Chapter 177 What's the Purpose?
That night,
When Song Zhaofang finished washing up and was about to rest, Xiao Fuzi came over to talk to her.
"Your Highness, everything has been arranged. Zhihua is smart and knows what to do. From now on, Zhihua will pay close attention to every move of Huipin and report everything to Your Highness in detail."
Song Zhao nodded indifferently, took the jade pot, took a sip of Lanzhi Jade Liquid and started rinsing his mouth.
Xiao Fuzi handed her a handkerchief and whispered:
"The emperor insisted on forcing Concubine Hui to our Changle Palace. On the surface, he said that he wanted her to accompany you, but I saw that Concubine Hui cried and made a scene in front of the emperor, saying that she was afraid of living alone, so the emperor sent her to live with you. This way, Concubine Hui will be satisfied, and you will feel that this is the emperor's consideration for you."
Xiao Fuzi's eyes are always sharp and thorough, and he can always see the truth.
Song Zhao didn't take it to heart after hearing this. He just smiled coldly and said, "The emperor is a good person. It's not like you just learned this today."
Seeing that Song Zhao did not take this matter to heart, Xiao Fuzi said:
"In fact, it's good for Concubine Shi to move in. At least there will be someone to talk to and relieve the boredom of the Concubine. And last year, the Concubine entered the palace for the selection. This July, when the Emperor's mourning period is over, it will be the time for the selection. By then, we don't know how many new people will come in. There are two main seats in the Concubine's palace, and those newcomers will no longer be assigned to the Concubine's palace, and it will save the Concubine from bothering her."
Song Zhao gently stroked the smooth surface of the nail, his eyes gradually darkening.
"Yes, the palace selection will be in July, and the names of the concubines from various families should have been submitted by now. It seems that the palace will become really lively in the future."
*
By the beginning of June, the weather in Kyoto had become extremely hot.
The air was filled with a lot of moisture, making it hard to breathe.
Fortunately, the Queen and Concubine Xiao were about to give birth, the six palaces stopped paying respects, and there was enough ice in Changle Palace, which alleviated Song Zhao's discomfort during pregnancy.
It has been about ten days since Concubine Hui moved to Changle Palace.
Song Zhao originally speculated that Huipin moved in with her perhaps in order to take advantage of the opportunity to gain more favor?
After all, Xiao Jingheng came to visit Song Zhao many times, and she was pregnant and couldn't serve him in the emperor's bed. Isn't it just a good opportunity for Huipin to live with her?
But the reality was quite different from what Song Zhao had imagined.
Whenever Xiao Jingheng came to visit Song Zhao, Huipin not only did not rush to him, but instead always greeted him and then went back to her side hall and refused to come out, as if she was intentionally avoiding Xiao Jingheng.
Sometimes Xiao Jingheng accompanied Song Zhao late, or it was rainy and inconvenient to walk, Song Zhao would persuade Xiao Jingheng,
"Your Majesty, why don't you stay in Changle Palace tonight? It will save you a lot of trouble."
Xiao Jingheng waved his hand and refused.
"You are pregnant, and I came here to visit you. If I stay at someone else's place, wouldn't that make you sad?"
On the surface, Song Zhao snuggled in Xiao Jingheng's arms and looked very moved.
But deep down, she really couldn't agree with what Jamel Xiao said.
Even if Xiao Jingheng didn't stay at Huipin's place, he would have invited other people to Chaoyang Palace, and those who were supposed to be sad would be sad no matter what.
So he repeatedly rejected Huipin and never turned over her card again. There is only one explanation:
That is, Xiao Jingheng does not seem to be that satisfied with Concubine Hui.
At noon that day, Song Zhao and Huipin had lunch together.
Many of the dishes on the table today are famous dishes from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the flavors of Huibin's hometown.
As a result, her appetite increased greatly, and she had already ordered a second bowl of white rice.
Song Zhao smiled and advised her, "Sister, please eat less. The Dongpo pork is very greasy. You are about to eat the whole plate. Aren't you afraid of being bloated?"
Huipin stuffed her mouth with rice, smiled naively and said:
"No, no, no! The food in Sister Song's palace is much better than what I had before~"
"You can have delicious food every day in the future, so don't rush for this one." Song Zhao helped Huipin add a cup of milk and placed it next to her. He then joked, seemingly unintentionally, "You didn't want to miss a single meal, but when the emperor came yesterday when he was in a hurry for dinner, you just said hello and went back to your room without even eating? It's as if you were deliberately trying to avoid the emperor."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Huipin's face froze immediately.
She put down her chopsticks, swallowed her mouthful of food with difficulty, took a sip of milk to calm it down, and then said a little awkwardly:
"No, no. I was playing sand balls with Rui'er and Zhihua in the afternoon, and I was tired at that time, so I went back to the house to rest. Besides, the emperor came to see Sister Song anyway, so I couldn't..."
"hiss......"
Huipin was talking when she suddenly saw Song Zhao frowning, holding his belly and moaning.
She hurriedly stood up and moved closer to Song Zhao, and said nervously:
"What happened to Sister Song?"
Song Zhao's hands gently made circles on his lower abdomen, his brows relaxed and he smiled.
"It's okay. The kid just kicked me."
Huipin also breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Hehe~ So it's my sister's child who is naughty~ Sister Song, can I touch him?"
Huipin was about to start, and Xiao Fuzi immediately stepped forward to stop her.
But Song Zhao grabbed Huipin's wrist, dragged it to her lower abdomen and gently dropped it, still smiling, and let her caress it gently.
As soon as Huipin's hand fell, perhaps the child kicked again, she was so scared that she immediately retracted her hand.
"Ah! He kicked me~"
Song Zhao smiled, "I see that you also like children. Remember before your birthday, when I saw you flying a kite in the imperial garden, didn't you say that your biggest wish was to see your family soon? You also said that if you had a royal heir, your family would be able to enter the palace, and you wanted it very much. But you always avoid the emperor and don't sleep with him, so where will the royal heir come from?"
"I don't want it..." Huipin, who was originally laughing, immediately pursed her lips and said aggrievedly:
"It hurts to sleep with my wife, and it causes bleeding... I am most afraid of pain! The other day, the Concubine Chen told me that giving birth would be even more painful, and I became even more afraid..."
Song Zhao's eyes widened unconsciously, and he asked in surprise: "You didn't even know that childbirth would relieve pain?"
Huipin shook her head in confusion. "I asked my mother about this at home before, and she said that giving birth to me was just like laying an egg. I thought, laying an egg is easy, so how could it be painful?"
“Hahahaha~”
Song Zhao and Xiao Fuzi were both amused by her words.
At that time, Song Zhaoxiao looked at Huipin who looked bewildered, and felt that he could not see through her at all.
Later, when Huipin went back to the side hall to take a nap, Zhihua came over to reply,
She said that besides being greedy for snacks every day, Huipin also liked to drag the palace maids to play games with her, which was not wrong.
Xiao Fuzi said, "Go and keep an eye on it. What can you see in ten days?"
Song Zhao, however, held his chin up, squinted his eyes and looked out the window at the direction of the side hall, and said with a little confusion:
"If she's pretending to be like this, then I really don't understand what she's trying to achieve."
[I'm going crazy today, so I'll update four more chapters. 】
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