Chapter 922： It also depends on whether he has that life or not.

Chapter 922 It depends on whether he has that fate

Yunyi poured herself a cup of tea: "It seems that I can't hold it anymore, I'm afraid that the silver flowers given by the court are almost used up, and those who think about the law will make money."

Jing Rui's eyes flashed with mockery: "It also depends on whether he has that fate?"

Yunyi laughed directly: "Yes, if there is such a life, I am afraid that there will be no such thing as the one in the palace."

Jing Rui glanced at the sky outside the door: "If it hadn't been for the failure of the father's plan, his influence in Yin Hongshan would have long ceased to exist."

Yun Yi laughed: "What's the hurry, if we clean up King Yu's people, we are helping the person in the palace to eradicate dissidents, and I'm afraid that person will laugh at us stupid.

But since King Yu is so ignorant, let's rob him of his last warehouse in the capital, maybe it will help him make a decision in advance. "

There was a smile in Jing Rui's eyes: "It's really possible, I received news yesterday that King Yu's people have been checking the warehouses these days, but unfortunately it's all in vain, and there's no clue, if this is the last The food in a warehouse can't be kept, and I'm afraid that King Yu will vomit blood again."

King Yu, who was discussing between the two, was furious at the moment: "I spent so many years teaching you in vain. Do you know how much influence you and Wen Yue will have on our plan?"

Because I was too angry, I raised my hand and slapped it on the huanghuali table in front of me. The teapot and teacup above were shaken, and the room was full of crackling noises, scaring the people waiting outside. Shrinking his neck.

Mo Jingting now regrets his impulses a little bit, but he is the dignified Prince Yu, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

But things have already happened, he can't go to Renfu and beg to take back and leave the book, then how will he behave in the future.

Resisting the urge to turn around and leave, listening to his father's roar, he swore in his heart that after his father's plan was successful, he would find a way to let the Ren family distribute 3,000 miles to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But thinking of Ren Wentong, he could not help clenching his fists.

It wasn't until late at night that King Yu finally vented the anger in his heart.

Then the father and son conspired for a while, and it was not until the middle of the night that the two came out of the study.

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In the palace, the imperial physicians were busy for a few days, but they were still unable to do anything.

The Holy Sage ordered to post an imperial list to recruit talented people from all over the world. As long as the queen's illness can be cured, the diagnosis fee will be removed, and the emperor will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold.

But after a few days of posting this list, no one dared to reveal it.

The queen, who had hoped, was desperate when she learned of this situation.

In Kuntai Palace, all the bronze mirrors were put away, and the servants were all like frightened birds, for fear that one accident would irritate the queen.

On this day, Linglong, the maid next to the queen, hurried into the inner hall where the queen lived: "I have seen the empress."

The Queen    didn't answer, just sat there in a daze, and Linglong slowly approached: "Niangniang, the slave girl heard that the concubine of Duan Wangfu's medical skills is very good, do you want to invite her into the palace to help you diagnose?"

Empress Fu Lirong didn't respond for a long time, making Linglong on the side a little anxious: "Niangniang, you heard the voice of the slave maid."

Fu Lirong's voice was slightly hoarse: "Even the Hongyuan Court can't do anything about it. How can she be a woman?"

Linglong hurriedly said: "Niangniang, if you can do it, you will find out after you try it. Anyway, the hospital has nothing to do with it. It's better to let the prince of Duan Wangfu go to the palace to try."

(end of this chapter)