Chapter 115 Chapter 115 She remembered that she was not like this when she was a child...
Palace of Heavenly Purity.
After hearing what Su Malagu sent over, the emperor, who was sitting upright behind the imperial desk, turned his ring on his thumb, his face cold and his eyes deep.
After a while, he asked Liang Jiugong, "How's the situation at the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
Liang Jiugong bowed and replied, "All necessary funeral supplies have been secretly prepared, and the news has been secretly sent to Prince Chun's wife."
Whether she can wake up or not depends on Prince Chun’s wife herself.
However, judging by the little prince's diet over the past two days, Prince Chun's wife probably has no awareness of it at all.
Not only did Prince Chun's wife not have it, but Concubine Kang in Shoukang Palace also didn't have it. I heard that she had been praying to gods and Buddhas everywhere during this period, and even ordered people to find four or five unconventional remedies to try on the little prince.
Liang Jiugong lowered his head, remembering one of the folk remedies he had seen: bloodletting...
The little prince is just a little kid, how can he endure bleeding every three days?
Concubine Kang was really confused.
Fortunately, the wife of Prince Chun is not so foolishly filial as to do that. However... if the doctors of the Imperial Hospital can't come up with a solution, I'm afraid the wife of Prince Chun won't be able to keep her sanity for much longer.
The Emperor ordered the Imperial Household Department to secretly prepare funeral supplies, simply to provoke Prince Chun's wife.
After all, the little prince is healthy, what can the imperial physician do?
It's not that she hadn't tried to persuade the wife of Prince Chun, but she wouldn't listen. Every time she heard the imperial physician mention that the little prince should be taken out more often to get some sunshine, to move his arms and legs, or that he should open the windows for ventilation regularly and increase his diet, the wife of Prince Chun would subconsciously think that the imperial physician had been bribed and was trying to murder the little prince.
Otherwise, she is a foolish and incompetent person who cannot cure the little prince's "illness" and simply gives up. It would be a waste of time to make her happy!
Before, the emperor was far away in Prince Chun's mansion, and it was not convenient for him to leave the palace to visit him every day. So he believed what Prince Chun's wife said and mistakenly thought that the little prince had some strange disease.
Now that Prince Chun's wife has entered the palace, she has only been there for a few days when the Empress Dowager and the Emperor have discovered the problem.
The emperor wanted to tell the truth and persuade him with kind words.
The Grand Empress Dowager said: As a mother, if she cannot even fulfill the basic responsibility of being sober and protecting her son, she will be a burden to Fuluhulun. It would be better for him not to have this mother, otherwise he will die at her hands sooner or later.
The atmosphere in the imperial study gradually became stagnant.
Liang Jiugong didn't dare to breathe for a long time before he heard the emperor speak again: "Didn't she ask someone to send Yinzhen's toys to An'er?"
Liang Jiugong nodded quickly, "In reply to Your Majesty, yes, yesterday when Concubine Ling sent it over, Fu Jin had someone check it out. After confirming that there was no problem, she sent it directly to the young prince. When the young prince woke up, he was so happy that he played with it for more than half an hour and didn't want to let go."
Hearing him talk about Concubine Ling, the emperor's dark eyes gradually became warmer.
He thought for a moment and said, "Let's have Concubine Ling come to the Imperial Study to accompany the Emperor this afternoon."
Liang Jiugong smiled and replied, "Well, I will go and inform Concubine Ling right away."
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Changchun Palace.
It's a very cloudy day today, with layers of white clouds piled up overhead, blocking most of the sunlight.
Yet it didn't seem gloomy or depressing, and there was no sign of rain. There was only a frequent breeze, which made the branches in the yard rustle and the flowers sway.
After breakfast, Li Shuyao asked someone to dismantle the shed that had been built yesterday, and wiped the exercise facilities underneath. Then she threw the kid in and let him explore freely.
As for myself, I was lying in a specially made rocking chair.
She was covered with a thin silk blanket and her eyes were shrouded in a layer of misty black gauze. She was able to take care of the baby and sleep at the same time without any delay.
Before noon, he received a summons from the Qianqing Palace, which was delivered personally by the Imperial Chief Eunuch Liang Jiugong.
If it were placed in the palace next door, I'm afraid it would be extremely happy.
The palace maids in Changchun Palace were used to it and were only a little happier than usual. They quickly suppressed their smiles and went about preparing to accompany the emperor in the afternoon's imperial study.
Little Yinzhen also heard what Liang Jiugong said. Sitting on the swing that was swinging back and forth, he pouted in dissatisfaction.
He felt that his Khan Ama in this life was completely different from the one in his previous life, and was too attached to his new mother.
Not only does he have to flip the sign of Changchun Palace from time to time, but now even the job of accompanying the emperor in the imperial study has to be done by his new mother... Isn't he afraid that his new mother won't be able to do the job of accompanying the emperor well?
Since he was born, he has never seen his new mother grind ink or write, nor has he heard his mother recite poems or paint.
The only skill he possessed was probably storytelling, stories like Pleasant Bad Wolf, the Mermaid and the White Princess, the Girl in the Tall Building, and the Little Girl Who Froze to Death Under the Overpass...
Um?
Why are all the stories about girls?
Little Yinzhen only complained for a while, and his attention was soon attracted by new problems.
Holding his chubby hands, he sat on the swing and pondered for a moment, and finally came to the conclusion - my mother likes girls, she must want a younger sister!
