Chapter 341 Benefiting
Meng Lingge suddenly remembered what Wen Zhiming had said that day: if the throne were to be given to her, of course he would choose her. If he couldn't become emperor, he would take her far away.
So, it seems that traveling the world with Wen Zhiming and making the world one's home is also an interesting thing.
She didn't know if she and Wen Zhiming would still be the Emperor and Empress three years later, or if she would be able to keep her bet with Yue Jiaoluo. But as long as she and Wen Zhiming were still as loving as ever, it wouldn't count as her loss.
Qiu Lan stepped forward to serve Meng Lingge food, still somewhat indignant.
"This woman from the martial arts world is too shameless and speaks so rudely. Her Majesty the Empress is too kind; not only does she not punish her, but she also bets with her on such an absurd thing."
Meng Lingge smiled faintly.
"If she wants to gamble, I'll play along."
After all, if I'm going to be a wanderer in the world in the future, having such an excellent husband will definitely mean I'll encounter many similar situations. Consider this a practice run in advance.
Over there, Wen Zhiming and Ye Guhong had already defeated many people in a row. The master and apprentice teamed up and got several people drunk. The rest of them waved their hands and refused to compete with the two anymore.
Having managed to escape, Wen Zhiming immediately walked towards Meng Lingge, but stopped as he got closer.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment, I will be right back."
He wasn't drunk, but he reeked of alcohol. Meng Lingge's nose was particularly sensitive during her pregnancy, so it would be best to change his clothes and rinse his mouth first to avoid bothering her.
By the time Wen Zhiming returned after changing his clothes, the banquet was nearing its end. Several carriages were prepared outside Jinghua Palace to transport these martial arts practitioners out of the palace.
Upon seeing Wen Zhiming arrive, they all came to say goodbye and thank him for his hospitality.
In the end, only Ye Guhong and the Yue Jiaoluo sisters remained.
Yue Jiaoman pulled Yue Jiaoluo forward and looked at Meng Lingge apologetically, saying, "My junior sister has caused the Emperor and Empress a lot of trouble this time in the capital. Fortunately, she has realized her mistake and just apologized to the Empress. I hope the Emperor and Empress will forgive her for her mistake, considering that she has sincerely changed her ways."
Yue Jiaoluo looked very uncomfortable, afraid that Meng Lingge would expose her.
Before Meng Lingge could speak, Wen Zhiming asked in confusion, "So she was apologizing to the Empress just now? I heard something about a bet, could I have misheard?"
"A bet?" Yue Jiaoman's face changed color. She guessed that Yue Jiaoluo had lied to her again. Fearing that Wen Zhiming would come after her, she quickly smiled awkwardly, glared at Yue Jiaoluo, and pulled her into the carriage.
"We have a long way to go, so we'll go ahead first."
Before the carriage departed, Yue Jiaoluo glared at Meng Lingge defiantly, "You tattletale!"
She thought that Meng Lingge had told Wen Zhiming what she had said, which was why she was going to be scolded by her senior sister.
Seeing that she was still fooling around, Yue Jiaoman urged the carriage to hurry up. Before Meng Lingge could even speak, the two sisters had already left.
Wen Zhiming stared at the carriage's retreating figure, his eyes filled with an unfathomable darkness.
"They run fast."
If he didn't agree, the two of them naturally wouldn't be able to leave, but Yue Jiaoluo clearly still harbored designs on him, and the more entangled she became with these two, the worse it would be.
It would be better to let them leave sooner rather than later, so that Yue Jiaoluo won't spout nonsense in front of Meng Lingge again.
Meng Lingge looked at Wen Zhiming with some surprise, "You heard what Yue Jiaoluo said to me just now?"
Although we knew his hearing was better than average, he was surrounded by people at the time and was competing with them in drinking, so he shouldn't have been able to hear clearly.
"I only heard a little bit," Wen Zhiming said truthfully, then looked at Meng Lingge with a mournful expression, "What kind of bet did you make? The Empress didn't use me as a wager, did she? You wouldn't lose me to another woman, would you?"
"Your Majesty guessed correctly."
Meng Lingge acted all serious.
Wen Zhiming's mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts; I had to teach him a lesson today.
"Yue Jiaoluo is deeply in love with Your Majesty and insisted on making a bet with me. I agreed because I was soft-hearted. If I lose the bet, Your Majesty should be prepared to fulfill the bet on my behalf and go to be with Yue Jiaoluo."
"What?" Wen Zhiming stared into her eyes, incredulous. "Wife, are you trying to scare me? What did you bet on? You won't lose, will you? You must have been sure you wouldn't lose before you bet, right? No, no, I have to send someone to kill Yue Jiaoluo, then you'll definitely not lose..."
He was so anxious that, seeing that the servants were quite far away, he even changed how he addressed them.
Meng Lingge couldn't help but laugh out loud, her tense face breaking out in a daze. "You really are... you believe everything I say? You're the father of my unborn child. If I lose you to another woman, where am I supposed to find another father for my child?"
Wen Zhiming finally breathed a sigh of relief, his voice low and deep, "In this world, the person I trust most is my wife, yet she always plays tricks on me. In the end, she only benefits from the child. If it weren't for wanting to give the child a father, she might have really given me away..."
That tone was full of coquettishness.
Meng Lingge couldn't stand the tough guy's coquettishness, so she immediately told Yue Jiaoluo about the bet she had made with her. Anyway, Yue Jiaoluo had already called her a tattletale, so she couldn't just accept that title for nothing.
After listening, Wen Zhiming held Meng Lingge's hand and said earnestly, "There's no need to worry about the bet. My wife, I will never let you lose, whether it's this bet or the matter of marrying me."
Their bright eyes met, and feelings began to grow. Meng Lingge was about to say something when she heard a series of rapid coughs. Ye Guhong had walked up to them and was still coughing.
"Cough cough cough... This old man hasn't left yet, please wait a moment. My disciples, having a disciple who becomes an emperor is enough for me in this life..."
Ye Guhong was already quite drunk. He had been resting on the table earlier, and Wen Zhiming and Meng Lingge hadn't noticed him. Now that their elders had seen them being intimate and Ye Guhong had made a loud fuss about it, they were both a little embarrassed.
They quickly stepped back and watched Ye Guhong speak in a drunken stupor.
"I trust my character, my disciple, and my wife is a sensible girl. I have nothing to tell you or admonish you. I'll just say one thing: enjoy being emperor or empress for now. If you ever get tired of it or are unhappy with it, come find your master. With your master protecting you in the martial world, it will be far more carefree and comfortable than being emperor or empress..."
Wen Zhiming politely replied, "Your disciple will remember."
Seeing Ye Guhong's unsteady steps, Meng Lingge said worriedly, "Master, you should rest for a while and sober up before setting off."
As she spoke, Ye Guhong had already boarded the carriage. He waved his hand and said, "No need to see me off. We will meet again in the martial world."
This old man may seem confused all day long, but in reality, nothing escapes his notice.
After the banquet ended and everyone dispersed, Wen Zhiming took Meng Lingge's arm and walked back.
The Empress's main responsibility is to manage the harem, but since Wen Zhiming refused the three palaces and six courtyards, Meng Lingge is now the only mistress of the harem, so her job has become much easier.
But since she had just taken office, she had to review matters such as the expenses of the harem and the allocation of palace servants, so she would definitely have to deal with some trivial matters today.
Meng Lingge thought she was going to her own Fengyi Palace, but she found that she was heading towards the Qinzheng Hall.
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