Chapter 142 Song Zhao is pregnant! Promoted to the master of the first palace
The voice came unexpectedly, causing Xiao Jingheng to be startled.
He looked up and saw Song Zhao standing at the door.
In front of her was a pile of spilled soup and broken porcelain pieces.
The scalding leftovers spilled on her soft jade shoes, which must have burned her.
But Song Zhao seemed to be unaware of the pain.
She opened her eyes wide, filled with shock and disbelief, and tears immediately flowed out of her eyes.
"Daddy..."
Her voice was very weak.
He almost whispered this and then fainted.
"Zhao'er!"
Xiao Jingheng took a step forward, quickly grabbed Song Zhao's arm, and pulled her into his arms, preventing her from falling to the ground and being scratched by the broken porcelain pieces.
"Zhao'er? Zhao'er!"
He called Song Zhao several times in succession, but the girl in his arms did not give him any response.
So he suddenly raised his eyes and glared at Jiang Deshun who was already frightened and said angrily:
"Are you still standing there? Go get the imperial physician!!"
Song Zhao, who was in a 'comatose' state, clearly heard all the movements around him.
Xiao Jingheng carried her to the bed, held her hand and kept talking to her with concern.
Later, the imperial physician came and told Xiao Jingheng the good news after checking his pulse.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Concubine Song is already two months pregnant!"
Xiao Jingheng was overjoyed, but he did not forget to ask the imperial physician about Song Zhao's current condition.
Later, one after another, the concubines all learned the news and rushed to visit Song Zhao.
Throughout the whole process, Song Zhao lay quietly on the bed, even controlling his breathing rhythm very well.
It looked like he was asleep.
After being unconscious for nearly an hour, she gently moved her fingers, and her eyeballs under her tightly closed eyelids began to move rapidly.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Song has responded!"
"Zhao'er? Can you hear me?"
Xiao Jingheng held Song Zhao's hand so tightly that Song Zhao could even feel a thin layer of sweat on his palm.
She raised her heavy eyelids and saw Xiao Jingheng standing in front of her bed at first sight.
This day was the busiest day in the West Hall of Yaohua Palace since Song Zhao entered the palace.
All the concubines in the palace were present, without exception.
But everyone’s expressions were different, and everyone had their own thoughts.
Seeing Song Zhao wake up, Xiao Jingheng said happily: "Zhao'er, you finally woke up! You made me very worried!"
At first, Song Zhao was a little confused by the situation in the palace.
But she quickly recovered.
Suddenly, he sat up from the bed, grabbed Xiao Jingheng's hand, and asked excitedly:
"Your Majesty! Do you really mean what Eunuch Jiang just said to you? Father..."
Xiao Jingheng looked at Song Zhao's eyes that were sparkling with tears, which held the last glimmer of hope.
But now that things have come to this, the dead cannot be resurrected, and the truth cannot be concealed.
He took a deep breath and said helplessly: "I will bury your father properly and still give him the dignity of a Protector of the Country."
“Daddy…Daddy…NO!!!”
When Song Zhao heard this, it was as if the last straw he had been holding tightly to was cut off.
Her emotions completely broke down, she cried hysterically and her voice became hoarse.
When everyone present saw this scene, even those with hearts of stone would be infected by her emotions and feel sorry for her.
Xiao Jingheng's eyes were red, and he tried his best to hold back his tears in front of the concubines.
"Your Majesty...I don't have a father anymore. I don't have any family anymore, Your Majesty!"
Song Zhao buried her head in Xiao Jingheng's arms, crying and shaking all over, extremely emotional.
When people are extremely sad, they are very likely to infect those around them.
Xiao Jingheng wanted to comfort Song Zhao, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his words were choked with sobs and he was speechless for a moment.
Later, the Queen persuaded with red eyes:
"Lady Song, you are already two months pregnant. For the sake of the heir, you should not be so emotional."
"Pregnant?" Song Zhao choked up and raised her head from Xiao Jingheng's arms. Shedding tears, she looked at her flat belly in a daze.
Obviously, the news of the pregnancy did not heal the trauma in Song Zhao's heart.
She never mentioned this matter, and seemed to be trying hard to suppress her emotions, but she still couldn't help sobbing, which was even more heartbreaking to watch.
What can Xiao Jingheng do at this moment?
All the consolations seemed pale and powerless. He could only silently wipe Song Zhao's tears and hug her tighter and tighter.
The imperial physician saw that Song Zhao was still agitated and could not calm down, so he said anxiously:
"Your Excellency, please do not get too excited. I just felt your pulse. Although you are pregnant, your pulse is a little weak. Perhaps it is because you have been depressed and sad since you became pregnant. If you are too sad now, it may harm the health of the heir..."
The imperial physician said that Song Zhao had been depressed and sad since she became pregnant.
Isn’t that right?
Counting the days Song Zhao was pregnant, she experienced the death of her stepmother and killed her eldest sister with her own hands.
Now the only father left in the world could not bear the blow and committed suicide out of fear of crime.
In just two months, the entire Song family died. This was a blow that no one could bear.
Xiao Jingheng really felt sorry for Song Zhao.
He looked at the beautiful woman crying in his arms, took a few deep breaths to adjust his sad mood, and then gave the order in a solemn voice:
"Pass on my decree. From now on, Noble Lady Song will be promoted to the rank of imperial concubine!"
When these words were spoken, all the concubines present were stunned. They were several times more surprised than when they heard the news that Song Zhao was pregnant!
The Qi Dynasty never had a rule that a concubine would be promoted if she became pregnant.
Besides, the position of a concubine is not a small position like a concubine, a maid, or a noble lady.
This is the main seat of the palace.
To enthrone a palace master, an imperial edict must be drafted in advance, an auspicious day must be set, and the enthronement ceremony must be performed.
After going through a series of formalities, the appointment of a concubine must be prepared at least three months in advance.
But now Xiao Jingheng wants Song Zhao to be made a concubine immediately with just one sentence.
It was really too hasty.
As the queen who is the head of the harem, even if she is usually calm and composed, she could only speak out:
"Your Majesty, conferring a title on a concubine is no small matter. Moreover, there has never been a precedent in the Qi Dynasty for consorts to be promoted when they are pregnant. You..."
"So what?"
Before the Queen could finish her words of persuasion, Xiao Jingheng interrupted her with a solemn voice and said in a resounding voice:
"Since there has been no precedent before, I will set this precedent today!"
——
Off topic: Here I am again, nagging!
My dears, please stop complaining about the slow upgrade. This is a palace fight! Not a sweet pet! Which character in this story looks easy to deal with? So even if Sister Song is pregnant, if it weren't for her conspiracy, the emperor would not have given her the title of the head of a palace.
And if you think about it, she has only been in the palace for half a year, and she has been promoted all the way from a concubine to a concubine. This is like riding a rocket.
Don't worry, after Sister Song, the big devil, became the head of a palace, the harem became chaotic~
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
