Chapter 1136 He Is an Emperor, Not a Stallion

When Xue Qinglian and Qianyi arrived at the hall, Tang Haiyuan still sat there quietly, even though he was very anxious, he didn't show any clues on his face.

On the other hand, Tang Ren was far inferior in controlling his emotions. When he saw the figures of those two people appearing at the entrance of the hall, an uncontrollable resentment appeared in his eyes.

He was attacked in his room last night, and he passed out without even being able to see the other person's face clearly.

The person who did it was Xue Qinglian, a ghost doctor.

No evidence is needed at all.

The censor has a lot of power, and if he wants to investigate the relationship between the two women and the King of Nanling, one night is enough time. One of the two women belonged to Princess Nanling, and the other belonged to Xue Qinglian.

"Old man Tang Haiyuan, it's a great honor to have the ghost doctor see you." When Tang Haiyuan saw someone approaching, he got up first to say hello.

"How do you know that I'm a ghost doctor?" Xue Qinglian replied casually, without looking at the two of them, went to the chair and sat down, crooked, eyes still half awake.

"Many years ago, the ghost doctor visited the capital, and I was lucky enough to see it."

The hair of the young man in front of him was messy, and the robe on his body seemed to be put on casually before going out. He didn't even fasten his belt, it was loose and loose.

Tang Haiyuan showed no dissatisfaction.

Now they are at a disadvantage in asking for others, no matter what, they have to suffer.

What's more, this is the Nanling Prince's Mansion, and it's not someone else's turn to show off their authority.

"If you have something to talk about, don't disturb my sleep if you have nothing to do." The sloppy man on the chair spit out another rude sentence.

Tang Ren's cheeks twitched in anger, and the resentment in his eyes grew stronger, while Qianyi, who was standing next to Xue Qinglian, also stared at him with wide eyes, but her slightly drooping cat eyes were vicious, not vicious at all. , but more like fried hair.

Tang Haiyuan glanced at Tang Ren coldly, suppressed his overflowing emotions, and then said, "The main purpose of our visit this time is to ask the ghost doctor to help cure the evil son's sudden illness. "

Hearing that Xue Qinglian glanced at Tang Haiyuan, this old guy was really calm, knowing that he did it, but he didn't say a word about it. medical.

"There is nothing wrong with a wicked son. He is too reckless and reckless. He should be taught a lesson. After this time, he will definitely reflect on his mistakes in the future and reform himself. That's why this old man has the cheek to beg for him, hoping to get him a Chance."

old fox.

Xue Qinglian snorted, "Master Tang wants to teach his son, so take him back and close the door and teach him slowly. What are you doing here to file a lawsuit? Ask me to give him a chance? He is not my son."

The merciless sarcasm caused Tang Ren's face to change instantly, his face flushed from the humiliation, and he said angrily, "Xue Qinglian, don't think you..."

"Evil son, shut up!" Tang Haiyuan interrupted his cursing, took a deep breath, "It's the old man who can't teach the child well. Don't talk about other things this time, the old man begged the ghost doctor to save him."

"Master Tang knows me quite well. Since you know that I am a ghost doctor, you don't know my nickname?" The man opened his sleepy eyes, and when he looked over, his eyes were full of indifference.

Tang Haiyuan's heart sank to the bottom.

Ghost doctor, nicknamed dead but not cured.

If you are in a bad mood, you don’t need a doctor. If you don’t like your eyes, you don’t need a doctor. Tang Ren had all of these two things.

Now Xue Qinglian made it clear that she would not save her.

Yes, he did it himself. If Xue Qinglian would have rescued him if he had just come to beg, then he wouldn't be hated by the Jianghu people so much.

Xue Qinglian is not a benevolent doctor who can help the world by hanging the pot. He is a man who refuses to heal when he dies. He possesses miraculous medical skills.

Asking to come is just asking for humiliation.

Tang Haiyuan smiled wryly, but what can he do?

No matter how bad Tang Ren was, he was also his own son. Could it be that he turned a blind eye to this and would not save him?

He tried his best, and he has fulfilled his responsibility as a father.

As for the failure of this way, Tang Haiyuan turned to seek another genius doctor, Princess Nanling, without even thinking about it. That was a more defensive one.

You don't need to ask, and you know there is no hope.

Moreover, if he really dared to disturb Princess Nanling, he might not even be able to protect the black hair on his head.

Even though he is a censor, he also has his own side in the court, but if he wants to fight against the King of Nanling, he will be blocking the car with his arms and courting death.

It took only a moment to dismiss Tang Haiyuan and his son, Xue Qinglian returned to Liuyun Pavilion, closed the door and fell asleep.

He has to ensure that he gets enough sleep every day, so that he can make up for the sleep time lost during his research.

As for Tang Haiyuan and his son's mourning when they left, it would not have any impact on Xue Qinglian.

Is he a man of sympathy?

no.

Tang Haiyuan was indeed a bit pitiful, but the son was not the fault of his father, and Tang Ren had an unshirkable responsibility for what he had today.

If you do something wrong, you always have to bear the consequences.

Turning over, Xue Qinglian fell asleep very fast, and when she was half asleep, she made a plan for the night after she woke up.

I went to Yushifu last night, and it's time to visit another one tonight.

There were four of those people yesterday. Since they are brothers who share the blessings, they should naturally share the difficulties.

When your brother fell into the water, you just stood on the shore and watched, how embarrassing it was.

The imperial palace and the imperial garden are bustling.

At the end of October, the weather in Beijing is already very cool, and in November, the temperature will drop sharply.

Taking advantage of the crisp autumn weather and the bright sunshine, Liu Yusheng dragged the Empress Dowager out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and took the two beans to the imperial garden to soak up the sunshine.

In view of Croton's disapproval of Feng Qingbai, the majestic prince of Nanling Kingdom could only walk behind a few people not far or near, acting as a follower.

"Uncle Huang, when Croton grows up, he may treat you better. Don't be sad." Feng Mohan walked beside the man, comforting him dryly.

"Do you have a son?"

"……No."

"Without you, how do you know that Croton will treat me better when he grows up?" The man bit the good word especially hard.

Feng Mohan, "..." Uncle Huang meant that he would only be qualified to comfort him when he also had a son, who was still a wicked son similar to Croton.

The emperor's uncle was clearly embarrassing him.

son?

None of the concubines in the harem can give birth, so where can he get a son.

But he didn't dare to retort. If he retorted, Grandma Huang would definitely seize this opportunity and put the draft on the agenda again.

Is it easy to be a concubine who spoils me twice in three days? He is also very tired!

The body is tired, and the heart is also tired.

He is an emperor, not a stallion.

Even if he knows that it is his responsibility to spread the branches and spread the leaves to the heir, at least let him take a breather.

Dealing with the woman from Sannomiya Sixth Court who wanted to overthrow him was definitely not an easy job.