Concubine Yun glanced at him, and the look in her eyes was extremely cold, "You can't have children, it is your blessing that King Yu is willing to pass An'er to you, and you should be content if you have a few points in your heart." ”

"It turns out that in the heart of the mother concubine, she has already seen that her son is dead and cannot have children......" Meng Jing smiled bitterly, and the hoarse voice was almost squeezed out of her throat.

The golden armor in Concubine Yun's hand clicked on the table, no longer looking at his face, and only said stiffly, "If you still recognize the concubine of this palace, you will listen to the arrangement of this palace." ”

"But the son thinks that the son can die again."

"What do you mean by that?" Concubine Yun raised her head sharply and swept coldly into his eyes.

Meng Jing arched his hand, "My son has already had a round house with Doctor Chu." ”

"Your hidden illness...... Cured? The corners of Concubine Yun's eyes twitched for a moment, and she asked incredulously.

Meng Jing knew what his mother was up to. He nodded, and shook his head again.

"What the hell do you mean?!" Concubine Yun straightened her back, looked at him gloomily, and asked again.

Meng Jing's thin lips lifted slightly, "My son only has feelings for Dr. Chu, and in this life, he can only touch her as a woman." After a pause, he added, "I can't say that at this moment, she already has the flesh and blood of her son in her womb." ”

"......" Concubine Yun listened to Meng Jing's words, and her dark and cold gaze roamed his face for a long time, as if she wanted to see the depths of his soul from his eyes and see the truth of his words.

I don't know how long it has been, and the handful of agarwood crumbs in the incense burner have burned out, so she spoke, looked at Meng Jing, and said coldly, "Since you have been lucky, take her into the house!" ”

Meng Jing raised his eyebrows, "What about the succession?" ”

Concubine Yun gritted her teeth, "Don't mention it for now." ”

Meng Jing let out a "hmm", breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to retreat.

Concubine Yun refused to let him go easily, she looked at him coldly, for a long time, and added, "For a period of one year, after one year, if that Chu Ci does not give birth to a male heir for you, the succession will be decided by the palace." ”

Meng Jing's eyes sank for a moment, and he turned around and left directly.

It's the default.

Three days later, Li Tiedan's condition stabilized and he left the Rejuvenation Hall.

Chu Ci became even more famous, almost to the point of becoming a household name.

For a time, in the rejuvenation hall, the flow of people was like weaving, like a busy city.

Some people come to seek medical treatment and heal the old years; Some people came to join in the fun, watching Chu Ci, the glamorous goddess doctor; There are also people who are curious, just to take a look at the rumored disembowelment patient and touch his wounds......

Chu Ci was so busy that the world was spinning, and he sat in front of the medicine hall in the morning, except for going to the toilet, he had no chance to get up at all.

That night, it was easy to send the last patient away. She pounded her sore old waist and was about to get up, when she looked up, she saw Meng Jing standing in front of the case.

"You...... How did it come? She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his expression, and suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"This king is here to take you home." Meng Jing was concise and to the point.

When Chu Ci heard this, the paperweight in his hand suddenly fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

She frowned tightly before she said, "I said, I won't be a concubine for you." ”

Meng Jing looked at her flat lower abdomen, "But in your abdomen, you may already have the flesh and blood of this king." ”

When Chu Ci heard the last two words, he was so angry that his teeth trembled. She raised her head, her eyes red, and stared at him viciously, "You still dare to say it!" If you hadn't taken it by force...... How could I ...... How could it be ...... "may have your child."

"Ah Ci, go back to the house with this king, once you are pregnant, this king will immediately marry and welcome you into the door, you are the regent princess of this king."

When Chu Ci heard this, he stared at him and sneered again and again, "What if I can't get pregnant?" Are you going to imprison me for the rest of your life? By the way, squeeze out all my available value? ”

"That's not what this king meant!"

"That being the case, then I'll leave the words here, when will you carry the sedan chair, and the Ming media is marrying me into the Regent's Palace, I will go back with you when I want! As for anything else, don't even think about it! With that, she picked up the medicine box, turned and left.

Meng Jing watched her slender back disappear little by little.

The corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

Ah Ci, this little thing, really can't help a little agitation.

With a little trick from him, she herself couldn't wait to jump into the pit.

But, he liked it.

Back in the bedroom, Chu Ci was still angry.

In a fit of rage, he smashed most of the furnishings in the house.

After venting enough, she asked Si'er to help her carry water and prepare a soup bath.

After taking a hot bath, she didn't care about cleaning up the mess, climbed into bed, and buried herself in the quilt.

After a long time, I fell asleep unconsciously.

At this time, she didn't know at all that Meng Jing had already gone to prepare for the eight-lift sedan chair she said and the Ming Media was marrying.