Chapter 141 Mother's Family Sacrifice
In any case, Song Shicheng was able to save his life, definitely thanks to Song Zhao's face with Xiao Jingheng.
Song Zhaode remembered this kindness.
So after returning to the palace, Song Zhao personally made some exquisite and delicious snacks and took them to the Shangshufang to give to Xiao Jingheng.
Xiao Jingheng used a piece and praised Song Zhao for his cleverness and skill. He also said:
"If I hadn't had to meet with the court officials later, I would have shared this tray with my beloved concubine."
Song Zhao took a candy crisp and fed it to Xiao Jingheng with his own hands, smiling coquettishly, "If you eat all these candy crisps, you will be sick of them~"
"How could I feel tired of your kindness?" While Xiao Jingheng was holding the candied cake in his mouth, he did not forget to deliberately stroke Song Zhao's index finger with the tip of his lips in a teasing manner.
Song Zhaoyi lightly touched the tip of Xiao Jingheng's handsome nose with his fingertips, and followed his thoughts, and his every move became ambiguous.
"The Emperor hasn't come to my palace to eat for a long time."
Xiao Jingheng held her slender waist and laughed loudly:
"I have to discuss matters with the people from the Military Affairs Council tonight, and I will go to your palace tomorrow night."
Song Zhao snorted coquettishly, "No way! Your Majesty hasn't tasted my cooking for a long time, and he ate very little for dinner, so I had to prepare a large table, but he ate before he could even take a few bites. If Your Majesty is free tomorrow, why don't you come to my palace for lunch? It won't be a waste of my kindness."
"Hahaha, you're becoming more and more pretentious." Xiao Jingheng pinched her waist, making Song Zhao feel itchy in his arms, and then he said, "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."
Later, when the court officials were about to arrive, Song Zhao took his leave first.
As for why she insisted on having Jamel Xiao come over for lunch, there was certainly a reason behind it.
The former Duke of the Guardian's Mansion has now been completely destroyed, with not even a single servant left.
Song Shicheng died in his mansion tonight, and no one would notice even his body had turned cold.
The court asked him to leave for Beihanchuan at 1:00 p.m. tomorrow, so he would be found dead tomorrow.
He died, and the matter must be reported to the court immediately.
Calculating the time, when the news reaches Jiang Deshun and he tells Xiao Jingheng,
It should be exactly six o'clock in the afternoon, when Xiao Jingheng was having lunch.
Song Zhao must hear this news together with Xiao Jingheng.
She could then perform an inconspicuous drama in front of Jamel Xiao!
*
On the way back to the palace that day, when passing by the Imperial Garden, Song Zhao was attracted by a blue kite hanging in the sky.
She secretly wondered, when did the women in the palace stop plotting against others and have the time to fly kites in the Imperial Garden?
Walking towards the place where the strings were being drawn, Fang got closer and heard Huipin's childish voice,
"Fly higher! Higher!"
She pulled the kite string up and down, and from time to time a silver bell-like laugh came out of her mouth, and her eyes were narrowed into slits due to smiling.
Somehow, seeing how happy she was, Song Zhao couldn't help but laugh along with her.
She seemed to see in Huipin the carefree girl she was when her mother was still alive.
She should have had a life like this without having to scheme...
"Sister Song!" Huipin saw her from the corner of her eye and immediately waved at her happily, "Do you want to fly a kite with me? It's so fun~"
Song Zhao smiled and bowed to her, "Why are you in such a good mood today, Concubine Hui?"
"Hehe~ After my birthday next month, I will be fourteen years old~ My mother told me at home that one month before my birthday, I should write my wish on a kite. This is called 'communication with the will of heaven'. It is to let the heaven know what my wish is in advance so that it can be realized when the time comes~"
A gust of wind blew by, and the kite flew higher.
Huipin pointed at it with a wider smile, her eyes full of purity that had not been tainted by the cannibalistic harem.
"Sister Song, look! Wow~~~ I can hardly see it clearly!"
Sometimes Song Zhao didn't know how to tell whether Huipin's innocence was real or fake.
After all, she had such a good background, her family's financial resources were comparable to the national treasury, she had been living a life of luxury since she was young, her family was not interested in being an official, and there was no need for her to fight for anything for the family.
For such a person, of course, the most important thing is to be happy.
Song Zhao responded, "The kite is flying so high. Your Majesty's wish must have been seen by the heavens. Your Majesty will get what she wants."
"I think so too!" Huipin pursed her lips and counted on her fingers: "My wish is that my father, mother and brother can come to the palace to see me. I miss them so much..."
She was so happy just a moment ago, but after she said this, her eyes were filled with tears.
Song Zhao took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, coaxing her like his own sister.
"Your Majesty's sincerity has moved Heaven, and Heaven will certainly grant your wishes."
Huipin's father's official position was not high, and it was also an honorary title that did not require reporting.
If she wanted to see her parents, she would have to wait until she became pregnant and gave birth to a royal heir.
The reason why Song Zhao said that she could get what she wanted was because she was about to turn one year old and would be able to sleep with the emperor soon.
And after she sleeps with the emperor, there is no telling how many pairs of eyes in the harem will be fixed on her.
Only then will the real bloody storm rush towards her.
I hope everything is alright with her.
*
At noon the next day, Song Zhao prepared a large table of delicious delicacies, and Xiao Jingheng arrived on time after court.
After sitting down holding Song Zhao's hand, the two of them ate and chatted at the same time. They looked like an ordinary couple, harmonious and happy.
After eating for a while, Song Zhao saw a bird flying towards the window without any reason.
The noise was not loud, just a flash. Xiao Jingheng didn't pay much attention to it, but Song Zhao, who was paying attention, saw it.
This is the secret code between her and Xiao Fuzi.
As long as Xiao Fuzi saw Jiang Deshun rushing towards Yaohua Palace, he would send such a signal to Song Zhao.
Song Zhao put down his chopsticks and said with a normal smile:
"There is also a dish of Emerald Beef Soup, which is also the emperor's favorite. I started simmering it this morning, and now the heat is just right. Your Majesty, please wait a moment, I will go get it."
Xiao Jingheng said: "Let the palace servants do these small things."
Song Zhao refused, "How can serving the emperor be a small matter? I have to do it myself, so that I can see the emperor eating sweet food and feel happy in my heart~"
She slipped happily to the small kitchen like a clever little rabbit.
Not long after he left, Jiang Deshun arrived.
Jiang Deshun usually wouldn't disturb Xiao Jingheng and his concubines when they were having meals.
Seeing that he didn't look very good when he came today, Xiao Jingheng asked him, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Deshun saw that Song Zhao was not in the hall, so he stammered:
"Your Majesty... Lord Song, he, he committed suicide by hanging himself in his mansion last night!" (emphasis added)
'Pop'
As Jiang Deshun said,
There was a crisp sound of a porcelain bowl being smashed to the ground outside the door.
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