Chapter 447 Cooling Off
The daughter and son-in-law are good in every way, but they are just too busy. Du Shiyin can now stand and walk, and she wanted to treat them well, but Wen Zhiming still had things to deal with in the palace. He came here to give Meng Lingge a surprise. Now that the surprise has been seen and the tea has been drunk, the couple will have to return to the palace.
Du Shiyin was very reluctant to part with him, but knowing that the Emperor was busy, she dared not insist that he stay and could only see him to the door.
Seeing Wen Zhiming help Meng Lingge into the carriage, Du Shiyin couldn't help but step forward and say, "Your Majesty, could you spare a little more time? I would like to say a few more words to Lingge."
"Of course." Wen Zhiming understood that Du Shiyin wanted to avoid him and give Meng Lingge a few words in private.
He boarded the carriage first and spoke gently to Meng Lingge.
"I'll be waiting for you in the carriage."
Du Shiyin pulled Meng Lingge a few steps away. She took out a small medicine packet from her bosom and secretly slipped it into Meng Lingge's sleeve.
He blinked his eyes several times with a meaningful look, then lowered his voice and said.
"Lingge, time is of the essence, just listen to what your mother has to say. Your mother has asked the miracle doctor who cured my leg, and he said that the woman's check-ups have been normal for the past few years, so the problem may lie with the man."
"This is all Chinese medicine. It won't harm your body, but it can make a man... Have the servants boil it into a soup and give it to the Emperor. He might get pregnant soon. The Emperor was able to get you pregnant with twins before, so he should recover quickly..."
"Mother, what are you saying?" Meng Lingge's face was flushed and burning. She looked nervously in Wen Zhiming's direction. That man had excellent hearing. Could he have heard her?
"I don't need it, and neither does he. Really, please don't make things worse..."
Meng Lingge was terrified.
She never expected that the Empress Dowager would be so absurd as to ask her to use a surrogate mother for the sake of having an heir, and she never expected that her mother would ask her to drug Wen Zhiming for the sake of having an heir.
Although both mothers meant well, their methods were just as infuriating as the other one.
Wen Zhiming was already struggling to cope without taking the medicine; wouldn't taking more medicine be the death of her?
The matter of having children is a matter of fate, and it's not like she and Wen Zhiming haven't had children. After only a few years without conceiving, the Empress Dowager suspected that she was infertile, and her mother suspected that there was something wrong with Wen Zhiming.
She was really annoyed by her two mothers.
When Meng Lingge touched the medicine packet, it felt like a hot potato, and she shoved it back to Du Shiyin without saying a word.
Du Shiyin was unwilling to take it back. "Lingge, quickly accept it. If you keep doing this, the Emperor will become suspicious. I know you're shy and embarrassed. But these things get more troublesome if we drag them out. You're still young, you can recover quickly..."
The mother and daughter kept pushing and shoving each other, each more anxious than the other.
During the argument, the medicine packet fell to the ground. Both of them reached out to pick it up at the same time, but it was picked up by the other hand.
"What is this?" Wen Zhiming held the medicine packet under his nose and sniffed it. "Is it Chinese medicine?"
Not only was Meng Lingge's face flushed, but Du Shiyin's face was also burning hot. Just then, Meng Xingyuan came over to join in the fun.
"Madam, why are you giving Lingge Chinese medicine? There are so many imperial physicians in the palace; what kind of Chinese medicine don't they have?"
Du Shiyin was so nervous she couldn't find an excuse, "Yes, yes..."
"It's a medicine packet to relieve summer heat."
Meng Lingge calmly replied, "My mother is grateful to the Emperor for treating her illness. Considering the hot weather, she specially asked the doctor to prescribe a heat-relieving medicine, which she personally went to the pharmacy to get it filled. My mother meant well, but I thought that the Emperor should be careful with everything he eats and uses, so I politely declined the offer."
"Oh." Wen Zhiming drawled out the last syllable, looking at Meng Lingge with a smile, "Since it is my mother-in-law's kind intention, I will accept it."
He raised an eyebrow, smiled meaningfully, and put the medicine packet into his sleeve.
Du Shiyin felt relieved, both glad that her daughter was intelligent and pleased that her son-in-law was filial.
Watching the two of them intimately board the carriage, with her son-in-law's eyes only for her daughter, she was very satisfied. She thought that good news from her daughter and son-in-law shouldn't be too long.
Seeing Du Shiyin smiling as she watched the carriage disappear into the distance, Meng Xingyuan asked in confusion.
"When did you buy those heatstroke medicine packets? Do you have any extras? I could have one too..."
Now that one of his two concubines is dead and the other has seen through the vanities of the world, Meng Xingyuan has also settled down and is wholeheartedly devoted to living with Du Shiyin.
Now that Du Shiyin's legs have fully recovered, she is dressed even more brightly and dazzlingly than before, looking much younger than Meng Xingyuan. The two of them walk together like father and daughter, which makes Meng Xingyuan feel threatened. No matter what Du Shiyin does, he wants to get involved.
Seeing that most of his hair had turned white and his back was hunched, Du Shiyin laughed in exasperation.
"At your age, what's the point of cooling off? You wouldn't need it anyway."
After the carriage left the Meng residence, Wen Zhiming pulled Meng Lingge into his arms and whispered in her ear.
"What exactly did your mother-in-law say to you just now?"
"Stop fooling around." Meng Lingge dodged, the blush on her face still lingering. "Didn't I tell you? It's hot, you're too hot-tempered, you need to cool down..."
Wen Zhiming's eyes were as dark as ink, and he pinched Meng Lingge's waist.
"Aren't you going to tell the truth?"
Meng Lingge's voice softened a bit, "You heard everything, and you still deliberately asked me? Didn't I not want that thing? You insisted on bringing it back yourself!"
Wen Zhiming gave a soft hum, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"So tell me, do I need it or not?"
Meng Lingge buried her face in Wen Zhiming's chest and whispered, "I don't need it. You're the best..."
Wen Zhiming couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He had indeed heard Du Shiyin and Meng Lingge's conversation clearly.
It wasn't that he wanted to eavesdrop, but his hearing was far superior to that of the average person, there were no other sounds around, and Du Shiyin's first words immediately captivated him.
His mother-in-law was really bold. He went to great lengths to cure his legs, but the first thing she did after he recovered was to say that he had a problem and secretly prepare medicine for him.
Seeing how excited Meng Lingge was when she saw this surprise, he felt that the matter was well worth the effort, but now he was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh.
Wen Zhiming glanced at the small medicine packet, turned Meng Lingge's face around, and waved the medicine packet in front of her.
"Since my mother-in-law says it's harmless, I might as well give it a try. Whether it works or not, I shouldn't waste her good intentions."
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Meng Lingge bit her lower lip lightly. Seeing the eager look in his eyes, she couldn't help but think to herself that her mother had really done her a disservice.
Wen Zhiming lowered his head and gently pecked her lips, then said playfully, "I have to do it! As you said earlier, my wife is too hot-tempered and needs to cool down. When we get back to the palace, I'll postpone everything for today and go to Fengyi Palace with you to cool off."
"Don't do anything reckless." Meng Lingge glared at him, about to say something more, when the carriage suddenly shook violently, and screams and running sounds rang out outside the carriage at the same time.
Wen Zhiming's eyes darkened. He pulled Meng Lingge tightly into his arms with one hand and dodged to the back of the carriage. In the blink of an eye, he had already drawn a long sword with his other hand.
"What happened?"
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