Chapter 59: Meeting on a Narrow Road
There was a loud bang in her head, and Jiang Yingli felt like the string in her brain was broken.
As expected, both the imperial physician and the doctors had kept it a secret from her before, only saying that she was in good health.
Jiang Yingli was not so anxious about having a child, after all, there was no child in the palace now, but what about the future?
Besides, whether you want to have a baby or not and whether you can have a baby or not are two different things.
She was inevitably disappointed when she heard the truth for the first time.
"Empress." Qiuxia held Jiang Yingli's arm with concern.
Dansha saw Jiang Yingli's gloomy expression and suddenly realized something. He apologized:
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The imperial physician did not tell you the truth before. I think he was afraid that you would be upset. I spoke too hastily..."
Song Zhaoyi was stunned. Oh no, she hadn't thought of this before.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yingli, who had been sitting upright just now, began to cry.
Song Zhaoyi stood up suddenly, pointed at Jiang Yingli, and stammered, "Hey—you, you, you, don't cry!"
Jiang Yingli had only shed a few tears at first, but after Song Zhaoyi said that, her tears started to flow uncontrollably, and she cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
Song Zhaoyi turned around twice with a bewildered look on her face, and said to the young eunuch behind the screen:
"Huaiyu, stop singing!"
The humming and humming singing stopped suddenly, and Jiang Yingli's sobbing became very obvious.
Dansha quickly said, "My Lady, it's not impossible to get pregnant just because it's difficult. Don't be sad. As long as you take good care of your body, you will be no different from an ordinary person."
Hearing this familiar cry, Song Zhaoyi couldn't hold back any longer. She hurriedly stepped forward and put her arm around Jiang Yingli's shoulders. "Alright, alright, did you hear what Dansha said? Just some rest and it will be fine. It's no big deal. Why are you still crying?"
Jiang Yingli sobbed and choked, "Really? Can I recover?"
Dansha nodded heavily, "This servant is absolutely not lying. Your Majesty, think about it, the Imperial Physician didn't tell you about this because he could recover, so he didn't want to make it unnecessary and worry about your Majesty."
Song Zhaoyi nodded and said, "That makes sense. Listen to it and don't cry."
Jiang Yingli felt much better after all. She no longer cried violently, but sobbed quietly.
Song Zhaoyi hugged her and saw her shoulders shrugged, and she thought of her fifth sister.
This kind of softie is the same even when he cries.
It's so pitiful.
Song Zhaoyi patted Jiang Yingli's back gently as she used to comfort her fifth sister.
Jiang Yingli cried for a while, then suddenly remembered that she was in Song Zhaoyi's arms. She quickly got out and apologized:
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I am heartbroken and cannot help feeling this way."
Song Zhaoyi cleared her throat and straightened her clothes. "Forget it. Since you didn't mean it, I won't bother with you."
Jiang Yingli rubbed her eyes and sat down.
Song Zhaoyi said to Huaiyu, who was standing respectfully beside her, "Go, go, sing something cheerful."
Huaiyu nodded in acceptance of the order.
Only now did Jiang Yingli see clearly what the eunuch who had just sung the opera looked like.
He had long and thin eyebrows, a fair face and no beard. For some reason, Jiang Yingli sensed a scholarly air from him. He was singing an opera with his fingers, humming and chanting. The combination of this scholarly air and the effeminate air of the actor created a unique charm.
"Did Empress Zhaoyi specifically ask the Imperial Household Department to find someone who can sing opera to serve in Roufu Palace?"
Song Zhaoyi shook her head and said casually, "No, it was assigned randomly. When I first entered the palace, I was extremely bored, so he recommended himself and said he could sing. He sang quite well, so I kept him."
Jiang Yingli always felt that this eunuch was a little strange. How could one person have both the air of a scholar and the air of a womanizer at the same time?
But seeing that Song Zhaoyi didn't care at all, she didn't worry about it anymore. After all, the background of those who could work in Roufu Palace must have been thoroughly investigated, so it was not her turn to worry about it.
The eunuch sang very well indeed, and the tune was gentle and moving. Jiang Yingli felt much better. She sat for a while and then decided to leave.
Song Zhaoyi looked at the bright sunlight outside and said, "Come with me for a walk. What's the point of staying cooped up in the palace all day?"
Jiang Yingli didn't expect Song Zhaoyi to take the initiative to invite her, so she agreed.
