In his previous life, he was disfigured and his eyes were gouged out, and he was reborn to kill ever

After hearing the emperor's words, Yang Furong quickly answered without any hesitation:

"Your Majesty, you are in your prime, how come you are old?"

"Long live your Majesty, you are only 30 years old now. I wonder how young you are?"

Emperor Qin Jingyan knew that Concubine Yang said this just to make herself happy.

But after hearing these words, I couldn't help but feel a lot better.

Long live?

Not to mention long live the Emperor Liang, everyone is overworked.

Most of them only live to be fifty years old before dying.

He is thirty-six years old this year, although he has no serious health problems.

But ailments and pains are constant.

This was one of the reasons why he showed mercy to Qin Luo.

Seeing that the emperor's complexion improved a lot, Yang Furong spoke softly again,

"Your Majesty, I have an unkind request."

"Go ahead."

Qin Jingyan was in a very good mood, closed his eyes and replied slowly.

"I heard that Duke Fang's legitimate daughter knows medical skills and is helping Her Royal Highness to treat infertility these days."

"I, my concubine, am feeling a little unwell. I would like your majesty to allow Miss Fang to enter the palace to give me some medical treatment."

Hearing this, the emperor slowly opened his eyes.

He turned to look at Yang Furong, with no trace of happiness or anger on his face, and asked in a deep voice:

"Isn't the imperial doctor in the palace good?"

Yang Furong said coquettishly:

"Your Majesty, I am not saying that the imperial doctor in the palace is not good."

"It's just that the imperial doctors in the palace always use tepid medicines. Aren't you anxious to conceive a prince for your majesty?"

"I think that Miss Fang's medical skills are something that even Her Royal Highness the Princess can trust."

"I also want to ask her to nurse me back to health. In this way, maybe it won't be long before I can conceive a dragon heir."

The emperor lowered his eyes, noncommittal.

"Your Majesty, just accept my concubine!"

"I'll give you a shoulder squeeze again, my concubine."

As she spoke, she stretched out her soft, boneless fingers and gently squeezed the emperor's shoulders.

"That's all, it's up to you."

A few days ago, he specially transferred Qin Mu away from the capital.

Thinking that Liu Xinyue could help Luoer take in Fang Ling.

But in the end, Liu Xinyue was killed by Luo Er himself.

Luo Er was also punished.

Nothing happened to Fang Ling.

It's really annoying to think about it.

However, if she could really help Furong get well, she would be pregnant with a prince in a short time.

It is not impossible to summon her into the palace to see Furong.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Yang Furong excitedly kissed the emperor directly on the cheek.

Eunuch Zhou, who was standing aside, hurriedly flicked his fly whisk to cover his eyes and turned away.

"You are really presumptuous."

The emperor said words of blame, but the expression on his face was very helpful.

"I can't help myself. Your Majesty, please punish me."

Yang Furong said, kneeling down to apologize.

The emperor stretched out his hand to support her and pulled her into his arms.

Yang Furong sat on his lap and reached out to hook his neck.

And said softly:

"Your Majesty~"

"Hehehe..."

The emperor smiled heartily.

The unhappy mood just now disappeared.

Qin Luo helped the Queen Mother back to Cining Palace.

He sent her back to the dormitory.

"Royal Grandma, please rest first. My grandson will go back to the house for confinement."

Queen Mother Feng Shuying raised her hand to ask him to stay, and then asked everyone in the bedroom to leave first.

She and Qin Luo were the only two people left in the room.

Her face suddenly sank,

"Luo'er, kneel down for Yijia."

Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, then he knelt down obediently and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"My grandson is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Feng Shuying said sharply.

Qin Luo has never seen such a stern imperial grandmother.

Be silent and speak carefully,

"My grandson shouldn't be so impulsive."

"Doing things without considering the consequences will leave a bad taste in people's mouth."

Feng Shuying sighed deeply,

"Luo'er, you haven't become the crown prince yet."

"Your father has not made you the crown prince for a long time because he is dissatisfied with your daily performance."

"Ever since you and Fang Ling broke off your engagement, things have started to go wrong frequently."

"Although you are the best candidate for the crown prince now, it does not mean that your father must choose you."

"Besides, if you are not strong, even if your father chooses you, others will not be convinced."

"Prince An is currently weak. There is no guarantee that one day he will recover."

"Although King Hui is young, he will grow up one day."

"What's more, there is no guarantee that more princes will be born in the harem."

"Even without these, your imperial uncles will become your opponents."

"The imperial grandmother and your mother can protect you for a while, but they cannot protect you for the rest of your life."

"After all, you still have to be able to stand up on your own."

Qin Luo knelt on the ground and listened to the imperial grandmother's scolding without saying a word.

Queen Mother Feng Shuying saw Qin Luo kneeling on the ground like an eggplant beaten by frost.

I couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

She leaned down and helped Qin Luo up.

"Luo'er, the imperial grandmother is also worried about you."

"If you are going to reach a high position in the future, you will definitely have to endure more hardships than ordinary people."

"You also need to temper your character a lot."

"You can't always be happy and angry, let alone act impulsively, you know."

Qin Luo lowered his head and responded,

"My grandson knows."

"One more thing, you must bring Fang Ling into Prince Gong's Mansion."

"For some reason, the Ai family always feels that Fang Ling can improve your luck."

"Ever since she broke off the engagement with you, you have hit a wall at every turn."

"The reputation also plummeted."

"Even your warehouse doesn't seem to have been emptied. The thief has not been found yet."

"It seems to the Yi Ai family that no matter what method you use, you must bring Fang Ling into Prince Gong's mansion as soon as possible, otherwise your luck will never come back."

Qin Luo nodded in agreement.

Because of Liu Xinyue, Fang Ling was so angry that he felt regretful.

It would be best if Fang Ling could come back on her own initiative.

However, she is now engaged to King Jing.

King Jing is the God of War, and he is simply not comparable to him.

In addition, Fang Ling doesn't have any chance at all now and doesn't give it to himself.

How easy is it to bring Fang Ling into Prince Gong's Mansion again?

He darkened his eyes.

Perhaps, he could directly tie Fang Ling into the palace before King Jing returned to the capital.

At that time, whether the uncooked rice has been cooked or not?

Fang Ling's reputation was also ruined, so it would be impossible for her not to enter his Prince Gong's palace.

As for King An's sick son, he drinks medicine all day long to recuperate his health.

When the time comes, he orders people to secretly add a few more herbs to his soup to get rid of him.

King Hui was only five years old, and he was at a playful age.

It's not impossible to accidentally bump into something and have an accident.

Since my father had other choices, he could simply let him have no choice.

Thinking of this, his eyes became dark.

He slowly bowed to the Queen Mother,

"Royal Grandma, my grandson knows how to do it, please don't worry."

Queen Mother Feng nodded,

"It's good to know. You can ascend to the position of prince as soon as possible so that your mother and the imperial grandmother can feel at ease."

"Yes."

Qin Luo responded.