Chapter 258 Misread
The Empress Dowager wanted to use this as an excuse to give Luo Yixiuan to Ji Changqing.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ji Changqing looked at Luo Yixuan and asked, "Does Miss Seven like His Majesty?"
Luo Yixuan smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty is the son of your fifth sister. When I saw him, I loved and cherished him from the bottom of my heart. How could I not be happy?"
Ji Changqing asked again, "Miss Seven, are you willing to stay in the palace and accompany His Majesty forever?"
"Of course I am willing." Luo Yixuan replied, "but——"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ji Changqing.
"Grand Empress Dowager, please posthumously confer the title of Grand Consort on the late Emperor's behalf. This way, Miss Seven will be able to stay in the palace and take care of His Majesty."
Luo Yixuan: “…”
The Empress Dowager: “…”
Her face instantly darkened. "How can she be posthumously conferred the title of Consort Dowager? She was never taken into the palace before."
Ji Changqing chuckled: "Rules are made by people. Just give the order, and I will convince all the officials."
The Empress Dowager: “…”
This Ji Changqing is really stubborn.
She simply made it clear.
"Yixuan is so young, how can I let her be a widow? Your concubine position is empty anyway, why not make room for Yixuan? That way she will have a secure place for the rest of her life and can always come to the palace to take care of Your Majesty."
Ji Changqing raised his eyebrows: "If you think so, you have misjudged me."
The Empress Dowager: “?”
"If I take a concubine, how can I let her go out whenever she wants?"
Ji Changqing continued.
"She must be kept in the palace to serve the princess. Not only will she have to serve tea and water, but she will also have to kneel down and massage her legs, wipe the floor and table. If her service is not to the princess's liking, she will be punished at any time."
Luo Yixuan: “…”
The Empress Dowager: “…”
Is this the concubine?
It's clearly buying a maid.
What's wrong with this guy? When he sees a beautiful woman, instead of wanting to take her for himself, he wants to destroy her.
The Empress Dowager was really angry.
"It seems that Your Highness is so absorbed in state affairs that he has no idea of anything else. I really overestimate you."
Ji Changqing smiled lightly and said, "I'm glad you understand."
After saying this, he said, "Take care of yourself. I'll take my leave first," and then turned and left.
The Cining Palace was silent for a moment.
The Empress Dowager sighed softly, "Even if a cow refuses to drink, I can't force it. I'm afraid I'll have to find another way to deal with this matter."
Luo Yixuan walked up behind her, rubbed her back, and said comfortingly, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry to trouble you. If the path of granted marriage doesn't work, there are other ways. Everything depends on human effort."
"You do have some of my youthful demeanor." The Empress Dowager laughed, "You're quite patient."
Luo Yixuan smiled faintly: "It is a blessing for me to be like Your Majesty."
Feng Qingsui heard that the Empress Dowager was ill, so he met Ji Changqing at noon and asked about her.
Ji Changqing said calmly, "It's just a mental illness."
This sounds like a double entendre.
When he was about to ask for details, Ji Changqing brought out the angelica, ginger and mutton soup and said, "Let's eat first. Why would someone who is not related care about her?"
Feng Qingsui: “…”
All right.
Food is the most important thing for people.
The mutton soup was fragrant, fresh and sweet. Feng Qingsui praised it highly: "Second Master's soup is still the best."
Ji Changqing said indifferently: "Don't be greedy for other people's cooking in the future. Tell me what you want to eat."
Feng Qingsui agreed immediately.
"Okay. From now on, if Second Master's Yingying and Yanyan send me food again, I will just remember not to eat it."
Ji Changqing: “…”
Don't make him sound like a playboy, surrounded by beautiful women, okay?
He glanced at the man and said, "You are not allowed to eat anything that was given to you by your admirers."
Feng Qingsui: (⊙⊙)
How come she doesn't know that she has a lot of admirers?
"It's a gift from my fourth uncle, so it doesn't count, right?"
Ji Changqing: “…”
“Not really.”
Feng Qingsui enjoyed the lunch carefully prepared by Chef Ji with a smile.
After eating and drinking well and feeling full of energy, I finished the work of the Epidemic Prevention Department early in the afternoon.
Seeing that it was still early, he took Wuhua to Qinghui Nuanrong Pavilion to inspect his shop.
As soon as he got off the donkey cart, he caught a glimpse of two figures pulling each other out of the corner of his eye. When he looked closely, he found that they were Zong Hebai and a young man.
The young man was only half a head shorter than Zong Hebai. He had a long and graceful neck, smooth curves of shoulders and back, a thin waist and long legs. He had a good figure.
It's a pity that he has a face full of pockmarks, which makes people unable to bear to look at him closely.
The man struggled hard, as if to escape, but Zong Hebai held his arm tightly, preventing him from doing so.
Seeing this, Feng Qingsui walked over with Wuhua.
Just as he opened his mouth to greet Zong Hebai, the man suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Huahua?!"
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