0p0 Chapter 525 How about this throne?
Chapter 525 How about this throne?
The following day, in the Imperial Study, Duke Luo Zheng and Minister of Works Luo Zheng were secretly summoned to the palace.
When they saw Zhao Shun and Yu Niangzi sitting upright at the table, they froze on the spot.
Although Luo Qing had mentioned it in advance last night, hearing about it and actually seeing it are two different things.
"Your subject, Luo Zheng, pays respects to Your Majesty and Your Majesty." The Duke knelt down and bowed.
The memorial that Luo Zheng needed to submit fell to the ground with a thud.
Zhou Zheng hurriedly tugged at Luo Zheng's sleeve: "Zheng'er, quick, don't just stand there, this...this is your biological father and mother."
Luo Zheng didn't speak; he had only learned last night that he wasn't his father's biological son.
"General Luo, please get up. I am no longer the emperor. The current emperor is Xuan'er." Zhao Shun smiled and stepped forward to help Luo Zheng up.
"Zheng'er... my Zheng'er... Mother is back... Mother is so sorry..."
Madam Yu was already in tears. She got up and quickly walked to Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng's eyes instantly turned red as he stared in disbelief at the two faces that looked even younger than himself.
But that deep-seated familiarity in my bloodline can't be wrong!
Luo Zheng urged, "Zheng'er, call him quickly!"
"Father...Father? Mother...Mother?"
Luo Zheng could no longer hold back. He knelt down with a thud, hugged Yu Niangzi's legs, and burst into tears.
He had no mother since childhood, and decades of longing and grievances were finally released at this moment.
Zhao Shun walked over and patted Luo Zheng's shoulder heavily, his voice choked with emotion: "Good boy! You've grown up so much! Your parents are so sorry!"
The family of three embraced and wept bitterly, the hall filled with a deeply moving atmosphere of familial love.
Wang Xinyao, Zhao Haoxuan, and Luo Qing stood to the side, unable to hold back their tears.
After a long while, the three of them calmed down a little.
“Lord Duke, I heard from my grandfather that you were injured in your early years. How about I take a look at you?” Wang Xinyao said.
Luo Zheng was delighted upon hearing this.
Last night, when Qing'er returned and told him that the Empress was confident she could heal his old wounds and give him hope of continuing his family line, he was utterly shocked.
He had thought that his lineage would end, but he never expected that the Empress's return would bring such a huge surprise!
"This old minister thanks Your Majesty the Empress." He turned to Wang Xinyao and was about to perform the full kneeling ceremony when Wang Xinyao quickly stopped him.
"Absolutely not! You are an elder, Luo Qing's grandfather, this is what I should do." After saying that, he turned his gaze to the group of people who were recognizing each other and nodded to Zhao Haoxuan: "Uncle, come with us to the Imperial Hospital, we will treat you now."
The group arrived at the Imperial Hospital, where Empress Dowager Luo Lan was already waiting.
Xie Dahua, Xiaomei, and Xiaowen have already arranged the rooms and disinfected them.
These three girls are now the youngest imperial physicians in the Great Xia Dynasty.
Luo Zheng lay flat on the jade couch, looking slightly nervous.
Wang Xinyao softly instructed, "Lord Duke, relax. Whatever you feel, please trust me and do not use your internal energy to resist."
"Thank you for your trouble, Yao'er." Luo Zheng closed his eyes and relaxed completely.
Wang Xinyao concentrated her mind and picked up a gold needle as thin as a cow's hair with her fingertips.
On those golden needles, a faint green light of life force flowed.
She moved with lightning speed, piercing Luo Zheng's vital acupoint with the first needle!
Luo Zheng's body trembled slightly as he felt a gentle yet powerful life force surge into his body, rapidly flowing to his limbs and bones.
The second needle was inserted into the sleep-inducing acupoint.
He then lost consciousness.
Then, the third stitch, the fourth stitch…
Wang Xinyao's technique was mysterious and her speed was so fast that she was left as a blur. One by one, the golden needles were precisely inserted into Luo Zheng's major acupoints, gradually forming a complex array.
As the formation took shape, the spiritual energy within the secret realm was drawn in, converging into visible pale green light spots that merged into the golden needle formation.
Sweat beaded on Wang Xinyao's forehead, and Xie Dahua quickly wiped it away for her.
"Big Flower, did you understand?"
As she explained, she channeled her powerful divine energy and guided the power of the laws of life to heal old wounds that had shrunk over the decades.
This is an extremely meticulous and mentally taxing process.
Wang Xinyao used all her spiritual power to nourish and repair the damaged meridians and tissues with the life force through the Gu Ze silver needles.
Time passed little by little.
Three full hours passed before the door finally opened.
Wang Xinyao's face was a little pale, but her eyes were bright, and she walked out with a smile.
"Yao'er, how is it?" Luo Lan asked impatiently.
"Reporting to Your Majesty," Wang Xinyao nodded with a smile, "the Yin energy within the Duke's body has been completely eliminated, and his damaged foundation has been rebuilt."
With just half a month of quiet rest to strengthen his foundation and replenish his vital energy, he can fully recover, and perhaps even... turn misfortune into blessing, with his meridians becoming stronger than before, allowing him to break through his cultivation level at any time.
"Good...good...good! Yao'er, you've worked hard. Thank you, Grandmother!" Luo Lan clasped her hands together and said, "Thank God for his blessing. Our Luo family will finally...finally have the opportunity to have an heir."
As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Zheng came out of the room.
His complexion was rosy, his eyes were bright, and his whole demeanor seemed to have been refreshed.
"Girl, I feel like my body has returned to its youthful state!"
He strode over excitedly, but in his haste he tripped over his own skirt and almost fell.
She didn't even address her as "Grand Empress Dowager," a title she usually paid the most attention to.
The faint trace of melancholy between his brows completely vanished, replaced by a vibrant energy.
Feeling the long-lost, vibrant life force within him, he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself and immediately bowed to Wang Xinyao, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your life-saving grace!"
Wang Xinyao smiled and dodged the question: "Your Excellency, please don't do this. You're making Xinyao feel uncomfortable. You should take good care of yourself and strive to realize your wish as soon as possible!"
One sentence was enough to make even the tough guy Luo Zheng blush.
Luo Lan burst into laughter, finally feeling relieved.
In the days that followed, Zhao Haoxuan taught Luo Qing about court affairs every day.
"You've made great progress these past few days." He closed the last memorial and gave Luo Qing an approving look.
Luo Qing quickly stood up and said respectfully, "It is all thanks to Your Majesty's careful guidance."
Zhao Haoxuan waved his hand, stood up, and stretched.
In the past few days, he has come to understand why his second brother, Zhao Haoyun, is so afraid of managing state affairs.
Being an emperor on earth is no easy task.
He looked at Luo Qing and saw that the boy's serious expression showed that he really had the potential to be an emperor.
He raised his eyes and asked, "Luo Qing, what do you think of this throne?"