Chapter 142: The Secret Recipe for Giving Birth to a Son

He Rong asked to see him outside the door.

Yang Xuanling said: "Say." ”

"The lord came back and said that His Majesty had a message to pass on the princess to enter the palace." He Rong broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, the princess's health is not good, how many days have she been lying here, where is the strength to enter the palace, nine times out of ten you have to let the master refuse.

"No, no." Yang Xuanling didn't think about it at all.

Really......

But Yun Mao's voice came out unexpectedly, "Prepare the car, I want to enter the palace." ”

Yang Xuanling looked down at her, gently grabbed her hand, and wrapped it firmly, as if he had taken her whole person in his arms, "You are not in good health, you can not enter, let me tell Your Majesty." ”

"No, I'm thinking of entering the palace." Yun Miao said: "I want to find out, who is going to steal my life!" ”

"Stealing your life?!" Yang Xuanling's hand suddenly tightened, and his pupils condensed.

"Let's talk about it on the road, let's enter the palace together." Yun Miao didn't dare to hold it up, and it was more reassuring to have him by his side. Besides, if she wanted to go by herself, he would never agree.

Fortunately, Yun Miao has a Xuanmen family, even if she knows some mystical arts, it will not be suspicious.

After explaining the mirage to Yang Xuanling, Yang Xuanling's face was no longer good-looking.

He tried his best to control the anger and murderous intent in his body, not wanting to scare Yun Yuan, but even so, when he clenched his hands into fists, the sound of the joints and bones was still extremely amazing.

Yun Miao held his hand, "Your Majesty asked me to enter the palace at this time, it should be for the queen mother's autopsy, is there any other cause of death." And for me, the timing of the Queen Mother's death is too coincidental, this matter is definitely not simple, you must be calm! ”

"I'll try not to beat Zhao Falcon." Yang Xuanling gritted his teeth faintly, and was really angry in his heart.

Thinking that he is full of Yang's family, he has been loyal to the Han Dynasty since the founding of the country, and has never been against his heart for a day.

When encountering the benevolent lord and the king, the Guogong Mansion may be restored. If they encounter narrow-mindedness, they can't see the high power of the Yang family, and they want to take power, they will also cooperate. Disperse the Yang family's army, disarm and return to the field, take off the plaque of the Guogong Mansion, re-enter the court, or worship the king, or live in seclusion, all of which will cater to the wishes.

It's nothing more than wanting to survive, which looks like scenery, but it's like walking on thin ice.

Even so, it is still inevitable that all kinds of conspiracies will be assassinated. The dignified son of the princess, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, has been in the army since he was a child, and he has never dared to take credit, just to have a place to stay.

How many times have I been born and died for the Han Dynasty, and I was loyal to the king, but in exchange for not even being able to protect my wife and children.

If it weren't for Zhao Falcon on the throne now, like him, he had come back from a small time, and the current Yang Mansion might not be the founding mansion!

Yun Miao changed the subject, "I heard my mother say that His Majesty has never had a son. ”

Yang Xuanling nodded, "Last year, there was a concubine in the harem who gave birth to a son, but that son was not his." ”

Yun Yuan: "Huh? That's a bit of a slap in the face. ”

“…… He always wanted to ask you if there was any secret recipe for having a son. Yang Xuanling finally helped a certain emperor and passed the word. These days, as long as he enters the palace, Zhao Falcon will inevitably pull him to complain about his bitterness, want to have a son, and want to meet Yun Yuan.

It's just that the birth of children and daughters depends on whether God gives it or not, which person can control and control.

I didn't want Yun Miao to nod very affirmatively, "Yes, it's just ......" looked at him and didn't continue.

Yang Xuanling didn't understand what she meant for a while, "What? ”