Song Ping, who should have left the palace long ago, was lying on the eight-treasure couch in the main hall, holding a graceful beauty in his arms.
The beauty was none other than Concubine Feng, who lived in Chuxiu Palace, and the one who was talking to the young eunuch was her aunt, Ru Yuan, who served Concubine Feng personally.
"Master, the person who went to Chaoyuan Palace to inquire about the news just now has returned and said that His Majesty seemed to be frightened and vomited blood. It can be seen that he was very frightened."
"Yeah?"
Song Ping tilted her head and took a sip of wine, then fed the remaining half cup to Concubine Feng, and said with a smile, "Then our Majesty is really pitiful. He might hide under the quilt and cry secretly again."
Concubine Feng coughed twice because of the wine, but she was not angry. She just looked at Song Ping angrily, then drank the remaining wine in the cup with Song Ping's hand, and then interrupted and said, "I have heard that people who vomit blood at a young age will not live long. I think Your Majesty will also be a short-lived ghost."
These were clearly disrespectful words, but Concubine Feng said them so blatantly and no one stepped forward to stop her. Ru Yuan even had a smile on her face.
Song Ping glanced at Concubine Feng with a half-smile, and said jokingly, "The one lying in Chaoyuan Palace now is your husband. Wan Niang is really heartless. She almost cursed the little emperor to die quickly."
Concubine Feng took Song Ping's hand and placed it on her chest, and said shyly, "Wanniang's body and heart belong to Song Lang, so naturally other people have nothing to do with Wanniang."
Song Ping was very satisfied with what she said. She let the woman lean on her chest and said sweet words to her while promising, "The Queen Mother is becoming more and more distant from the young emperor. When my aunt can't stand it anymore, she will kick the young emperor away. By then, the Queen Mother will be in power, and my status will rise. Since you and I love each other, I will naturally treat you well."
A blush appeared on Concubine Feng's face, and she hummed shyly.
When the little emperor was twelve years old, the empress dowager, in order to win over court officials, selected several court officials' daughters in the name of selecting concubines for the little emperor, and filled the emperor's harem.
Feng Wan was one of these girls. Before entering the palace, she naturally had fantasies about the little emperor whom she had never met, thinking that he was a husband who could provide a good life for her. But after entering the palace, she realized how different reality was from her imagination.
Just looking at the little emperor acting like a frightened bird in front of the empress dowager, this man is not worthy of me.
So Feng Wan, who knew that the emperor was not a good match, fell in love with Song Ping, who often went to the palace to pay her respects to the empress dowager, in her loneliness.
It just so happened that Song Ping also needed a spy in the palace. The two of them hit it off immediately and soon became accomplices and became together.
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