Concubine Li knew very well about the emperor's health. She was old, and in addition to the affairs of the court, she was more than willing but insufficient, but how could he agree?
Could it be that he took some secret medicine?
Concubine Li's suspicion was not unreasonable, and the ministers in the court also made various speculations, but in the end they all felt that the emperor only agreed to this draft to deceive others.
What's more, that person is still the emperor, so he won't admit it.
It's just that they are like this. I wonder if the emperor will hold a grudge in his heart?
In short, no matter what, the draft has become an ironclad fact, and there is no possibility of changing it.
Sha Ling told Feng Yao everything that happened in the court, and Feng Yao smiled slyly.
While drinking the iced sour plum soup, he said: "Sha Ling, do you think the emperor will have a son in his old age?"
Sha Ling sweated, and said after a while: "Master, if you want it, there will be it, if you don't want it, there won't be it!"
Feng Yao's face darkened for a moment, then returned to normal, and said angrily: "Speak clearly, what do I think? It's not my belly, what do you think?"
Sha Ling was yelled at by Feng Yao for no reason. He was very innocent and didn't understand what he said wrong.
In fact, it was just because when Yu Liu left in the morning, she mentioned the matter of the child, which made Feng Yao feel a little weird. So when Sha Ling said those words, Feng Yao felt that strange feeling again.
Realizing that he had just lost his composure, Feng Yao looked embarrassed, coughed a few times, and then said: "It depends on luck, if the old emperor has that fate."
In fact, Feng Yao was still a little bit vicious in his heart. The old emperor must have done too many bad things, so he only had these two outstanding sons, and the rest were just pustules. But it is a pity that these two outstanding sons also died in the end.
There will only be one left, and it will definitely be Yu Liu!
In this draft, it all depends on whether he will give birth to an outstanding son. If not, or if he is still born with a pustule, it can only be said that he is not happy with his retribution.
Yu Liu only had one free day and then started to be busy again.
Feng Yao stayed in the house all day long, not going anywhere. The biggest pleasure every day was to be embarrassed and say some unpleasant words when the group of women paid their respects.
And those women have not moved at all in the past three days. They occasionally visit the house and communicate with each other, as if they are a part of the prince's house, and they live a very comfortable life.
And Lu Wu also went to the west courtyard every three days to chat with those women and test each other out.
There seems to be something strange in the Prince's Mansion recently. Every night, in the west courtyard closest to the dungeon, at midnight, you can hear bursts of screams, which are very shrill and scary.
The rest of the people in the house seemed to be used to it and ignored the sound.
Some people in the west courtyard couldn't sleep at night because of the screams, and even had nightmares every night. They just pretended to be fine during the day.
But it was just a cover-up, his face was pale and his eyes were dark and blue, no amount of powder could hide them.
It's just that everyone kept silent.
"Master, last night Feng Xun gave the girl in Wang Fengzhi's yard to..." Sha Ling didn't say any more, but Feng Yao already understood.
"Haha, it's another romantic seed. I wonder what Wang Fengzhi will do?" Feng Yao had a hint of coldness in his eyes.
What Wang Fengzhi cares most about is Feng Xun's love, the status of Feng Mansion, and her pair of children. Then she will destroy what she cares about bit by bit, so that she can also understand Nangong Ying's mood at the beginning. The emperor's
Concubine Li knew very well how she was doing. She was old, and in addition to the affairs of the court, she was more than willing but not strong enough. But how could he agree?
Could it be that he took some secret medicine?
Concubine Li's suspicion was not unreasonable, and the ministers in the court also made various speculations, but in the end they all felt that the emperor only agreed to this draft to deceive others.
What's more, that person is still the emperor, so he won't admit it.
It's just that they are like this. I wonder if the emperor will hold a grudge in his heart?
In short, no matter what, the draft has become an ironclad fact, and there is no possibility of changing it.
Sha Ling told Feng Yao everything that happened in the court, and Feng Yao smiled slyly.
While drinking the iced sour plum soup, he said: "Sha Ling, do you think the emperor will have a son in his old age?"
Sha Ling sweated, and said after a while: "Master, if you want it, there will be it, if you don't want it, there won't be it!"
Feng Yao's face darkened for a moment, then returned to normal, and said angrily: "Speak clearly, what do I think? It's not my belly, what do you think?"
Sha Ling was yelled at by Feng Yao for no reason. He was very innocent and didn't understand what he said wrong.
In fact, it was just because when Yu Liu left in the morning, she mentioned the matter of the child, which made Feng Yao feel a little weird. So when Sha Ling said those words, Feng Yao felt that strange feeling again.
Realizing that he had just lost his composure, Feng Yao looked embarrassed, coughed a few times, and then said: "It depends on luck, if the old emperor has that fate."
In fact, Feng Yao was still a little bit vicious in his heart. The old emperor must have done too many bad things, so he only had these two outstanding sons, and the rest were just pustules. But it is a pity that these two outstanding sons also died in the end.
There will only be one left, and it will definitely be Yu Liu!
In this draft, it all depends on whether he will give birth to an outstanding son. If not, or if he is still born with a pustule, it can only be said that he is not happy with his retribution.
Yu Liu only had one free day and then started to be busy again.
Feng Yao stayed in the house all day long, not going anywhere. The biggest pleasure every day was to be embarrassed and say some unpleasant words when the group of women paid their respects.
And those women have not moved at all in the past three days. They occasionally visit the house and communicate with each other, as if they are a part of the prince's house, and they live a very comfortable life.
And Lu Wu also went to the west courtyard every three days to chat with those women and test each other out.
There seems to be something strange in the Prince's Mansion recently. Every night, in the west courtyard closest to the dungeon, at midnight, you can hear bursts of screams, which are very shrill and scary.
The rest of the people in the house seemed to be used to it and ignored the sound.
Some people in the west courtyard couldn't sleep at night because of the screams, and even had nightmares every night. They just pretended to be fine during the day.
But it was just a cover-up, his face was pale and his eyes were dark and blue, no amount of powder could hide them.
It's just that everyone kept silent.
"Master, last night Feng Xun gave the girl in Wang Fengzhi's yard to..." Sha Ling didn't say any more, but Feng Yao already understood.
"Haha, it's another romantic seed. I wonder what Wang Fengzhi will do?" Feng Yao had a hint of coldness in his eyes.
What Wang Fengzhi cares about most is Feng Xun's love, the status of Feng Mansion, and her pair of children. Then she will destroy what she cares about bit by bit, so that she can also understand Nangong Ying's mood back then.