Chapter 1155 If you are fond of me, then breathe...



Chapter 1155 If you are fond of me, then breathe...

The Empress Dowager said softly, "There's no need to go."

Song Jinhuan suppressed her disappointment and said meekly, "Yes, Empress Dowager."

Her soft, trembling voice sounded like reluctance to part to onlookers.

The Empress Dowager frowned and waved for her to leave.

She then turned her head and guessed at Granny Zhang, "Could it be that Ah Qiong is in love with Yu'er?"

Granny Zhang laughed and said, "Of course not."

The Empress Dowager was puzzled. "Then why is she still unhappy?"

Granny Zhang: "I'm afraid they can't bear to part with that little bit of food."

The Empress Dowager was speechless. Having lived in the palace for many years, she had come to believe that all women wanted to seize the throne and enjoy wealth and glory. Naturally, she felt that everyone's joys and sorrows were related to the monarch.

Granny Zhang leaned down and whispered, "I heard that she prepared two four-tiered, eight-treasure glass food boxes today, specifically for her trip to the Imperial Study."

Knowing full well that the emperor would not see them, the food boxes were replaced with larger and larger containers each day.

They do pay attention to this.

The Empress Dowager chuckled softly and sighed, "You know, this inner palace is truly a waste of time."

Zhang Mama's smile faded, and she asked with concern, "Does Your Highness wish to go for a walk?"

The Empress Dowager waved her hand gently, "Enough, I'm tired."

Granny Zhang: "This old servant will help Your Highness to rest."

...

There are set times for meals in the palace, and if you miss a meal, you will go hungry.

Song Jinhuan had a habit of eating and taking things with him, in order to prevent waking up hungry in the middle of the night.

Hongxiu was beaten with twenty strokes of the cane and collapsed on the couch.

When Song Jinhuan brought the food over, she was groaning and moaning to relieve her pain.

"Miss Lin?"

Song Jinhuan walked to her side and said, "Okay, eat."

As soon as Hongxiu moved, she winced in pain, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "This servant can't eat."

To be able to serve in front of the Empress Dowager, one's appearance must be beyond reproach; when she sheds tears, she is very pitiful.

Song Jinhuan patted her back soothingly and said softly, "Sister Hongxiu, please eat something."

"Your body is injured, how can you not eat?"

Hongxiu's tears fell even more freely. "Miss Lin, I'm afraid my body will be scarred."

Hongxiu is already twenty-three years old. She is usually steady and reliable. In two more years, she will be able to leave the palace and marry someone she likes. That's how she will live her life.

That was her only hope.

The wound medicine given to servants in the palace was naturally inferior to that given to their masters; it was a miracle if they could even survive.

Song Jinhuan silently placed the food in front of her, saying, "I'll feed you."

Hongxiu: ...She cried so bitterly, but Miss Lin couldn't come up with a single word of comfort.

But she obediently opened her mouth.

Song Jinhuan fed her a couple of bites, then wiped away her tears.

The bowl of rice was empty.

Hongxiu grabbed the sleeve of the woman who was about to leave, and said with emotion, "Miss Lin, just now you really looked like my deceased mother."

"Before I entered the palace, I had a fever, and this is how my mother took care of me."

Song Jinhuan's lips twitched slightly. "If Sister Hongxiu misses her mother in the future, she can come to me."

That's all she can do to help.

Hongxiu silently loosened her sleeve.

Song Jinhuan returned to the Buddhist hall and lit a lamp to copy the scriptures.

Do it ten times, each time taking a quarter of an hour and a half, and you can finish quickly.

But as I copied more and more, I became increasingly unhappy.

The black crane looks very healthy; it doesn't look like it has caught a cold at all.

Sure enough, a single word from a powerful figure can cause those below to toil away.

Song Jinhuan sighed. He still had to go to the Xuan Mansion tomorrow. The slap in the face came so quickly. It was really embarrassing.

I hope I don't run into Xuanhe.

Apart from Xuanhe, no one knew the harsh words she had uttered!

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