After thinking for a long time, Song Xibai felt that this matter should still be left to the Crown Prince.
After all, he was not familiar with the situation in the imperial court and the inner palace, and he didn't have many people at his disposal.
Perhaps it's because of the pregnancy, but Song Xibai just doesn't want to use her brain and just wants to lie down.
I came out to relax, who would have thought something bad would happen?
Song Xibai lowered his head and remained silent, which made Song Siyuan scratch his head in frustration. After holding back for a while, he finally couldn't help but speak up.
"Daughter, this is a secret in the palace, you must not tell anyone."
His repeated admonitions amused Song Xibai, who deliberately teased him.
"Father, your daughter is in the palace now, so this kind of thing is unavoidable. There are many secrets in the palace, and the more I know, the better I can protect myself! Why don't you tell me something else?"
Song Siyuan glared and bristled.
"Why are you pushing your luck, you little brat? This is all I know, nothing else!"
After saying that, he looked full of regret.
"If I had known you would go to the Eastern Palace, I would have been better off having you come with us to the north. Is that palace even fit for humans? It's a place that eats people up."
Ever since Song Siyuan learned that his daughter had married the Crown Prince, not a single day had passed without regret.
Originally, he told her to run away because he didn't want her to suffer in exile with him. But Song Siyuan never expected that his daughter would offer herself to him to save him.
Doesn't Song Siyuan know his own daughter's personality?
She was always out and about since she was a child, like a tomboy, unrestrained and loving freedom the most.
Song Siyuan looked at her belly and sighed.
Now that we have children, it's impossible for my daughter to leave the palace.
Song Siyuan was very depressed.
Song Xibai had no idea what her father was thinking. She saw that he suddenly became depressed and silent, so she comforted him for a few words.
"Father, don't worry, I definitely won't say anything nonsense. Judging from the weather, you can't return to the capital anyway, so why don't you stay at the estate for a couple of days?"
Song Siyuan hesitated for a moment: "I have to go to the Imperial Hospital for my shift tomorrow!"
Song Xibai walked to his side, took his arm, and walked out.
"Oh, just think of it as a business trip! His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely handle it well. Father, would you like some late-night snacks? I'll make you your favorite glutinous rice balls?"
Song Siyuan smiled broadly, and her mood brightened instantly.
"No need, no need. Your father is getting old, and my stomach isn't as good as it used to be. I can't afford to eat anything hard to digest at night. Besides, you're pregnant, so you shouldn't cook."
Song Xibai pulled him out of the room and then walked towards the front yard.
Looking at her father's face, Song Xibai thought to herself: Dad is still so easy to coax.
After escorting Song Siyuan to the front courtyard, the Crown Prince immediately strode forward.
"Is everything settled?"
Song Xibai nodded and gave her father a gentle nudge with a smile.
"Your Highness, have the guest rooms been arranged? I'd like to ask my father to stay a couple more days, so he can also show the Sixth Prince his presence."
"I have already made arrangements, and I have also notified the Imperial Hospital."
The Crown Prince is meticulous and thorough in his work; he had already considered all of this.
Song Siyuan gave a reserved bow.
"Your Highness is too kind. I apologize for disturbing you."
The Crown Prince summoned Eunuch Feng and asked him to take Song Siyuan to the guest room to settle in, while he himself took Song Xibai's hand and went back to the backyard.
What did your father say to you?
Song Xibai pouted: "He made me swear that I can't tell anyone else."
The crown prince looked surprised.
"Is it that serious?"
Song Xibai covered her mouth with her small hand and whispered.
“My father is timid, and he’s afraid of getting into trouble if it involves palace secrets. But don’t worry, I already thought of that. I’ve already arranged for Wei Hong to eavesdrop outside the window! I’ll have Wei Hong tell you about it later, and then I won’t be breaking my oath!”
The crown prince couldn't help but laugh when he saw her smug expression.
"Qingqing is truly intelligent!"
The Crown Prince raised his hand and pinched Song Xibai's nose.
As they were talking, the two had already returned to their room. Wei Hong was preparing hot water when Song Xibai quickly called her back.
"Stop your busy work, Your Highness wants to hear what just happened."
Wei Hong dried her hands, trotted over, and glanced at Song Xibai: "Master, shall we tell you now? If Physician Song finds out, will he be angry with you?"
"Who cares!"
Song Xibai walked to the table and sat down. With one thing on her mind, she felt much more relaxed. Although there were more troublesome things to come, she could put them aside for now.
Then she felt very hungry.
Touching her belly, Song Xibai couldn't sit still for a moment. Seeing Wei Hong whispering to the Crown Prince, Song Xibai went outside and called over the old woman on night watch.
Is anyone still in the kitchen?
The old woman nodded quickly: "What would you like to eat?"
It's late at night, and doing anything else is too slow. After thinking for a moment, Song Xibai said, "Just cook two bowls of noodle soup, add some bok choy and eggs, and remember to stir-fry them with lard!"
The old woman acknowledged and withdrew.
Song Xibai returned to the room. Wei Hong had already finished speaking, and the Crown Prince was frowning in deep thought.
He wasn't surprised that Consort Rong's child had problems. Anything could happen in the palace, and it wasn't unusual for someone to create a child to advance their position.
But to his utter surprise, his father was also infertile!
No wonder no one in the palace has gotten pregnant in recent years, no wonder he favors and dotes on Xiao Ba so much, and no wonder his temperament has become increasingly strange...
At that moment, the crown prince suddenly felt a deep empathy for the emperor.
Upon seeing Song Xibai enter, Wei Hong tactfully withdrew.
The Crown Prince looked up at Song Xibai, who had walked up to him.
"Qingqing, do you think Father Emperor might have been poisoned like me?"
Song Xibai sighed inwardly, took his hands, and said softly.
What does Your Highness think?
The Crown Prince shook his head: "It shouldn't be, right? Your father said that he was seriously injured many years ago, which is why it affected his ability to have children. If it were poisoning, the imperial physicians would have been able to detect it."
The Crown Prince felt that Song Xibai's medical skills were inherited from his family, and subconsciously assumed that Song Siyuan's medical skills must be superior to Song Xibai's.
Song Xibai was of course not going to tell the truth, and besides, her father wasn't an expert in infertility.
"If Your Highness is troubled, why don't you lie down and rest for a while?"
Song Xibai placed both hands on the Crown Prince's temples and gently rubbed them.
The prince hugged her waist and buried his head in her arms.
Neither of them spoke, and the room was quiet, yet filled with a warm atmosphere.
Until Wei Hong's voice rang out from outside.
"Your Highness, Master, the kitchen staff have brought over some late-night snacks."
The prince looked up: "Midnight snack?"
Song Xibai turned her head and called out, "Bring it in!"
Wei Hong took the food box from the old woman, walked to the round table, and carefully brought out two bowls of noodles.
The kitchen staff were worried about it getting cold, so they used a clay pot and also prepared three side dishes.
Opening the pot reveals snow-white noodles, crystal-clear chicken broth, paired with green bok choy and a lightly fried egg—a sight that immediately whets the appetite.
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