The two of them walked aimlessly on the palace road. Although there was not much topic to talk about, the journey was not boring because Song Zhaoyi complained about what she saw and heard on the road as she walked.
"Tsk, isn't the leader of that group of young palace maids from Qixiang Palace? Serving food at this hour is really tricky. Just eat and she'll become the fattest person in the palace."
"Tsk, who planted these trees? Why is this the only one that's different? It's so obvious, and no one noticed?"
"Ouch—" Song Zhaoyi paused and blinked heavily, "Isn't that His Majesty and the newly promoted favorite concubine, Noble Lady Shen?"
Jiang Yingli, who was originally smiling faintly, paused and looked up. At the end of the palace road, two people just came out.
It is Your Majesty and Concubine Shen.
His Majesty strode ahead, and Concubine Shen lagged behind, following closely. The two talked all the way, looking very intimate.
Jiang Yingli paused.
Song Zhaoyi glanced at her sideways and felt that she was about to cry again.
Oh my, poor little thing.
Now she finally understood why her family did not send the third and fourth daughters into the palace. Without love, she would feel free.
Anyway, she didn't feel anything when she saw His Majesty and Concubine Shen walking together.
In the distance, Xiao Chenglan and Shen Zhuxin were coming out of Su Qingrong's Qixiang Palace. Xiao Chenglan was going back to Changqing Palace and was going to walk with Shen Zhuxin who was returning to Jinxiu Palace. He asked about the account books.
Chen Zhuxin felt a little uneasy, "Why did His Majesty come today?" She remembered that she did not let Cuisheng go to complain.
Xiao Chenglan didn't say much, only said calmly: "This account book is very important. If you kneel down again, can you report to me?"
Chen Zhuxin quickly said, "It is very important for me to know this. Even if I am punished today, I will work tirelessly to submit the account books within three days. I will always remember your majesty's instructions."
"I know. I didn't come here just for you. I'll help you out if I can. Besides, I don't have the habit of abusing my subjects. Even your father didn't stay up all night for me." Xiao Chenglan said casually.
Chen Zhuxin stopped talking. His Majesty probably really had something to discuss with Concubine Xin.
Moreover, she could hear that His Majesty was inexplicably irritated and impatient. She didn't dare to say anything more and endured the pain in her knees as she tried her best to catch up with Xiao Chenglan.
However, unexpectedly, the emperor in front of him stopped.
Chen Zhuxin looked up and saw two figures slowly approaching in the distance.
Those two people are so easy to recognize.
One is Song Zhaoyi and the other is Jiang Yingli, both are so eye-catching.
How could these two, with completely opposite personalities, be together?
After looking around, Chen Zhuxin quickly sensed trouble.
She was walking behind Xiao Chenglan at the moment, which seemed easy to be misunderstood, and also unnecessary.
Chen Zhuxin felt that she was redundant, and so did Song Zhaoyi.
Song Zhaoyi claimed to be a designated concubine, and she should not get involved in this Shura field between the old favorite concubine and the newcomer.
I should have known not to go out for a walk.
However, Xiao Chenglan was the emperor after all, and she couldn't just turn around and pretend not to see him and leave. She could only stand on the side of the palace road with Jiang Yingli and bow.
"Your Majesty, may Your Majesty receive your blessings."
Chen Zhuxin also bowed and saluted Song Zhaoyi and Jiang Yingli.
"This concubine pays homage to the Empress Zhaoyi, the Empress Chongyi."
Xiao Chenglan's eyes were fixed on Jiang Yingli, who lowered her head, and he said calmly:
"Everyone stand up."
Several people stood up at the same time.
Xiao Chenglan didn't say anything for a long time.
Only Chen Zhuxin, who was standing behind Xiao Chenglan, dared to look up secretly.
His Majesty was still looking at Jiang Yingli with a complicated expression.
From the moment Jiang Yingli appeared, His Majesty's eyes were always on Jiang Yingli.
The scene was silent for a while, and Jiang Yingli pulled Song Zhaoyi away.
Seeing Xiao Chenglan's silence, Song Zhaoyi thought it was time to leave, so she and Jiang Yingli slowly moved out from one side of the palace road.
Who knew that just after he had walked less than a step, he heard Xiao Chenglan's cold voice:
"Stop, do I allow you to leave?"
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