Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"Isn't this a good thing? My movements these past two days have attracted the old guy's attention," Jiuli casually sat on the chaise longue and ate the newly delivered pomegranate.

"You look so calm and collected, but don't you know how worried I am about you?" Fu Zeling took two steps forward, grabbed Jiuli's wrist, and looked her up and down.

"What are you doing? Even though I agree to let you enter my house, it doesn't mean I have to commit myself to you," Jiuli pulled her hand away.

"Then it's not impossible for me to serve you," Fu Zeling hugged the man in his arms, "I thought you were seriously injured. Are you hiding your strength here? But aren't you afraid that the old emperor will have other candidates and will no longer use you?"

"I won't let him have anyone else to choose from," Jiuli twirled the jade bracelet on her hand with her fingertips, "But you've been very busy these past few days. Didn't I mention that you should return to your roots?"

"How did you know?" Fu Zeling asked subconsciously, and then thought of her actions during this period, and shook her head, "There was such a suggestion, but I refused."

"Why refuse? The old emperor doesn't have any children now. You will be the heir as soon as you enter the palace," Jiuli described a very good scene.

There was a hint of temptation in his words and a smile in his eyes and brows as if he was just asking, but in fact it was full of suspicion and temptation.

"You don't need to test me with this. After you recognize your ancestry, won't you become my real mother?" Fu Zeling smiled brightly, "I want you to be my wife, not my mother."

"Then just think about it," Jiuli glared, "You are still so out of tune, I don't know who you learned this from."

"I will still do it when faced with your words," Fu Zeling tossed the pomegranate in his hand, "Look at those memorials, the old emperor is now in a difficult situation, I'm afraid he will come to find you soon, but..."

"Just what?" Jiuli looked puzzled, "Are you talking about the cruel and merciless concubine from before?"

"Yes, it would be bad if he took you back," Fu Zeling frowned, "The old emperor is best at balancing things. Now that you are so powerful, he will definitely find someone to check and balance you."

"And that one is ruthless and cruel. It would not be a good thing if he entered the palace. Should we deal with him in advance?"

"You don't have to worry about these. I know my limits and won't get hurt. Are you here just for this?" Jiuli continued eating the pomegranate and glanced at Fu Zeling.

Fu Zeling was carefully peeling a pomegranate and placing the intact skin in a jade bowl next to Jiuli.

"Of course not. I want to go to West City in person to discuss the matter. So I came here to discuss it with you." Fu Zeling said as he discussed it, his eyes showing his determination.

"Since you have made up your mind, I can't say anything," Jiuli noticed the gaze and knew that he had made up his mind.

"Can't you just say something to ask me to stay?" Fu Zeling was deflated. Are you just going to agree to let him go like that???

"What's the point of me trying to keep you if you want to leave? But the plague is rampant over there, so be careful when you go there." Jiuli looked at him with concern, "Have a safe journey."

"With what you said, I'm willing to do anything." Fu Zeling curled her lips. It turned out that she had her own thoughts.

"When do you plan to leave?" Jiuli changed the subject. Fortunately, she was not used to separation.

"Wait," Fu Zeling took a cautious look.

"Oh, so you only remembered to come and say hello to me when you were about to leave?" Jiuli said sarcastically.

"Time is running out for things in West City. The news has already reached that point when it reaches the capital. If I delay any longer, it will be gone before we get there," Fu Zeling said seriously. "Next time, I will definitely tell you first."

"Forget it this time. Just go with peace of mind. There won't be any trouble in the capital," Jiuli said calmly and confidently.

"You must take good care of yourself when I'm not in Beijing," Fu Zeling said reluctantly, "I'll tell you when I come back."

"Okay, if you need anything, just go to the Li Company and they will help you if they can. Now go back and pack your things and leave quickly." Xicheng is indeed urgent, and it would be bad if something big happened.

"I got it, I'll go right away." Fu Zeling looked back. With her here, he would definitely come back.

Li's business? He noted it down. This should be Jiuli's own power. Fu Zeling smiled. She cared about herself.

Not long after Fu Zeling left, the old emperor sent over rewards, one of which was a statue of Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Jiuli's eyes turned cold. It seemed that she was still too kind. How dare a useless idiot give her this? Want a legitimate son? Ha.

"The Emperor cares about the Empress," the old eunuch said weakly, "The Emperor cannot do without someone by his side, so I will take my leave."

He slipped out quickly and heard the sound of broken porcelain pieces on the floor. He thought to himself, the emperor is really a dishonest person. He knows he is not capable but still does it.

"He's too lively now," Jiuli said this gently, but it was chilling and obviously not a good thing.

"How long will it take?" He was becoming more and more impatient.

"The replacement will be completed in three days. His life and death in the future will be in the hands of the master, but the previous dynasty may have some objections." An Yang didn't think the master did anything wrong.

Since the old emperor is not a human being, what does it matter if they rebel?

"Okay," Jiuli closed her eyes and tried to calm down. It was not good news at all. It would take another three days.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The old emperor was proud of the solution he had come up with. The empress went to court while he was enjoying himself here. When he woke up, he found that he had suffered a stroke.

"Beauty, what are you doing?" The old emperor moved his legs and could not feel half of his body at all.

Before he could react, he saw Jiuli walking in slowly. The old emperor put on a calm look.

"Doctor Gu, please help the emperor to see what happened," Jiuli said with a dignified and gentle smile, "The emperor suddenly fainted yesterday, and I was frightened."

His tone was gentle, and among those present, only the old emperor himself knew that nothing had happened to him yesterday, but when he woke up this morning, he suddenly found that one side of his body was unable to move.

"I'm fine. I appreciate your concern, my lady. Do you have anything to ask me today?" The old emperor tried his best to remain calm and winked at Gu Yueyan.

"I don't think the emperor is very good." Jiuli looked at him with a smile, "The emperor should not be afraid of practicing medicine."