I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 81 Recipe for Bu Yang

"The servant asked."

Wu Mingkong turned his head to look at her, and asked casually, "What did Shang Gong say?"

Lin Wan'er said: "Shang Gong said that there are several possibilities. The first one is a person with a natural disability. If there is no such desire, even if there is, nothing can be done."

Wu Mingkong frowned slightly.

When he was in Yirenju, that sex embryo kept staring at the dancer's legs, which meant that he still had desires...

Not only is there, but it is huge!

This reason can be ruled out.

"The second possibility is that you spend your days unrestrained and overworked, which damages your yang energy and makes you unable to have children."

Wu Mingkong blushed slightly, glanced at Lin Wan'er, and said, "Who told you to ask about having a baby?"

Lin Wan'er's eyes showed a blank look, and said, "Didn't you marry a wife and have children?"

"I just want to ask. That's all, you continue to talk."

Wu Mingkong blushed and waved his hands unnaturally.

Lin Wan'er continued: "The third possibility is that the person's heart belongs to him, so he restrains himself and refuses to marry others."

Be your own, restrain yourself
Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, a blush suddenly appeared on his fair face.

Could that be her?
As soon as this idea came to her mind, she rejected it.

The old man is already 28, and the age to marry a wife has passed more than ten years.

More than ten years ago.

She is still a child.

If the heart really belongs to her, then it's not romance, it's perversion!
If not her, who would it be?
Thinking that the old man might have someone in his heart.

Wu Mingkong was suddenly unhappy.

aside.

Lin Wan'er didn't notice Wu Mingkong's abnormality, and continued: "There is one last possibility, overworked, exhausted, and no time to marry a wife and have children."

Hear this.

Wu Mingkong's eyes lit up.

in her memory.

Fang Xiu, the traitor, has never rested for a moment since he became the prime minister.

To say he was exhausted would not be an exaggeration.

Think about it.

Among the four reasons, this is the most reliable.

of course.

In addition, the second, the third is also possible.

Think of this.

Wu Mingkong looked at Lin Wan'er, pretending to be careless, and said casually, "What's the way to deal with it?"

Lin Wan'er was like a bright mirror in her heart.

The 28-year-old man His Majesty mentioned is actually Fang Xiang.

Asking Shang Gong these words is also for Fang Xiang.

But the last time I suffered from sister understanding, this time my memory grew, and I pretended not to know, and replied: "Shang Gong said that there are different ways to deal with these four items."

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, his eyes showed a look of bewilderment, and he asked doubtfully, "Is there a method for the first method?"

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Lin Wan'er was silent for a second, her pretty face blushed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Your servant made a mistake, the first type is hopeless."

Wu Mingkong: "."

"Go on."

"Ah."

Lin Wan'er continued: "For the second type, as long as you take more prescriptions for nourishing yin and nourishing yang, pay attention to restraint on weekdays, adjust your diet, and eat more tonics, you can recover within a month at most."

"For the third type, heart disease needs heart medicine. Different people have different methods. It is probably to let people get rid of the demons and start over."

"For the fourth type, you don't need to do anything else, just take more rest."

Wu Mingbai's fair face revealed a look of thought, and he muttered to himself: "Prescription, diet, rest."

Lin Wan'er stood aside, thinking: Your Majesty will not seek medicine for Fang Xiang, right?
Just thought so.

In the next second, Wu Mingkong's voice was heard.

"You will go to the imperial hospital later, and ask the imperial doctor to prescribe a few doses of Yang-tonifying medicine, and ask again, what is the most nourishing for men."

After Wu Mingkong finished speaking, he felt that his small thoughts were too blatant.

Blush appeared on his fair face, trying to find a reasonable reason to prove that he was not asking for medicine for others.

But racking his brains, he couldn't figure it out.

Face flushed red.

aside.

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty doesn't need to explain, this servant understands."

"The maidservant has gone to get the medicine, goodbye, Your Majesty."

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay for a quarter of an hour, turned around and left.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looked at her back, gritted his silver teeth, and said unhappily:
"Damn girl! She's getting bolder and bolder!"

After a while.

Lin Wan'er fetched the prescription, and carefully glanced at the empress, seeing that her expression was normal, she dared to speak:
"Your Majesty, the prescription has been brought, and the servants also asked about the tonic. The imperial doctor said that people in Yongzhou like to eat a kind of green vegetable called leek, which can nourish yang. There is also a seaside thing called oyster in Yan State. Delicious, but also nourishing yang.”

Speaking of which.

She paused, hesitated and said:

"there's one more thing."

"Say."

"Is this prescription sent to Xiangguo's mansion, or?"

"Send it to Xiangguo Mansion for what!"

Wu Mingkong blushed, glared at Lin Wan'er, and said angrily, "What does the prescription have to do with the Xiangguo Mansion? What nonsense are you talking about!"

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Lin Wan'er hurriedly said: "My servant is confused, I know my mistake, please Your Majesty punish me!"

"Humph!"

Wu Mingkong snorted coldly, and said lightly: "If you do your best in daily life, I won't punish you. Bring the prescription and show me."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lin Wan'er took the prescription and presented it to Wu Mingkong with both hands.

Wu Mingkong reached out to take it, looked at it, put it on the table as if nothing had happened, and said, "Go down."

After all, Lin Wan'er had served the Empress since she was a child, so she still understood the Empress' thoughts.

She hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, leaned forward, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, this prescription has to be delivered by someone else. I can't let you deliver it yourself. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing?"

"you!"

Wu Mingkong glared at her with a red face, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Lin Wan'er said: "This servant really deserves to die, this servant doesn't even know what he's talking about."

The voice fell.

The master and servant looked at each other subconsciously, and then quickly separated.

Wu Mingkong gritted his teeth, picked up the prescription, handed it to Lin Wan'er, and said: "The prescription is for you, you can do whatever you want, anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Wan'er stretched out her hand to take the prescription, with a smile on her face, she said, "All slaves understand!"

"You know what"

Wu Mingkong really wanted to curse, his face turned red from holding back, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and said angrily, "Get out!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Lin Wan'er left.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looked at her back, seemed to be caught in memories, his eyes became blurred.

After a long time, just now he sighed, picked up the cup of beauty tea, and sipped it lightly.

After all, the prescription was still not sent to Xiangguo's mansion.

Because Lin Wan'er left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, she realized that it was already dark.

Standing under the eaves, she looked at the dots of stars in the sky, and a smile like an aunt's suddenly appeared on her delicate face.

After a long while, I restrained my emotions and said to myself:
"Anyway, it's going to be early tomorrow, so it's the same when I send it off, go back and rest!"

Lin Wan'er put away the prescription and left bouncing away.

Time flies, and tomorrow is here in the blink of an eye.

In the morning, it was just dawn.

The empress had already sat on the dragon chair in Fengtian Temple.

Civil and military officials lined up to enter the hall and stood on both sides.

After standing still.

The palace maid's shrill voice followed.

"If you have a book, please play it!"

"Retire without capital!"

(End of this chapter)