"Besides, we don't have that many fertility pills. Fang Xiuyuan took so many fertility pills before she got pregnant. I didn't expect the Emperor of Daxia to be so incompetent now."
The women dressed as nannies also felt that Emperor Jingxi was too incompetent and had wasted so many of their fertility medicines.
She was obviously very fertile for so many years!
How come he is no longer able to do that now when he is only in his forties?
Thinking of the fertility drug they had given Fang Xiuyuan, the woman had a flash of inspiration: "My Lady, could it be that someone had drugged him?"
"Who knows? The women in this palace are all more vicious than the other. Maybe one of them couldn't stand his relentless love for every woman he met and drugged him."
The woman called Niangniang had no desire to speak anymore. She closed her eyes and recited the true Buddhist scriptures, with a Buddhist bead bracelet in her hand.
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A year passed quickly. Yan Cheng and the seventh prince had moved out of the palace, and Yan Zhuo married the fourth princess.
If it wasn't for the fact that Shen Lao Er and Yan Xi mentioned Qu Zhaoyue when they were discussing gossip at a banquet, Yan Cheng wouldn't have gotten up until it was almost time for Qu Zhaoyue to be released.
At that time, he was chewing on the sweet jujube flower pastry and watching the singing and dancing performance of a group of young girls with his eyes fixed.
No one could have imagined that he was thinking about what kind of lovely expression Qu Zhaoyue would show if she knew from the reborn person beside him that many people who were loyal to him in the future were intercepted by him in this year.
It was on the way back to Prince Yong's Mansion that a man who always liked to dress in black got into the carriage and asked in a low voice if he needed a whole troupe of beautiful girls to enjoy.
Yan Cheng: “…”
This is really not necessary.
Yan Cheng had to persuade Leng Yan hard before he rejected his "good intentions".
After Leng Yan got out of the carriage, he wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He always felt that Leng Yan was particularly scary just now.
It looks like he would stab someone with a sword if he disagreed with something.
An illusion, right?
It must be an illusion. Leng Yan is not the kind of person who would take out his sword and kill people indiscriminately when he disagrees with something.
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