Rob a prime minister to give birth to a cute baby

Chapter 21 Lover becomes girlfriend?
"I think, I think..."

"Then I'll have someone to play with from now on!"

Tang Moqi squinted at her: "Look at you, you're only so capable!"

"From now on, I will hang out with this girl, not to mention one Qi Zhanyan, and ten or eight will be no problem..."

Meng Feiyan stomped her feet resolutely, "What do I want so much for?"

"In person...hahaha..."

After finishing speaking, Tang Moqi jumped up and turned a few somersaults, and was already hundreds of feet away...

"The day after tomorrow is the oiran election contest, let's go and have a look..."

Meng Feiyan made her hand into a trumpet shape, and shouted to Tang Moqi who was going far away.

"No... see... no... let go..."

"Dead girl..."

When Meng Feiyan returned to the palace, it was already dark.

"Swallow..."

She had just stepped into the boudoir when a majestic voice came from behind.

"Father, mother..."

Sticking out her tongue, Meng Feiyan wailed in her heart, she was still caught!
"Yan'er, a girl who stays outside all day long, how decent is she?"

The one who spoke was the well-known Eight Sage Kings, dressed in moon-white robes, with a blue belt around his waist and a jade pendant of the same color.The face is like beautiful jade, the eyes are like bright stars, and he doesn't look like a person who is old enough.The majesty between the eyebrows is not to be underestimated.

Standing next to him is a beautiful woman with a generous demeanor, her grace and luxury can be vaguely seen in her gestures; she is wearing a pale white palace dress, but the elegance is a little more dusty.The wide skirt meanders behind, elegant and luxurious.Black jade-like green silk, flying fairy bun high above, a few plump and round pearls are randomly dotted in the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair more soft, shiny and moist.The beautiful eyes overflowed with brilliance, and there was a light smile between the red lips.

Standing together, the two are truly a pair of lovers.

Ordinary people would be too scared to say anything if they saw the prince speak in such a tone. Of course, this does not include Meng Feiyan.

She walked over, took his arm coquettishly, and shook it from side to side, "Father, don't people like to go out to play?"

Meng Yuxing frowned slightly, "Playing?"

"You said you didn't go out someday?"

"This king is really worried about the future, no man dares to want you!"

Hearing this, Meng Feiyan lowered her arms heavily, "Hmph, I knew Daddy didn't want Yan'er anymore!"

"So, are you right?"

Meng Feiyan pouted her lips and did not answer.

Liu Sisi stood aside and watched the father and daughter play tricks. It was always staged once a day. They were not tired, but she was tired from watching the show.

"Yan'er, I heard that you got very close to a man recently... It seems that you are still touching him?"

Meng Feiyan's scalp went numb for a while, no matter how bad-tempered her father was, she was not afraid; her mother's soft-spoken words alone, she couldn't resist.

"Mom, this, I can explain..."

"Well, mother, listen, you speak slowly..."

Meng Yuxing smiled innocently. Sure enough, to deal with their wild girl, she still needs her own princess to fight in person.

Thinking of him as the majestic Eighth Sage King, he can handle even complicated matters in the court, but only when he meets his daughter...

A headache!
I don't know which unlucky guy will take her over in the future so that he can enjoy his old age in peace.

"Hey, this...haha..."

"Ah, mother, you are tired from standing, come in and sit down..."

"I'll beat your back and hold your shoulders..."

Meng Feiyan was busy in the room, serving tea and snacks, with that appearance, she could have as many dog ​​legs as she wanted.

"Yan'er, you still need your mother to help you to be submissive!"

Meng Feiyan glared at her father coquettishly: "What time is it, and father is still gloating?"

However, Liu Sisi's next sentence stunned the father and daughter who were secretly confronting each other.

"Yan'er, you're really degrading your mother and me, aren't you just a man? You haven't taken it off after so many days!"

"If you need it, tell your mother, and my mother will help you personally!"

Meng Yuxing and Meng Feiyan were sweating profusely. Is there such a mother?
"What's the matter? What's your expression?"

Liu Sisi was born with a baby face, and now she is pretending to be innocent, so that people can't see her age at all, and people who don't know her may think that she is a girl who has not yet left the court!
Meng Yuxing suddenly felt that he should take his wife back to the house, otherwise it would not be his own wife, but his daughter who would be polluted!

Thinking of the great achievements of the princess, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Now that my daughter has been so scavenging, plus her advice...

He didn't dare to think at all, would Yan'er still have someone in the future?
Meng Feiyan immediately smiled: "Mother, can you teach me?"

"You don't even know how difficult that kid is. He just refuses to give in to my daughter!"

"Mother, for your future grandson, hurry up and teach me how to take him down?"

"Hey, dad, I haven't finished asking..."

"Mom, wait... tell me before you leave..."

Meng Yuxing didn't say much, and walked out the door with his wife in his arms.

Liu Sisi's voice came from Meng Yuxing's arms indistinctly: "Raw rice...cook...the ripe rice..."

"Uuuuuuu..."

Without any suspense, someone's mouth was gagged.

When Meng Feiyan heard these words, she kept chewing: "Raw rice, cooked rice..."

"Raw rice and cooked rice..."

"Ah... Mother is so broken..." The little face turned red instantly, as if it had been smeared with high-quality rouge.However, there was an urge to try in his eyes.

