Chapter 121 Tianji Secret Order 2
After serving the emperor that night, Song Zhao looked exhausted.
She leaned on Jamel Xiao's shoulder, and soon her breathing subsided.
The moonlight sprinkled on the girl's fair and delicate face. Xiao Jingheng tilted his head, gave her a light kiss on the forehead, and then fell asleep.
About a quarter of an hour later, when Xiao Jingheng fell asleep, Song Zhao opened his eyes.
She waited for another stick of incense, and after confirming that Xiao Jingheng was asleep, she got up quietly, tiptoed to the diamond-shaped window, and opened it a crack.
The cold winter wind blew in through the gaps, and Song Zhao shivered from the cold.
When she returned to the dragon bed, she did not rush to wrap herself in the quilt.
Instead, she rolled up the quilt on Xiao Jingheng, as if she was afraid that he would be frozen.
But she herself was only wearing thin pajamas and just slept like that.
At dawn the next day, Xiao Jingheng was awakened by the air conditioning.
He saw that he was wrapped in two layers of bedding, while Song Zhao, who was lying beside him, was curled up with his brows furrowed in his sleep.
He quickly covered Song Zhao with the quilt and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the diamond-shaped window, only to find that the window seemed to have been blown open by the wind and had been open all night.
He thought that he must have felt cold in his sleep in the second half of the night, so he unconsciously rolled the quilt around himself, leaving Song Zhao cold all night.
At this moment, touching Song Zhao's cold cheek, his eyes were full of pity and his heart was full of guilt.
Song Zhao slowly raised his eyelids as he caressed her, and said in a slightly weak voice: "Your Majesty... cough cough..."
Xiao Jingheng felt distressed after hearing the two coughs.
He tucked in the quilt, wrapped Song Zhao up like a dumpling, and said apologetically:
"You're going to catch a cold. It's my fault last night."
Song Zhao stretched out her hand to smooth Xiao Jingheng's frown, and said with a smile: "How can I be so weak? Your Majesty, don't worry, I am fine, I just feel a little cold."
Xiao Jingheng didn't mention that he had rolled away all the quilts, and Song Zhao didn't mention it either.
After all, it's enough for both of us to understand what's going on.
Later, Xiao Jingheng hurried to the court and asked Jiang Deshun to make ginger tea to drive away the cold and send it to Song Zhao. He also said to Song Zhao:
"I will go to see you after the court."
After Song Zhao returned to the palace, he began to show signs of fever due to the cold he had suffered all night.
Yunshan was anxious to ask for the imperial physician, but Song Zhao stopped her.
"If you go and ask for the imperial physician at this time, won't that make the emperor feel uneasy? Don't go. Didn't Eunuch Jiang send some ginger tea? I'll drink some ginger tea, and you can ask Xiao Fuzi to come in and check my pulse and prescribe some cold-repelling medicine to deal with it."
About half an hour later, Xiao Fuzi came in with a steaming medicine bowl.
"My lady, these are the only herbs left in our palace. You can drink them first. I have a good relationship with Xiao Mozi from the Imperial Pharmacy. I asked him privately for some medicine to treat the cold and said that I was sick. I didn't want the emperor to hear about this."
"No need." Song Zhao took the medicine cup with a cold look in his eyes, but he didn't drink a sip and poured it all into the bucket.
Xiao Fuzi wondered: "Why is this happening, young master..."
Song Zhao said, "I have caught a cold and am not feeling well. To avoid passing my illness on to the emperor and his family, I will not go with the emperor tomorrow when the concubines go to the empress dowager's palace to pray for blessings. You can ask for leave from the emperor on my behalf."
Little Fuzi was becoming more and more confused.
Song Zhao's illness is caused by a cold, not an epidemic, so he won't pass on his disease to others.
Moreover, her mistress always planned three steps ahead, so of course she knew that if she didn't go with the whole palace to pray for the queen, she would be criticized.
"If you don't go tomorrow, I'm afraid those ladies will always criticize you."
Song Zhao sneered and said, "I got this disease because of the emperor. Who dares to say anything bad about me?"
After that, he raised his eyebrows at Xiao Fuzi and said mysteriously, "Come forward, I have something more important to tell you."
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Early the next morning, Xiao Jingheng took the concubines to the Empress Dowager's palace.
When the masters are praying, they are not allowed to have servants serving them.
In the eyes of the superiors, those eunuchs and maids were of low status and filthy.
The reason for keeping them present was that they might defile the Buddha.
And because they were praying in the Empress Dowager's palace, all the palace servants were sent out, leaving only the master.
This matter was led by Xiao Jingheng. The Queen Mother was also present, and she was praying for the Queen. None of the concubines dared to be negligent and they all came early.
But among this crowd of beautiful figures, Concubine Ning and Song Zhao were not to be seen.
Others will inevitably make some comments.
The rustling sound gave Xiao Jingheng a headache, so he sent people to Yonghe Palace and Yaohua Palace to check what was going on.
Yonghe Palace is slightly closer to the Empress Dowager's Xianshou Palace, so the palace servant sent to invite Concubine Ning came back with a report quickly.
"Your Majesty, the Yonghe Palace said that Concubine Ning is not feeling well... She cannot come today..."
Everyone knows that Concubine Ning is just being petty.
Xiao Jingheng said with a hint of annoyance: "Go and ask someone to invite Concubine Ning over."
But the Queen said, "Your Majesty, since Sister Ning Fei is ill, why don't you let her go back and forth?"
This statement not only demonstrated the Queen's magnanimity, but also made Concubine Ning look petty and unpresentable.
While the emperor and empress were talking, they saw Xiao Fuzi, who was beside Song Zhao, coming.
He replied to Xiao Jingheng with some embarrassment, "Your Majesty, may you be blessed. My young mistress has caught a cold, and I am afraid that she will pass the disease on to you masters. So today... I am afraid that I cannot come."
As soon as Xiao Fuzi finished speaking, Yun Fei began to speak in a sarcastic tone.
"She has never been ill before or after, but why did she fall ill at this time? Concubine Yao, have you seen her call for the imperial physician?"
Yaopin said, "That... I didn't see her. But during dinner yesterday, Concubine Song had dinner in her own side hall, and I didn't see her."
Concubine Yun sneered, "You are sick but you don't want to see the imperial physician. Is he really sick or just pretending? I think your master just doesn't want to come and pray for the queen, so he deliberately made up an excuse to shirk his responsibilities!"
Xiao Jingheng knew exactly why Song Zhao was sick.
So after hearing Concubine Yun's speculation about Song Zhao, he immediately scolded her.
"Who would joke about their own body? Do you think everyone is like you, full of ulterior motives? Concubine Song is kind and kind, I believe she would not do such a thing."
The Queen Mother and the Empress also said a few good words for Song Zhao.
Concubine Yun had suffered a setback this time, so she had to restrain herself and no longer talk about right or wrong.
Later, Xiao Jingheng instructed Xiao Fuzi, "Go tell your young mistress to take good care of herself. I will go see her when I am done with my work."
Xiao Fuzi nodded in agreement and left in a hurry.
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