I originally thought it was a perk that was exclusively for me.
Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi beside her. Song Qi, holding a hot water bottle, noticed the look in her eyes and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Meng Yilan didn't speak, but reached out and took Song Qi's hand, squeezed it, felt the temperature of her hand, and frowned: "Stop flying, your hands are so cold."
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but loud enough for others to hear.
Some people who wanted to go out for a second stroll sensed Meng Yilan's displeasure and gave up the idea.
Today has certainly been outrageous enough.
Consort Fang glanced at Song Qi. She used to dislike this imperial concubine, but after having her take her on a trip just now, she suddenly realized that this person didn't seem so annoying after all.
It was almost dark outside, and it was getting colder here at night, so it was indeed time to leave.
This time, Song Qi obediently followed Meng Yilan off the boat.
When she boarded the ship, she was thinking that she wanted to fly as much as possible, and then God let her fly as much as she wanted in one go. Now she feels a little weak.
"Would you like to have dinner at my palace?" Meng Yilan asked.
"No, I need to rest early today, I'm a little tired." Song Qi shook her head and covered her mouth as she yawned.
Meng Yilan did not insist, but glanced at the concubines behind her with some displeasure.
The concubines sensed an unfriendly gaze, but when they tried to investigate, it had vanished.
Song Qi was indeed tired. After returning home, he ate something casually, soaked in the hot spring for a while, and then lay down to sleep.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and Song Qi's wake-up time has been slightly delayed. Every day is the same routine: go to see Yata to take her medicine, talk to her, and then go to Meng Yilan's place.
They will be going back a month before the Lunar New Year.
Sitting in the carriage returning to the palace, Song Qi felt that the end was not far away; she had a strong premonition of this.
She lifted the curtain and looked out the window.
Many shops on the street have already hung up red lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere.
The palace was also bustling with activity, and everyone's face was beaming with a bright smile.
As soon as Meng Yilan returned, she became busy preparing for various things, and the number of times Song Qi and Meng Yilan met dropped sharply.
Song Qi originally wanted to help, but after seeing so many troublesome things, he silently gave up.
This kind of thing is not suitable for her.
The New Year's rituals were more complicated than those for a wedding. Song Qi felt uncomfortable following the procedures and wanted to pretend to be sick. They didn't get a break until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
Meng Yilan has lost a lot of weight.
"You haven't come to see me much." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi with a resentful look in her eyes.
"I was afraid of disturbing you while you were doing your work," Song Qi said, turning her cup slightly embarrassed. "After all, I can't really help much."
Meng Yilan gave a soft hum and asked with concern, "How is Yata?"
As far as she knew, Song Qi had been staying with Yata during this time, although Song Qi's attitude seemed to be treating her like a junior.
But she was still a little unhappy.
Song Qi paused, a hint of worry in her eyes, and shook her head: "Not very good."
It was just a cold, but it's been going on for so long and there's no sign of it getting better. In fact, it looks like it's getting worse, and Yata has become quite haggard.
Song Qi initially suspected there was something wrong with the medicine, but after consulting many imperial physicians, none of them could find anything amiss.
Is it possible for someone to bribe all the imperial physicians?
This is also unlikely.
Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi and reached out to pat the back of Song Qi's hand: "Don't worry too much, maybe she'll be fine when the weather gets warmer."
"Hmm." Song Qi nodded. "I hope so."
These past few days, Fourteen and Seventeen have come to her again to practice swordsmanship. She continues to teach them things that seem impressive but are actually only good for physical fitness.
After she intentionally or unintentionally revealed her disgust for the palace and her hatred for Zhao Zhi, Fourteenth Sister handed Song Qi a piece of paper.
After months of hard work, we finally saw results.
Song Qi guessed that the note was just a test.
"Host, will you go?" the system asked.
Song Qi looked at the time and place on the note and laughed: "Isn't that obvious?"
Late at night, Song Qi quietly avoided everyone else and went to the vicinity of the agreed-upon Cold Palace.
The Cold Palace exuded a gloomy atmosphere even during the day, and it became even more so at midnight. Song Qi could hear the creaking sound of the door being blown by the wind inside.
"General Shao."
Song Qi looked up at the person who came out from another corner.
It was Consort Sun.
She couldn't quite explain how she felt.
To be honest, I'm a little disappointed.
This woman just came out like that.
There were none of the tests she expected.
However, the fact that Consort Sun could come to see Song Qi with such confidence also shows that they had reached a certain level of control over the palace.
Moreover, thinking about it more deeply, it seems that no matter who comes today, the consequences will be pretty much the same.
They have already tried to bring down Prince Rui's faction, but Prince Rui and his faction still want the throne.
Even if Song Qi tells Zhao Zhi about today's meeting, it won't change anything.
Therefore, the person who came did not seem to be that important.
Consort Sun was very well-preserved and did not look like a woman in her fifties at all. She looked at Song Qi with a gentle smile on her face.
"General Shao should understand my sincerity when he sees me."
Song Qi smiled slightly: "What are the benefits? I'd rather know how sincere they are in this regard."
"I'll give you back your position as Grand General. It's such a waste to keep someone like General Shao in the palace. You and I are the same kind of people." Consort Sun looked at Song Qi with great confidence.
Song Qi rubbed his fingers together and asked, "How confident are you in what you've done?"
Song Qi quite liked this kind of straightforward conversation; she hated beating around the bush with the women in the palace.
"If General Shao joins, then it's a 100% success rate."
"Your people were the ones who tried to assassinate me?" Song Qi narrowed his eyes.
"Yes." Empress Dowager Sun made no attempt to hide anything. "If General Shao wasn't one of us, there really wouldn't be any need for him to stay. His death would be more beneficial to us, wouldn't it?"
Song Qi smiled, glanced around, and saw that there were about thirty people lying in ambush around her. Clearly, if she didn't agree today, it would be another tough battle if she wanted to leave.
“I can help you, but first do me a favor.” Song Qi looked at Consort Sun with his hands behind his back.
"you say."
“Send Yatta and her two maids out of the palace.”
system:? ? ?
Consort Sun paused for a moment, somewhat surprised, and looked at Song Qi.
“I don’t mean anything by it. I just want to see your strength.” Song Qi curled his lips. “I only need a face to mobilize the Shao family army. You have already seen my trump cards and strength, but I haven’t seen yours yet.”
Consort Sun stared at Song Qi for a long while before nodding.
"In that case, that's settled. If Consort Sun needs any help, she can have Fourteenth send me a note." Song Qi rubbed his shoulders and yawned.
“I thought we were going to have to persuade General Shao for a while,” said Consort Sun.
Song Qi smiled: "The Shao family has done more than enough for him."
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