who made you so intemperate."

"Who made you so attractive."

Wen Nianruan glared at him, and shifted the responsibility to Yun Chenan again.

"Okay, it's all my fault."

Yun Chenan couldn't help but laugh, sat up and took a coat to put on, then put another coat on Wen Nianruan, and picked her up from the bed.

Wen Nianruan was puzzled: "Where are you going?"

"I'll give you a bath, and you'll feel better."

(End of this chapter)