The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 193 Why Is It You Again?
Han Yumin was startled again.

"Emperor... Your Majesty, who are you talking to?"

Jiang Meng didn't look at her, but his face was still dark: "Yang Shuyuan, get out!"

Han Yumin immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this time Yang Nianliu wanted to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get rid of both of them at once.

Yang Nianliu's face turned white and red, she looked at Jiang Meng resentfully, her lips gradually twitched.

"Yu'er is still sick, and you still come here to talk about this?" Jiang Meng stared at Yang Nianliu with a dark face, "What? Came here to ask a patient to blame?"

"However, Guard Ye can't be imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Ministry for a lifetime!" Yang Nianliu was a little anxious, "These matters are related to this civil strife, and the emperor should take care of it!"

"go out!"

"……it is good."

Yang Nianliu gritted her teeth, winked at Ling'er, turned around and backed away.

When she went out, she raised the corner of her eyes and exchanged a glance with Han Yumin.

This look made all the hairs on Han Yumin's body stand on end!

Jiang Meng slowly sat beside her, helped her tuck the corner of the quilt, and stroked the messy hair on her forehead: "Don't be afraid."

"Your Majesty, Guard Ye saved us, why did your Majesty imprison her in the prison?" Han Yumin grabbed Jiang Meng's hand and asked softly.

"Don't worry about it." Jiang Meng raised his eyes, "Anyway, I will figure out the ins and outs of everything."

"Ye Shiwei is a good person..."

"Why do you keep talking to him?"

Jiang Meng's eyes were deep, like a bottomless black hole.

Han Yumin held back the remaining words in her heart again, and she didn't dare to continue—Yang Nianliu had made it clear just now that Ye Zhenglian was able to rush out at the first time, and a large part of the reason was that he was in the dark. Staring at Han Yumin.

As for why staring at her... No one knows.

Moreover, Ye Zhenglian was perhaps the only one who knew a little about the truth before the truth of this matter came to light, and when the assassin happened to commit suicide again.

In the whole civil strife, who took the lead and how many branches there are in total are unknown to everyone.

The current situation happens to be that the enemy is in the dark and the emperor is in the light—so, as long as you seize a little chance, you can't give up.

Han Yumin said "En..." and rubbed her stomach.

"What? Stomach pain again?" There was a hint of worry in Jiang Meng's eyes.

Han Yumin smiled and shook her head: "The concubine...the concubine and the emperor's son are both hungry."

Jiang Meng smiled faintly.

How can you not be hungry?She had been in a coma for two whole days, that is to say, in the past two days, she was pregnant, and she didn't take a drop of daily necessities. Thinking about it this way, Jiang Meng felt that his own stomach also started to growl.

"Tell me, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Mengzheng asked, having already called Aunt Chun over.

"That..." Han Yumin looked at the roof and thought for a while, "I want to eat something sour."

A trace of expectant smile climbed up Jiang Meng's face along the corner of Jiang Meng's mouth.

Everyone said "sour and spicy girl". When Han Yumin was pregnant with Jiang Chu, she ate chili without frowning, but now, she yelled for sour ones.

This is probably... a son?
"Since... since the master wants to eat sour food, then the servant girl should go and prepare some plum porridge for the master." Aunt Chun also looked happy, and she rolled up her two sleeves in the blink of an eye, as if preparing to go to the little girl. The attitude of "doing a big job" in the kitchen.

Han Yumin kept her lips closed and nodded her head intently.

"By the way, Aunt Chun." Jiang Meng grinned uncontrollably, "I want to eat too, and I... am hungry too."

Aunt Chun nodded lightly, turned around and left.

This feeling is simply warm to the bone.

Before Jiang Meng himself ate, he knew that he was holding a bowl and feeding Han Yumin mouthful.

The plum porridge is sour, with sugar in it, and a little sweet.

"Well... Your Majesty, you can eat too."

Jiang Meng stuffed the porridge into her mouth with a big grin. Before he could swallow this mouthful, he took another spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth again.

The porridge had just been boiled not long ago, so it was quite hot. Although she drank it one after another, although it was delicious, she still frowned from the heat.

"What? Is it delicious?" Seeing Han Yumin's frown, Jiang Meng felt a little worried, so he hurriedly stopped.

"It's delicious, Your Majesty, you can eat it too." Han Yumin smiled cheerfully, "I'm afraid that the Emperor will be hungry."

There was a gratified smile on Jiang Meng's face, like a child who just ate candy.

He pursed his lips lightly, fed her a few more mouthfuls, then picked up the bowl of cold porridge and took a sip.

"It's so sour..." Jiang Meng frowned.

Han Yumin smiled "puchi": "The emperor also said that he insisted on drinking the same as his concubines."

After that, he looked at Jiang Meng carefully again. He took a few sips with a spoon, then simply raised his head and poured a bowl of plum porridge into his stomach.

God!How hungry is the emperor!
Han Yumin stared in shock - many times, she felt that this emperor, beside her, really didn't look like an emperor.

On the contrary... more like a child.

Jiang Meng finished a whole bowl of plum porridge before smacking his lips: "It's quite delicious."

At this moment, An Huai hurried in.

Han Yumin frowned—it's so annoying, it's rare for her to stay with the emperor for a while, but in just a short while, he's probably going to Qian'an Palace again.

"Your Majesty, General Nangong has been waiting in Qian'an Palace for a long time."

Jiang Meng turned his face away: "Oh? How long has he been here?"

"It's been an hour or two, and the servant sees that the emperor is busy, so he doesn't dare to disturb him, but now...it's getting late." An Huai lowered his head, as if he was afraid that Jiang Meng would become the one in the afternoon again. With a face, he kicked straight up and kicked himself into the air.

"Well, then I'll go over here."

Jiang Meng looked at Han Yumin who was still lying on the bed, and gently stroked her heart: "I've been with you for too long, tonight, you take care of yourself, understand?"

Han Yumin nodded reluctantly, but did not speak.

"We have to take good care of our children." Jiang Meng said to himself.

"En." She nodded heavily, even though her heart was upset for a while, she still had a smile on her face.

After Jiang Meng left, Han Yumin hurriedly called An Huai over again and said, "Go tell the small kitchen to make more food for the emperor and send it over. He hasn't eaten for two days and will be hungry."

An Huai nodded like pounding garlic.

In the past, she always felt that she was plotting against each other all day long, and these days were tasteless, but today, she was lying on the bed silently, feeling bored.

Just staring at the roof, suddenly, a familiar figure broke in.

She turned her head and looked at her coldly: "Why is it you again?"

(End of this chapter)