Rebirth: The First Daughter and the Ruthless Concubine

"Are you awake?" The third lady heard the movement on the other side of the bed, but did not see Meng Wan come out for a long time, so she tilted her head and asked softly.

Meng Wanfang sat up holding the quilt: "Well, I'm awake." As she said this, she got off the bed.

"Aunt, why are you peeling lotus seeds?" He walked up to the third lady and asked softly.

The third lady Fang raised her head and said, "If something happens to your second sister, your father and your second aunt will feel uncomfortable, so I will peel some lotus seeds in my spare time to make them angry."

Meng Wan nodded. Indeed, even if his father knew what Meng Junyao did to Meng Wan, he would inevitably feel sad now that Meng Junyao was dead.

She didn't say much, she just sat down in front of the third lady, then took the lotus pods and peeled them off with her. She was speechless for a while.

The days that followed became more and more quiet. Seeing that the new year was approaching, there were many things in the house, the second lady was ill again, and the third lady could not handle it alone, so she asked Meng Wan to help.

According to the rules of the Lanling Dynasty, every year at the end of the year, the princes and ministers of the third rank and above must pay tribute to the court. It is not a valuable thing, but each family must have ninety-nine sachets inlaid with dragons and embroidered phoenixes, which means flying dragons and phoenixes, and good luck.

As one wishes.

All sachets will be delivered to the Ministry of Etiquette the day before the emperor holds a banquet at the end of the year, and will be presented to the emperor in person the night of the banquet.

Meng Wan did not have to attend such an occasion, but because of the emperor's great love for her, he allowed her to enter the palace. Before leaving the banquet, he specially called her to Zhengyang Palace.

"I heard that something happened to your second sister. You must be sad, right? Are you feeling better now?"

The emperor was really happy for Meng Wan for no reason. It seemed that she always made him feel familiar and close.

Meng Wan nodded, with a smile on her lips, took out a porcelain bowl from the food box she brought at home, handed it to the emperor, and then said: "The funeral arrangements have been taken care of, the deceased is gone, there is nothing to be sad about.

That’s it.”

The porcelain bowl contained rock sugar, snow pear and lotus seeds that Meng Wan had stewed at home early in the morning to nourish the emperor's yin and moisturize his lungs.

The emperor took it and took a sip. The lubricating touch slid down his throat. He felt really comfortable. He couldn't help but curl his lips and took two more sips. Then he said: "Young girl is still careful and knows that I am coughing.

Just do it to relieve my cough, and it won't be in vain. I love you so much and think of you in everything."

"Um?"

Meng Wan raised her eyebrows in confusion. At this moment, Li Desheng, who was beside the emperor, took out a box and handed it to Meng Wan's hands.

Meng Wan opened the wooden box with some suspicion, and a snow-white white hosta appeared in her sight.

"This is..." Meng Wan was obviously stunned for a moment.

The white jade hairpin in front of her is transparent and exquisite. It is something extraordinary at first sight. She was raised in the Prime Minister's Mansion and has been in the palace for many years. How could she not see such a good thing?

"It came as tribute from Persia two days ago. I thought it was a good product and would suit you very well, so I specially kept it for you."

"But..." Since it is a tribute, how dare Meng Wan accept it?

"Stop it, just keep it if I tell you." The emperor waved his hand, not giving her any chance to refuse, "There is also a jade flute, which seems to be a pair with this one. I kept it for Lao Qi.

By the way, haven't you never seen him before? I've already asked someone to call him over. You can discuss everything with him later. That kid, like you, is very naughty and likes to guess riddles and the like.

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At this moment, a eunuch trotted in from outside. Hearing the emperor's last words, he lowered his head and his face fell: "Long live my lord, I'm afraid I won't have this chance today."

"What?" The emperor frowned.

The official's head dropped even lower: "I just went to invite His Highness Prince Heng, but I heard that he left the palace early in the morning and said he was not coming back because of the dinner party."

"This..." the emperor's face darkened, "that kid from Lao Qi is getting more and more unruly. He clearly told him earlier that he was not allowed to go anywhere today, but he just disappeared again. This is what he wants to do."

I’m so angry!”

The official shivered. When Meng Wan saw this, she waved to him hurriedly, walked up to the emperor, and then said with a chuckle: "Today is a happy day, long live the Lord, don't be angry, otherwise you will be angry later."

All the civil and military officials are trembling with fear when they meet, so how do you want them to spend this New Year?"

After joking, the emperor's expression finally softened a lot. He reached out and tapped Meng Wan on the forehead, and said majestically but lovingly: "Originally, I wanted you to meet him, but I didn't expect him to say this again.

How can I not be angry when I leave the palace? It's just that, he is used to being wild outside, so we can't use the red tape in the palace to restrain him."

Meng Wan smiled slightly. At this moment, an internal eunuch came to invite the emperor to ride in Yusheng Tower. According to the rules, Meng Wan could not go with the emperor, so she said goodbye and went to Yusheng Tower first under the guidance of the internal eunuch.

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At the same time, the horse riding stable in the south of the city.

"Sir, why didn't you explain your identity to that young lady, and why did you come here to ride horses so as not to see her? It's freezing cold, so it's not a good time to ride horses."

On the horseback, a man in white clothes asked with a dark face, his face was red from the cold, he was obviously very cold, and he had a look of resentment on his face. I really don’t know what he was thinking. Isn’t he very close to that young lady?

Why don't you want to see me now?

"What do you think?" On the brown horse beside him, there is also a man, wearing a bright red shirt. In this ice and snow, he becomes more and more conspicuous, especially when he is looking at the person next to him, his brows slightly raised.

, so good-looking that they don’t look like ordinary people.

"How do you know? Is it possible that you are timid about being close to home?" The man in white said with a smile. At this moment, he saw another horse galloping from a distance. He felt happy and smiled on his brows: "Xiao Yangyang, you

What do you say?"

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When Meng Wan returned, a group of people were sitting around talking and laughing.

The third lady has also come today and is chatting with the lady next door. When they see Meng Wan, everyone naturally cannot help but exchange warm greetings. Who knows that Meng Wan is now a popular person in front of the emperor.

Meng Wan agreed one by one, and after being polite, sat down in her seat.

At this moment, the third lady next to me said: "Did you send the rock sugar, snow pear, and lotus seeds to the emperor?"

Meng Wan nodded, and the third lady's smile became gentler: "You are so attentive, no wonder the emperor likes you. It's good that when you reach the age of hair next year, your father will also teach you a skill without having to tell you.

It's a good marriage and I won't wrong you."

Hearing this, Meng Wan was stunned for a moment, but she didn't say anything. She just lowered her eyebrows and her mind slightly.

As for marriage, she actually hasn't had such thoughts yet. It's not that she doesn't have it, but she doesn't dare to have it because she's afraid of making the same mistake again.