He clearly interpreted Huo Qinghe's trembling as her fear upon hearing that Consort Cao had come to invite her.
Because of the Emperor's temper, few people in the palace dared to intercept him when he summoned them in the West Warm Pavilion. This was due to the rules left over from when the Emperor was a prince. However, no matter how much favored the former princes were, they dared not break this taboo.
For Consort Cao to dare to intercept us now, she certainly has a lot of guts.
As soon as the new concubine entered the palace, first Consort Zhou overstepped her bounds and made a move, then Lady Fu fell into the water, then Lady Fu was moved to another palace, and a few days ago Huo Yiyun made a move. With these successive incidents, Pei Yuanhui had long been impatient.
He severely punished Huo Yiyun last time she caused trouble, as a warning to others in the palace.
Unexpectedly, Consort Cao dared to violate his taboo today.
Is she really getting arrogant just because she's pregnant?
Jin Yang, who was outside, naturally understood the Emperor's meaning: "Your Majesty, shall this servant send someone to Zhongcui Palace to report back?"
With the warm jade and fragrance in his arms, Pei Yuanhui's mood was ruined, and he was naturally not in a good mood at the moment.
"Get out of here now. Go to Xianfu Palace yourself and see what the imperial physician has to say."
Pei Yuanhui softened his tone at the end.
This was naturally because Consort Cao was pregnant.
The emperor still retained a sliver of tenderness.
Huo Qinghe then raised her eyes: "Madam Cao is pregnant, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please go and see Madam Cao tomorrow. I will also visit Madam Cao when I have time."
Huo Qinghe paused deliberately when she said "Your Majesty," whereas someone else would probably have said, "Then Your Majesty should go and see Lady Cao."
Unexpectedly, Huo Qinghe made a surprising remark.
Pei Yuanhui glanced at Huo Qinghe a couple more times: "You have such a sharp tongue."
Huo Qinghe once again made a startling statement: "Your Highness, I am young and it is truly difficult for me to say the words of parting."
Pei Yuanhui chuckled: "I have to be willing to part with it, even if I can't bear to. I'm thirsty."
Huo Qinghe recognized the elegance of the music and quickly got up to get out of bed and pour tea.
Clearly, we won't be able to settle down tonight until we return from Jinyang.
Huo Qinghe lowered her eyes and got out of bed to pour tea. She went over it in her mind again, unsure whether Consort Cao's act of intercepting the tea today was intentional or not.
She brought the tea to the bedside, but the emperor didn't ask her to feed him; he simply passed the teacup directly to him.
He finished his cup of tea and waved his hand.
Huo Qinghe then carefully put the things back.
After putting down her teacup, she poured herself another, and with her back to the official, she secretly took a sip.
In the quiet inner hall, the sound of breathing was naturally very clear, and Pei Yuanhui naturally heard it.
Pei Yuanhui leaned against the large pillow, pretending not to hear.
When Huo Qinghe returned, he closed his eyes and lazily said, "Tell me about the favor you mentioned last time."
This refers to Huo Qinghe's previous question about having some questions while reading history books and wanting to ask for her advice.
Huo Qinghe sat down on the side of the bed and asked a few questions without hesitation.
There are some things I didn't understand at first, as well as some questions that have accumulated over time.
Pei Yuanhui listened for a while, then tapped his hands lightly on his knees.
Pei Yuanhui asked first, "You've already read up to Volume Two? You're quick enough. As for your questions, you asked where Luzon was in the previous dynasty? Luzon wasn't a country; it was far overseas. Since the previous dynasty, Luzon has had a barbaric culture. People from Guangdong would have to pay a fee to cross the sea before they could pass."
Of course, Pei Yuanhui knew the exact location of Luzon, but that involved court politics, so he couldn't tell Huo Qinghe.
Huo Qinghe vaguely guessed: "Yes, in that case, Luzon is indeed despicable. Thank you, Your Majesty, for clearing up my doubts."
Pei Yuanhui had a good memory, and he then answered several of the questions Huo Qinghe had asked.
However, Huo Qinghe sensed a hint of helplessness in the official's tone.
However, the emperor's answers were all things that Huo Qinghe had never known before, and she did indeed learn a lot from the emperor's words.
However, the official's answer was so detailed that Huo Qinghe examined it and concluded that it was just her imagination.
After the official answered four or five questions in a row, Huo Qinghe, without being told, took the initiative to pour tea.
After saying so much, the Emperor was indeed quite thirsty.
Just then, Jin Yang returned from Zhongcui Palace.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has already examined Lady Cao. He said she simply ate too much for dinner and has some indigestion. He prescribed some medicine. Lady Cao was much better when I left."
The implication was clear: the emperor didn't need to go and see it.
Consort Cao was not that stupid. She noticed that when she sent someone to invite the Emperor, he did not go to Zhongcui Palace, but only to Jinyang.
No matter how many ulterior motives Consort Cao might have, after seeing Jin Yang and hearing her message, those ulterior motives should have subsided.
Pei Yuanhui hummed in agreement: "I will visit her when I have time."
Consort Cao knew when to stop, and Pei Yuanhui would still give her some face.
"Let's settle in."
Now that Consort Cao has been dismissed, the Emperor hasn't forgotten the important matter for tonight.
Huo Qinghe was originally eagerly waiting for the Emperor to continue his reply.
The next second, she saw the official reach out his hand to her.
"Is listening to history stories really that interesting?"
Pei Yuanhui noticed that Huo Qinghe's eyes were sparkling as she listened to him speak.
Pei Yuanhui is not a person who likes to read history books. He loved them when he was a child, but now that he is older, he likes them less and less.
It was precisely because he disliked it that he maliciously rewarded Huo Qinghe with a box of history books.
Unexpectedly, this seemed to be exactly what Xiao Huo wanted.
Huo Qinghe smiled sheepishly upon hearing this: "This concubine is inherently foolish."
"Here we go again. Why do you have to spoil my mood at a time like this?"
Although the emperor said this, his tone carried a hint of indulgence.
Huo Qinghe defended herself: "I didn't."
The Emperor raised his index finger to his lips: "Don't say anything that might spoil the mood right now. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to make you speechless tonight."
In this situation, the Emperor's words truly left much to the imagination.
Huo Qinghe pretended not to hear, but silently moved closer to the official.
The moonlight veils the window, its beauty unspoken.
Tonight, the water was called three times in the West Warm Pavilion.
However, the Emperor eventually left the West Warm Pavilion and returned to the Funing Palace.
Even in her dazed state, Huo Qinghe felt a sense of admiration for the official's spirit.
She simply didn't have the energy to think about anything else, so she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the bed and peacefully closed her eyes until dawn.
The next day, Huo Qinghe woke up a little late. When she got up, she saw palace maids moving lotus flowers on a table.
Huo Qinghe looked over, her voice slightly hoarse as she spoke.
"Where are you moving to, young lady?"
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