An hour later.
Song Wenjing carried the already unconscious Jiang Jingyu to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.
He passed his arm under her neck and let her rest her head on his shoulder.
Jiang Jingyu had fallen asleep, but the blush on her face had not yet faded.
Song Wenjing's big palm touched her hot little face, and a cool feeling came over her. Jiang Jingyu subconsciously grabbed his hand and rubbed his palm.
Song Wenjing chuckled and let her hold his hand and fell asleep with her.
The next day, when Song Wenjing came back from court, Jiang Jingyu had just woken up, and Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu were helping her change clothes.
When the palace maids saw him coming, they were about to kneel down but were stopped by Song Wenjing with a look.
He came to Fengyi Palace quietly. Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu hurriedly retreated after seeing him.
Song Wenjing came behind Jiang Jingyu and continued the unfinished actions of Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu.
Tie the bellyband strap for Jiang Jingyu.
The warm and slightly rough big palm touched Jiang Jingyu's skin, causing her body to stiffen slightly.
"His Majesty?"
Song Wenjing clumsily tied the belt for her and then hugged her from behind.
"Yes, I worked hard last night, Ayu, why don't you take a rest?"
Jiang Jingyu's mind flashed back to those blushing scenes from last night...
She took a deep breath and suppressed the chaotic images in her mind. She held the big hand on her waist and turned her head to look at Song Wenjing.
"Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."
Song Wenjing leaned over and rested his chin on Jiang Jingyu's shoulder.
"What is it?"
"Zhou Huaiqian brought in a batch of Tanbaku from Miaojiang, but it was intercepted by the Jiang Mansion's secret guards yesterday. If the Tanbaku were to flow into the Imperial City, the consequences would be disastrous!"
Tobacco is a fatal temptation for smokers.
What's more, Tambaku is only produced in Miaojiang and is transported to Kyoto after a long journey, so the price is extremely expensive.
If it flowed into the imperial city, how many people would be separated from their wives and children and their families would be destroyed because of the high prices they paid for tobacco?
Jiang Jingyu didn't want to count, nor did she want to see it.
Song Wenjing's eyes flashed slightly, and he let go of Jiang Jingyu and turned her body to look at him.
"Tambaku?"
Jiang Jingyu nodded. "Yes, I saw this shipment in the General's Mansion's account book. It was supposed to have been delivered three days ago, but something might have happened along the way, so the merchant ship only arrived at the dock yesterday."
"Zhou Huaiqian left the city yesterday."
Song Wenjing narrowed his eyes and did not hide anything from Jiang Jingyu.
At first he didn't know why Zhou Huaiqian left the city, but now he understood.
Jiang Jingyu was shocked: "Leaving the city? Did he get wind of it and run away?"
"I have sent people to monitor his whereabouts. If he gets close to the imperial city, he will be unable to escape."
Song Wenjing was in charge of the overall situation. In the past few days, he had been sending people to secretly monitor Zhou Huaiqian's movements. Zhou Huaiqian's whereabouts were all under his control.
A month later, Kunning Palace.
Today is the Queen Mother's birthday. She doesn't want to go through all those empty ceremonies, so she stopped Song Wenjing from holding a birthday banquet for her.
The Queen Mother is old and just wants the whole family to sit together, have a meal and chat.
Song Wenjing and Jiang Jingyu both respected the Queen Mother's ideas and came to Kunning Palace to have dinner with her.
The Queen Mother sat in the main seat, looking at the loving Song Wenjing and Jiang Jingyu opposite her, and the smile on her face deepened.
The person she was most worried about in her life was Jing'er. Now that Jing'er had found her true love, her wish was fulfilled.
The Queen Mother looked at Jiang Jingyu and liked her more and more.
"Jingyu, come here. The fish we cooked today is very good. Come and try it."
The Queen Mother picked up a piece of fish and wanted to pass it to Jiang Jingyu's bowl, but it was too far away and she couldn't reach it.
She was about to stand up when Jiang Jingyu hurriedly said, "Don't move, mother. I can do it myself."
The empress dowager didn't stop until Song Wenjing picked up a piece of fish and put it in Jiang Jingyu's bowl.
"Jingyu, try it quickly and see if it suits your taste."
The Queen Mother looked at her kindly.
Jiang Jingyu nodded and picked up the fish from the bowl. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, her stomach suddenly churned.
"vomit--"
"Imperial Physician, call the Imperial Physician!"
The sudden situation scared Song Wenjing and the Queen Mother.
Song Wenjing looked at Jiang Jingyu nervously, holding her shoulders with both hands: "Ayu, Ayu, what's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Hurry, help Jingyu lie down on the bed for a while!"
The mother and son, who had always been calm, were completely panicked after encountering Jiang Jingyu's incident.
Song Wenjing hurriedly picked up Jiang Jingyu by the waist and strode to the bed.
He sat on the edge of the bed, holding Jiang Jingyu's hand tightly with his big palm, looking at her anxiously.
"Don't be afraid, Jingyu. I'm here, I'm here."
Then, his eyes reddened with anger, he turned his head and shouted, "Where's the imperial physician? Tell him to come here!"
The Queen Mother also sat beside the bed and comforted him softly, her eyes full of worry and self-blame.
Blame her, it’s all her fault. She shouldn’t have let Jingyu eat that piece of fish!
Upon hearing that the Empress was unwell, the Imperial Physician did not dare to delay and hurried to Kunning Palace.
The imperial physician hurried to the inner hall and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you..."
"Come and see how the Queen is doing!"
Song Wenjing interrupted the imperial physician's words and his kneeling movements, stood up and stood aside, letting the imperial physician take Jiang Jingyu's pulse.
The imperial physician broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly put the medicine box aside and felt Jiang Jingyu's pulse through the handkerchief.
After finding out Jiang Jingyu's physical condition, the imperial physician was shocked and took her pulse again in disbelief.
"How is it? Did Ayu eat something bad?"
Without waiting for the imperial physician to speak, Song Wenjing asked anxiously.
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