Chapter 345 Concubine Yi's Safety
When Song Zhao arrived outside the Yonghe Palace, it was morning and bright.
The sunny sun cast a hazy golden light, which shone on the newly laid glazed tiles of the Yonghe Palace, reflecting a series of colorful lights, which was extremely noble.
Several magnolias transplanted in the courtyard are in full bloom, filling the yard with fragrance.
The tree is full of lavender flowers covered with crystal morning dew, looking gorgeous and tempting.
Song Zhaotan looked at it for a while and couldn't help but sighed, "The palace of Concubine Chen is so magnificent. Although the courtyard of my palace is full of colorful flowers, most of them are low shrubs and potted plants. I thought all the palaces were the same. I never thought that Concubine Chen's palace actually planted so many magnolia trees. It's unique."
Then he suddenly changed the subject and asked Li Changzai, "Does the emperor favor her very much?"
Li Changzai flattered in a low voice, "The emperor dotes on Concubine Chen very much, but in the end, your position in the emperor's heart is more important. Look, since you woke up, except for the anniversary of Empress Jiarui's death, there has been no day that the emperor did not summon you to accompany him?"
Song Zhao's lips curled up unconsciously when he heard that, and he couldn't hide his smile.
Li Changzai saw her happy expression and knew that she liked to be flattered, so she bowed and stepped forward, very attentively lifted the Xiangfei curtain in front of the main hall door, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please go first."
Song Zhaolue nodded and walked into the hall.
At that time, many old acquaintances were already sitting in the hall.
When they saw Song Zhao coming, they all stood up and, led by Concubine Hui and Concubine Yun, greeted Song Zhao together.
"I, your humble concubine, pay my respects to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine Yi. May Your Majesty be blessed with long life."
"How can my sisters be so polite? Hurry up and get up." Song Zhao smiled and seemed very intimate with them. "I have been seriously ill and I can't remember anything. I have to trouble you sisters to introduce each of you."
After everyone introduced themselves one by one, only Concubine Hui was the most familiar with Song Zhao.
At this moment, she held Song Zhao's hand tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Sister Song, you are finally well again. I heard that you had an accident, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep day and night."
Song Zhao looked at her with a smile.
After not seeing each other for several years, Concubine Hui still has the face of a child, but now that she is a mother, she no longer likes to act innocent as before, and her words and actions seem much more stable.
Song Zhao's hand was tightly grasped by her, as if he was stung by a scorpion. He felt sick and uncomfortable all over.
But he still smiled without revealing any trace on his face, brushed Hui Fei's gold-embroidered cuffs, and said softly:
"Are you Linlan?"
Concubine Hui nodded repeatedly, and was surprised again, "Sister Song still remembers me?"
Song Zhao shook his head helplessly, "I wish I could remember it. I also heard Yunshan often say that I used to be very close to you and I always treated you as my sister."
Concubine Hui said, "Yes, Sister Song treats me very well. She is mindful of my greed and always makes delicious snacks for me. I miss her very much."
Song Zhao smiled, "I don't have that kind of cooking skills now, but you can tell me what you like to eat. When I have time, I will learn to cook it again, so that we won't be estranged from each other."
While pretending to be nice to Concubine Hui, Song Zhao caught a glimpse of Rong Yue standing behind Concubine Hui, looking at her with burning eyes.
Seeing tears in Rong Yue's eyes, he seemed about to burst into tears after just a brief glance with her. He quickly turned around and dared not look at her again.
Song Zhao understood that Rong Yue had always been thinking of her in her heart all these years.
Just like she was also thinking of Rong Yue.
After they sat down, the concubines just chatted with each other, and then Ning Wanshuang came out.
She still looked down on everyone and was too lazy to even glance at the concubines in the hall.
After receiving everyone's kneeling greetings, she lazily leaned back on the chair, gently stroked her hair, and looked at Song Zhao for a long while with the gleam in her eyes before saying:
"Noble Concubine Yi is fully recovered now."
Song Zhao said respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, Concubine Chen. I am glad to see your improvement."
Ning Wanshuang nodded coldly, disgust showing in her eyes, and she was too lazy to look at Song Zhao any more.
Just as Concubine Yao arrived late, Ning Wanshuang took the opportunity to set her sights on her.
Seeing her cheeks flushed red, he asked:
"What happened to your face?"
Yao Fei subconsciously looked towards Song Zhao, but was glared at by Yun Shan, who was serving beside Song Zhao.
She timidly lowered her eyes and could only say:
"I bumped into it accidentally."
"Bumped into something?" Ning Wanshuang sneered, "Are you so hungry from dieting every day that you lost your mind? You were born ordinary to begin with, and if you bump into something that makes your nose crooked and your eyes slanted, you won't be able to expect the emperor to look at you more in the future.
In fact, if I were to say, you don't have to bother with all that. Since Imperial Concubine Yi woke up, do you think the Emperor can still remember who you are?"
Being humiliated by her, Concubine Yao lowered her eyes in regret, her hands nervously twirling the silk handkerchief, and said in a weak voice:
"It turns out that I am not worthy..."
Ning Wanshuang leaned forward slightly and said in a steady voice, "It is important for people to know themselves. Although you are unworthy, you also know what kind of person you are. You have never fought or competed, so you are content."
As he spoke, his sharp eyes turned to Song Zhao, "You must learn this from her, Concubine Yi."
Song Zhao said: "These teaching nannies and the emperor have taught me, I understand."
"You understand? Ha." Ning Wanshuang sneered and insisted:
"Do you understand what it means to be content with your lot and not to fight or compete? If you really understand, then your amnesia can be considered a blessing in disguise."
Ning Wanshuang was waving a jade fan in her hand. She was smiling, but then her eyes turned cold and she said fiercely:
"You understand, but your daughter doesn't seem to understand. She is very arrogant in front of me. She always fights for Jinyue's toys and takes other people's lives as her own. In other words, she is your biological daughter after all. She is exactly like you. Her annoying appearance is really similar to you when you competed with me for the emperor's favor."
Song Zhao stared blankly and said hesitantly, "My...daughter?"
Yunshan whispered in her ear, "Your Highness, you and the Emperor do have a daughter, the third princess, Ruoxin. But Princess Ruoxin has been frail and sickly, so she has been raised in the Imperial Concubine's palace. Now she is almost three years old..."
Song Zhao still hadn't recovered from his shock. He didn't look happy at all, but rather a little sad.
"Why didn't the Emperor tell me this?"
"Did the emperor tell you that they are all your daughters?"
Ning Wanshuang's words became more and more cunning. "Now that you're awake, take her back to your palace and raise her yourself. She has been bullying Jin Yue endlessly. If she continues to live here, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist and slap her in the face."
Then he raised his chin proudly and gave Song Zhao a provocative smile.
"Just like I slapped you in the past."
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