It's another year when the flowers bloom, and it's another oiran competition.

The season of fallen flowers coincides with such a grand event, and literati and scholars from all over the world come here in droves, just for this annual competition.

Tang Moqi and Meng Feiyan walked down the street bored, watching the people rushing to Zhenxialou, wondering in their hearts: Isn't it just an oiran contest?Is it worth the exaggeration?
"You don't know, in the past, local electors were in charge of the selection. I heard that this year, the Prime Minister personally came forward?"

"Didn't he say he never attended such occasions?"

"Who knows this?"

"Men, is there anyone who doesn't love beauties? Prime Minister Meng is also an ordinary person, so naturally he is no exception! I heard that this oiran contest is called "Choose Oiran", and it is actually to choose a wife for the prime minister..."

When Tang Moqi heard the last four words, his head was buzzing, all he could think about was: He is going to marry a wife...

He is getting married...

He is getting married...

"Hey, I never heard that he is going to marry a wife..."

Meng Feiyan murmured suspiciously.

"Ah... what did you say?"

"I said, I never heard that he is going to marry a wife!"

Tang Moqi wondered, what on earth is this kid doing?
In fact, Meng Liunian only found out not long ago that he was asked to host the so-called oiran contest.

an hour ago.

Royal study.

"What did you say?"

"What kind of oiran contest do you want me to host?"

Meng Liunian sat on the side without raising his eyebrows, and asked with a blank expression, regardless of whether the person sitting in the upper position was the Ninth Five-Year King who was in charge of the world.

"Yes! I mean that."

"What? Ai Qing has an opinion?"

He looked at Meng Yumo thoughtfully, and rarely heard him call himself Aiqing...

Meng Liunian was not an idiot, so he naturally knew that he was called so, so he told him that he was the emperor, and his words were unquestionable, let alone rejected.

After Meng Yumo talked with the concubine last time, he thought about it and felt that he was already twenty-five, and it was time for him to marry a wife.

Coincidentally, at such a grand event, he came up with such an idea.

In fact, he didn't want him to marry immediately, he just wanted to give him a warning first, otherwise, with his temperament, pushing too hard would definitely backfire.

"Whether I have an opinion or not, you have already decided, haven't you?"

"Then do you think my opinion is still useful?"

"It's good to know!"

"I hope you will show up on time..."

Meng Liunian sighed helplessly: After all, she still cannot escape this fate!
"Sir, obey the order!"

Seeing his rebellious leaving figure, Meng Yumo couldn't help but say: "I, it's for your own good!"

He stopped and didn't look back, "That's why I will obey the order!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and strode out.

When he got out of the palace gate, he looked up at the sky. It was azure and blue, and the white clouds turned into a familiar face, with a sly smile and stunning beauty, which always moved his heart.

He smiled bleakly, wondering if she would blame him if she knew about it?

Pillow tower.

The largest brothel in Beijing.

"Prime Minister Meng, please stay safe..."

"Prime Minister Meng, you are here..."

Those adults surrounded Meng Liunian with extremely flattering smiles.

The reason why Meng Liunian was unwilling to come to this kind of occasion was also because he hated these annoying faces. For the sake of fame and fortune, he did not hesitate to degenerate himself, let go of his dignity as a man, and was willing to please others.

"My lords, you and I meet every day, why should you be so polite, Mengmou is really flattered!"

"Mengmou thinks that the adults should stay away from me. After all, we don't get along very well, don't we?"

Meng Liunian's sarcasm made everyone present flush with embarrassment.

"Yo, isn't this our Prime Minister Meng?"

"The arrival of a distinguished guest really makes our pillow tower flourish!"

"Come, come, invite Miss Peony to come out and accompany Mr. Meng!"

Everyone knew that Meng Liunian never approached women, but they didn't expect that this time he didn't refuse...

Tang Moqi was furious.

She never thought that Meng Liunian would also hug left and right, and linger in the tender country.

Ever since she heard on the street that he was going to marry a wife, Tang Moqi had been feeling aggrieved in her heart. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she just wanted to ask him personally if it was true.

She ran to the prime minister's mansion, but the steward said he had entered the palace; she ran to wait at the gate of the palace, and for the first time in her life, she hated the guards of the palace.

After waiting for two hours, there was still no sign of him. Later, Fei Yan went to the palace to inquire, and it turned out that he had left through the side door an hour ago, and came here to discuss some damn oiran competition.

Meng Liunian absently put his arms around the woman beside him, drinking the wine she handed over, his eyes were as indifferent as he wanted.However, Tang Moqi, who was blinded by resentment, didn't see it.

Suddenly, he felt an unusual aura, which seemed to be full of dissatisfaction...

Looking up, he saw Tang Moqi's dark little face, staring at him angrily!

He looked at the woman beside him, retracted his hand a little guilty, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

Man, you really can't do bad things. As soon as he put his hand on the woman's slender waist, she caught him right away.

Tang Moqi didn't say anything, turned around, dragged Meng Feiyan who had just barged in, and left.

"Hey, hey, I just came in, why are you dragging me out again..."

"I haven't been in this kind of place yet, it's not too late to leave after I have a look..."

"How come the more you talk, the faster you go..."

(End of this chapter)