This is fine, he also likes his sister, he had brothers and sisters in his previous life.
It's a pity that his younger brothers and sisters in his previous life were instilled with the idea that "Fourth Brother is an ungrateful person" by his mother. Since they were young, they didn't like to get close to him. Only his thirteenth brother and his sisters liked to stick to him.
Maybe I can make up for my regrets in this life?
When little Yinzhen thought of this, he suddenly became cheerful and no longer puffed up his cheeks to pretend to be depressed.
His bright eyes looked towards the new mother's belly in the rocking chair not far away. He was very much looking forward to it. He didn't know what the new sister would look like. It would be great if she could look more like him...
He will definitely love her very much, the kind that would give the stars to the sun!
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The kid's thoughts are unpredictable, jumping around even more than a wormhole.
At this moment, Li Shuyao had no idea how fast his thoughts had progressed.
After seeing Liang Jiugong off, she saw the palace maids dispersing, some fumigating clothes, some taking jewelry. She lay back in the rocking chair bored, the black silk gauze eye mask circling on her index finger.
After a while, she asked Tian Jiarou, "Tell me, the emperor suddenly asked me to accompany him to the imperial study. Could it be because of the toy I sent yesterday?"
After all, feudal superstition is not acceptable. Her baby is just an ordinary kid who is just lucky and has never been sick since he was a child. How can he be glorified as the embodiment of blessing?
Li Shuyao felt vaguely uneasy, worried that the emperor was angry because of this matter. However, she had to consider her face and was embarrassed to issue an order to reprimand her. So she simply called her over to the imperial study and scolded her under the pretext of accompanying her.
Tian Jiarou comforted her: "No."
"Why not?"
Tian Jiarou was puzzled: "The Emperor is so powerful. If he wants to convict someone, can't he just issue an edict? Who would dare to interfere?"
"Just look at the previous dynasty. Which of those officials who made mistakes wasn't immediately taken out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded in public? And the last time we rectified the Imperial Household Department..."
Tian Jiarou gave a few examples before Li Shuyao finally put her doubts to rest. She supported her cheeks with her hands and pouted slightly, "So, the emperor thinks the gift I gave is good, and he wants to reward me?"
Accompanying the emperor in the imperial study is one of the manifestations of the emperor's grace.
Every concubine who was fortunate enough to receive the favor of accompanying the emperor was often followed by countless gifts and rewards when she came out of the imperial study.
His position in the palace became increasingly stable, and the palace ladies below him were even more proud of him.
When Li Shuyao was still an official girl, she was often summoned to the imperial study to accompany the emperor. Later, when she became pregnant with a baby, the emperor rarely summoned her.
First, it was to make it easier for her to take care of her pregnancy. Second, her being appointed as a concubine was already a sign of the emperor's favor, and there was no need to add icing on the cake.
After giving birth to the baby and leaving the confinement period, the emperor immediately flipped her name card. To this day, there are a few days every month when the emperor flips the name card of Changchun Palace without interruption. Naturally, this allows the palace servants to see her status in the emperor's heart.
Therefore, Li Shuyao never actively competed for favor, and she almost never felt jealous when she saw other concubines had the honor of accompanying the emperor in the imperial study.
She had always been quiet and well-behaved, living alone in a corner, but somehow her popularity in the harem had gotten better and better.
Tian Jiarou nodded: "Maybe that's the case."
Li Shuyao instantly became excited.
*
After receiving the summons from the imperial study to accompany the emperor, Li Shuyao could no longer dine with her little son.
But before leaving, she reminded Nanny Yan: "...keep an eye on Yinzhen and don't let him eat too much. If he gets fat like a piglet, he won't be cute anymore."
Little Yinzhen held Nanny Yan's hand and followed behind Li Shuyao, waiting for her to get on the sedan chair. Before he could cheer, "Mother is not at home today," he heard Li Shuyao's words.
He snorted in dissatisfaction, "It's already a few days, mother, please leave!"
"If we don't leave now, Khan Ama will go hungry."
"It's uncomfortable to be hungry, and I don't want to make my father-in-law and mother feel uncomfortable."
"I...I promise not to eat too much, and I promise to exercise regularly, so that I can lose all the fat as soon as possible. Then Mother will like Yinzhen even more."
Li Shuyao, who was riding in the sedan chair, covered her heart when she heard this.
Oh no, my conscience is going to be tortured again.
The kid's soft words really make it hard to harden your heart.
She bit her lip hard, but couldn't help herself. She pulled aside the veil, poked her head out, and said to the little cub on the ground, "Actually, no matter how you become, baby, I will love you very much. I don't let you eat too much because I don't want you to get fat. If you get fat, you will get sick easily, and being sick will be very painful."
She wanted to explain a few more things.
But the little kid on the ground tilted his head back and looked at her seriously: "I know, mother."
His little voice was clear and full of energy. "I have always known that mother is the person who loves me the most in this world!"
"You love me more than ten thousand suns!"
Li Shuyao: "..."
Her mouth opened and closed, and her eyes wandered.
After a while, she really didn't know what to say, so she slowly lowered the gauze curtain, tapped the chair lightly with her fingers twice, and signaled to the palace servant, "You can go."
At the same time, I was still wondering where did the kid inherit his language talent from?
How can you make something sound so nice and yet make people laugh and cry?
She remembered that she was not like this when she was a child.
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