Qiao Wanyou lowered her voice, "My eyes have been seeing a little better lately, but there's been no improvement in the past two days. It's strange; it used to get better day by day, so I'm a little confused. Fu Ning, can you help me take a look?"
"Okay." Yan Funing agreed.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the inner room.
Yan Funing lifted her mother-in-law's eyelids and took her pulse carefully.
"Nothing's wrong, mother. I guess you didn't get enough rest. Did you stay up late at night?"
When asked by her daughter-in-law, Qiao Wanyou reacted and could only say, "I haven't been able to sleep well since I moved into the palace."
She was determined not to tell the real reason.
It’s all because of Long Yi.
She wasn't allowed to rest well at night, no wonder her eyesight has stagnated in the past two days.
"Mom, your eyes are in such a bad condition. You need more rest and don't overuse them."
"I understand, Fu Ning."
Qiao Wanyou held her daughter-in-law's hand and the two of them started talking about personal matters.
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In the imperial study at this moment.
When Fu Ciyi arrived, all the other princes were there, including Fu Beimo.
Long Yi said, "Although there was no morning court today, there were quite a few memorials. I've taken a look at most of them, and they all basically say the same thing: they all ask me to appoint a crown prince as soon as possible."
Having said this, he paused deliberately, wanting to see how his sons would react.
Everyone looked excited and expectant.
Long Lihui bowed and asked, "Father, do you have a candidate in mind?"
Long Yi didn't answer him, but asked himself: "Tell me, should we establish the eldest son or the heir?"
The eldest son of the emperor, Long Junhao, bowed and said, "Father, you will make your own wise decision."
Seeing the expressions of his sons, Long Yi had a plan in mind. He waved his hand calmly and said, "Everyone, leave."
Fu Ciyi thought to himself that he had just arrived and he was already asking them to leave.
What a joke that was just now.
He might as well stay with Ningning in his own mansion and do whatever he wants.
At home, if you feel like it, you can do things that you would do in the evening during the day.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look a little unhappy.
Long Yi saw this and called out to him, "Wen Yu, stay."
Fu Beimo was startled. As he walked, he walked up to his brother and mouthed, "Brother, I'll wait for you outside."
Except for Fu Ciyi, all other princes left the imperial study.
At the door of the imperial study, only Fu Beimo was standing there, and everyone else was slowly leaving.
As they left, some of them turned around to look at him from time to time.
"What does this Lao Jiu want to do?"
"The third son is the legitimate son, and he is also considered the legitimate son. If the third son has the opportunity to become the crown prince, he will also have it. What do you think he will do?"
"Could it be that he wants to talk to Father alone after the Third Brother comes out?"
"Very likely."
"Haven't you heard? Father doesn't really want to select a concubine."
"Why not choose?"
It is rare for a new emperor to ascend the throne without holding a beauty pageant.
Generally, they select the most beautiful women in the world through general elections, and they want to take them into their harem.
"It is said that Emperor Father often spends the night in the Queen's Palace these days."
They ignored their mother so much.
"Do you think it's the Empress who's whispering in our father's ear that's why he wants to establish his legitimate son?"
"Is the pillow talk so powerful?"
"You're still young and don't understand." Long Junhao smiled, "Go back and ask your mother."
The group walked further and further away. Fu Beimo heard what was happening and his heart was burning with anger.
But this place is outside the imperial study. If he does anything to them, he will be punished by his father.
If it implicates my mother or my brother, it will be more trouble than it is worth.
In the imperial study.
Long Yi glanced at Fu Ciyi calmly and said, "Wen Yu, tell me, who is the most suitable candidate for the crown prince?"
Fu Ciyi cupped his hands and said, "I think there is no most suitable person, only what your father thinks is most suitable."
Long Yi laughed: "What you said is the same as not saying anything. Don't you want to be the crown prince?"
Fu Ciyi said calmly, "Father, your Majesty will not allow me to take the position. Even if I want to, it is useless."
Long Yi laughed again: "Your uncle said you were a troublemaker, and now it seems to be true."
Fu Ciyi said calmly, "I am not in the palace. The safety of Queen Mother and Nan Yao and Bei Mo is what I am most concerned about. I have no other wishes but to hope that they can be safe in the palace."
"What do you mean?" Long Yi said in a deep voice.
"The fire incident back then was very strange. Didn't Your Majesty know that?" Fu Ciyi said straight to the point. "Your Majesty always said that it would be easy to kill us, and the situation now is indeed true. Your son's only hope is that Your Majesty Mother and Nan Yao and Bei Mo can stay safe in the palace."
No matter how quick he was, no matter how thorough the people he secretly sent to the palace were.
But there are always omissions.
If someone did something bad to him at that time, it would be useless for him to be anxious.
Instead of doing that, he might as well talk to the person in front of him.
When Long Yi heard this, he was not annoyed, but responded unexpectedly: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to them."
"Thank you so much, Father!"
Fu Ciyi bowed in thanks.
The emperor nodded and waved his hand, saying, "You can leave as well."
"yes."
Fu Ciyi left.
As soon as he left the imperial study, Fu Beimo came up to him and said, "Brother."
Seeing that his brother wanted to ask something, Fu Ciyi shook his head slightly.
Fu Beimo was quick-witted and asked, "Can we have dinner together in the Queen Mother's Palace today?"
"Of course."
The two brothers went to their mother's palace.
When they arrived, Yan Funing was chatting and laughing with Qiao Wanyou.
"Mom, were my husband and Bei Mo naughty when they were little? My sister's son, Lang Ge'er, that little guy, never stops playing. I played with him and my legs and feet were exhausted by the evening."
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