The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 9 What does it mean to share a husband with others

Chapter 9 What does it mean to share a husband with others

Manzhen continued to blink vigorously without speaking, hoping that her master could understand.

"Manzhen, I think you need to see an imperial doctor. If you get eye disease, you won't be able to marry."

Manzhen: ...

"Your Majesty, this servant only wants to be with you all the time and not marry."

Yan Ruoli immediately retorted: "How can that be done? You should marry a male college and a female college. You can't have the idea of ​​being an older leftover woman. Look at me. Although I share a husband with many women at the same time, there is a winner anyway." Too much."

Mo Lingtian: ...

What does it mean to share a husband with others?
What is better than nothing?
Is he that bad?
Mo Lingtian was hurt by Yan Ruoli's anger, and just as he was about to leave, several imperial doctors arrived.

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor! I deserve ten thousand deaths for my crimes, and I kept Concubine Yan waiting for a long time." Imperial Physician Li kowtowed non-stop.

I just heard from Eunuch Wei that Yan Meiren jumped several levels in succession and has already been conferred the title of Concubine Yan. The imperial edict will soon spread throughout the palace.

Mo Lingtian took a sharp look at several people, and said coldly: "Since you know that you deserve death, then I will grant your wish."

The several imperial physicians were so frightened that they kowtowed immediately, "The emperor calms down, the ministers are also following orders, and please forgive me."

Seeing that Mo Lingtian didn't speak, Yan Ruoli knew that he was angry with the imperial doctors who came too late, but in fact, it was also for her own sake.

She was really moved at this time, everyone said that the emperor was ruthless, but she felt that the dog emperor was a bit humane, but she couldn't let a few imperial doctors take their lives because of a minor illness.

Yan Ruoli stretched out her small hand, tugged at Mo Lingtian's brocade sleeves, raised her sweet face and said happily: "Your Majesty, this concubine is no longer in pain, today is a happy day for this concubine to be promoted, this concubine You want to show off your talents and cook delicious food for the emperor in return, so can you take back your life and spare a few imperial physicians?"

Seeing Yan Ruoli's earnest gaze, Mo Lingtian pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "One year's salary fine."

Several imperial doctors kowtowed vigorously again, Empress Yan Fei is their great savior.

It turned out that the most favored woman in the harem was Concubine Yan, and she finally knew who to please.

In the past, it was always a dog's eyes to see people as inferior, and thought that a high-ranking empress should please her.

Now it seems that the grade is not a matter of the emperor's words.

"Thank you, the emperor, for not killing me, and thank you, Niang Niang, for pleading for my ministers."

"You still don't want to come here and treat the concubine Yan." Mo Lingtian said coldly.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The leading imperial physician Li tremblingly put a veil on Yan Ruoli, and tremblingly took her pulse seriously. After a while, he said to Mo Lingtian: "Your Majesty, the pain in the lower abdomen is caused by irregular menstruation. I will prescribe a few medicines for the empress, and the pain will be relieved after a few months of conditioning."

When Yan Ruoli heard that she would drink the herbal medicine for several months, she immediately shook her head, "I don't drink herbal medicine, it's too bitter."

Mo Lingtian glared at Yan Ruoli, "Good medicine tastes bitter." After finishing speaking, he asked Imperial Physician Li, "Doctor Li, is there any other cure?"

Doctor Li thought about it, but didn't know whether to say it or not.

"But it's okay to say!" Mo Lingtian ordered.

"Your majesty, if your mother gives birth to a little prince or a little princess, and take good care of her during the confinement period, the pain will disappear. This is the only cure without taking medicine."

Yan Ruoli became even more depressed when she heard this.

All she could think about was having a baby, having a baby, having a baby!
She didn't want to have a baby so early.

She has no relationship with the dog emperor, why should she have a child for him?
Manzhen immediately said happily after hearing this: "Madam, I think it's a very good way to have a baby."

Yan Ruoli said sweetly: "Manzhen, I'd better drink the medicine. I think what the emperor said is reasonable. Good medicine tastes bitter, and if it is paired with some candied fruit, it should taste good too."

After several imperial physicians walked out of Cuiyun Pavilion, Mo Lingtian asked Yan Ruoli with a gloomy face, "Concubine Yan is unwilling to have a child for me?"

Seeing Mo Lingtian's fierce eyes, Yan Ruoli was afraid of offending him, so she asked for trouble, and said a little bit wrongly: "Of course not, I think that being able to give birth to the emperor's child is my eighth life." It’s a blessing, but now the concubine wants to cultivate more relationship with the emperor, so it’s not too late to find a chance to regenerate in the future.”

Hearing this and going home, Mo Lingtian's face softened a lot, and he didn't continue to pursue this topic, but he didn't say he left Cuiyunxuan until it got dark.

Yan Ruoli looked at the sky, then at someone sitting on the main seat who had been reading a book, and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, are you still going back to your own palace for dinner?"

(End of this chapter)

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