Chapter 423 Grievance
Meng Lingge was a little surprised. When she was talking to Su Leyan earlier, Wen Woyu was playing with Wen Shaochen. She didn't expect that her three-and-a-half-year-old daughter had not only listened to Su Leyan's words but also remembered them word for word.
Wen Woyu was unaware that the poison used by the beauty Mo was most likely administered by someone from the Blue Feather Kingdom, so it wasn't something that could be bought with money.
Seeing that Wen Zhiming remained silent, the little boy frowned deeply.
"Father, is the antidote very expensive? I can give you all my jewelry and silver. Aunt Chunhong got into trouble while saving me, and I am willing to give all my valuables to save her."
Wen Zhiming affectionately patted Wen Woyu's head.
"With Father Emperor here, why would you need to spend any money? Don't worry, leave this matter to Father Emperor. You and your wet nurse go back and rest first. Father Emperor and your mother still have things to discuss."
With her father's permission, Wen Woyu immediately nodded obediently and followed her wet nurse away.
Seeing that there was no one else at the table, Wen Zhiming took Meng Lingge's hand and said affectionately.
"Jiang Lin showed me that letter written in blood. I already have a way to catch the mastermind behind it all. Chunhong has several highly skilled bodyguards who watch over her day and night, so nothing will happen."
Meng Lingge nodded and whispered, "But Su Leyan said the chances of making an antidote are slim. And they definitely won't give us the antidote from Lanyu Kingdom. Even after half a month, Chunhong will still be..."
If Chunhong were to die, not only would her daughter feel guilty, but she herself would also be unable to find peace for the rest of her life.
Wen Zhiming patted her hand.
“If they won’t give it to me, I’ll find a way to force them to. I can use the Sixth Prince to exchange for valuable weapons and horses; now that he’s ascended the throne, why should I worry about not being able to get a mere antidote?”
Meng Lingge was slightly taken aback, then asked in surprise, "Does His Majesty mean to capture the Sixth Prince again?"
Wen Zhiming nodded, his gaze turning cold.
"I received a report that the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom is claiming to be ill and has not shown his face for several days. Therefore, the person in the capital who wants to incite conflict between me and the court officials by using the selection of concubines is none other than the former sixth prince, who is now the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom."
"Last time, for the sake of peace between the two countries, I spared his life. But he still dared to come to my territory to cause trouble, and even attacked Woyu twice. If such a person is not eliminated, there will inevitably be another war between Jin Yue and Lan Yu. I can't rest easy even if I leave the palace. For both public and private reasons, I can only let him die in the capital."
Meng Lingge said, "But if you want to kill him, how will you exchange him for the antidote?"
Wen Zhiming sneered, "I know a bit about the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom. He is quite cautious. Even if he doesn't intend to give me the antidote, he will still carry it with him to deal with any unexpected situations."
"Besides, killing him and exchanging him for the antidote are not mutually exclusive. We can get the antidote first and then kill him."
Hearing him speak with such certainty, Meng Lingge felt much more at ease.
I was worried and scared all day, but I had to pretend that nothing was wrong. I'm really quite tired.
The dancers on the opposite Yishou Terrace had already left, and the palace maids on the pavilion, seeing that only the Emperor and Empress remained at the banquet, also tactfully moved outside the pavilion.
Meng Lingge leaned halfway into Wen Zhiming's arms, gazing at the starry sky outside the pavilion.
She really liked this feeling.
Stars, moonlight, gentle breeze, and my lover.
However, after Wen Zhiming became emperor and empress, such moments between the couple were rare.
Wen Zhiming looked at Meng Lingge with tender eyes and gently flicked a strand of Meng Lingge's hair with his fingers.
Silence fell around them, and the two sat quietly for a while before Wen Zhiming spoke softly.
"My wife, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Although only their personal maids overheard the conversation between the Empress Dowager and Meng Lingge today, Wen Zhiming learned of it immediately.
He originally wanted to go directly to the Empress Dowager and ask her to stop interfering in the matter, because making his wife unhappy was the same as making him unhappy.
But then he thought that if he went there to confront her, the Empress Dowager would definitely mistakenly think that Meng Lingge had complained to him, which would further worsen the relationship between the Empress Dowager and Meng Lingge.
He figured that since the family was going to meet that evening anyway, he could stand up for Meng Lingge in front of Prince Zhong's family, and the Empress Dowager would understand his position and stop making things difficult for Meng Lingge.
However, at the banquet, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law acted as if they hadn't argued at all, complimenting and deferring to each other in perfect harmony. He wanted to ask them about it several times, but felt the time wasn't right.
Now that everyone had left, it was just him and Meng Lingge. He thought Meng Lingge would finally speak up, but his wife still didn't seem inclined to.
A sense of unease welled up in Wen Zhiming's heart.
My wife is not telling him about the grievances she has suffered. Does she think he is unreliable? Or is she losing confidence in the matter of having children?
Neither of these outcomes was what he wanted to see.
So he couldn't help but break the pleasant atmosphere and asked the question.
Meng Lingge tilted her head, not reacting for a moment.
"say what?"
Wen Zhiming asked bluntly, "What did your mother say when she summoned you today?"
Seeing Wen Zhiming's serious expression, Meng Lingge knew he was asking a question he already knew the answer to.
She didn't intend to keep this from Wen Zhiming, but she also didn't plan to tell him about it immediately. There were already many things to do in the court, and now the Blue Feather Kingdom was causing trouble again. Chunhong's chances of survival were still slim, and Meng Lingge didn't want Wen Zhiming to worry about anything else.
Besides, some conflicts between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are not a big deal.
The Empress Dowager had her considerations, and she had her own thoughts. It was hard to say who was right or wrong, but Wen Zhiming was on her side, so she already had the upper hand.
Since she didn't cooperate, the Empress Dowager's plan couldn't be completed, and the matter naturally came to an end.
After a while, the immediate problems were resolved, and the couple treated the matter as a joke and moved on.
There's no need to let Wen Zhiming get involved and escalate the conflict.
Besides, the Empress Dowager has already taken the initiative to seek peace, so there is even less need to say anything more.
Wen Zhiming looked aggrieved, as if he were the one who had been humiliated, which made it impossible for Meng Lingge not to speak up.
Meng Lingge's slender fingers brushed across Wen Zhiming's face and landed on his chest.
"My mother said she wants a grandson, and if I can't have another child, she'll find someone to have one for me. She said if I get you drunk, she'll find a beautiful girl to take my place in the bridal chamber, and I'll raise the child. The Emperor is so angry because I refused, and you've lost your good fortune, so he's come to me to demand an explanation?"
This sarcastic remark greatly pleased Wen Zhiming.
He couldn't help but smile slightly.
"That's right. If you're conspiring with the Empress Dowager to play tricks on me like this, then I might as well become a stud, working day and night, and not caring about anything else except getting you pregnant. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss out on such a good thing?"
These words were too presumptuous, and Meng Lingge blushed with embarrassment.
"Don't talk nonsense." She sat up, blinked, and said, "It's time to go back and rest."
Wen Zhiming's eyes lit up with pleasure as he knelt down in front of Meng Lingge.
"Get on, I'll carry you back today."
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