Chapter 347 Returning the Pearl to the King 2
While Song Zhao and Ning Wanshuang were talking back and forth, Ruoxin couldn't quite understand what the adults were talking about.
She just had a vague feeling that Ning Wanshuang seemed to be sending her out.
So I felt a little depressed.
She blinked her bright eyes, pouted her lips, and asked Ning Wanshuang aggrievedly, "Does mother not want me anymore?"
"Silly child, how could mother not want you?" Ning Wanshuang gently pinched Ruoxin's cheek, "Your mother's Changle Palace is close to mother's Yonghe Palace, you can come to mother's place anytime to play with brother Chenghuan and sister Jinyue. Didn't you often tell mother that you think mother is beautiful and you like her very much?"
However, children certainly don't appreciate such talk.
Ruoxin pursed her lips and said nothing, her head drooping listlessly.
At this time, Yunshan took out a finely crafted rag doll from somewhere.
She held the doll in front of Ruoxin's eyes and shook it, "Does the princess like it?"
Ruoxin's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly, "Yeah! I like it!"
She took the doll in her hands and played with it, unable to let it go.
Yunshan said, "Your mother has many beautiful dolls like this in her palace. If we go back to the palace with your mother, we can play with different dolls every day. Okay?"
Children are really easy to coax.
After hearing this, the thoughts in Ruoxin's little head were visibly shaken.
Moreover, Ning Wanshuang had already made plans to return Ruoxin to Song Zhao one day, so since Ruoxin was a child, when she went to bed at night, no matter how much she cried, Ning Wanshuang would let her sleep alone and never sleep on the same bed with her.
So even though the child likes her, he is not that clingy by nature.
At this moment, Ruoxin held the doll tightly in her hand, turned to look at Ning Wanshuang, and asked in a low voice:
"Can I still come to see my mother in the future?"
Ning Wanshuang laughed at her for being silly, while Song Zhao said gently:
"Of course I can. If Xin wants to come, mother can bring you to see mother anytime."
Ning Wanshuang also said: "Aren't you afraid of the dark at night and always afraid to sleep alone? After you go back with your mother, your mother will accompany you to sleep every night and tell you many interesting stories~"
Hearing this, Ruoxin no longer hesitated and nodded vigorously:
"Well! Then I am willing to go back with my mother."
Song Zhao looked at Ning Wanshuang with a smile. It would have been hypocritical for him to thank Xuanzhi profusely, but at this moment, just a glance was enough to express everything.
Later, Yunshan took Ruoxin to play aside, while Song Zhao chatted with Ning Wanshuang.
When talking about Rong Yue, Ning Wanshuang sighed.
"To be honest, Shunpin really has a deep bond with you. She made the greatest sacrifice for you to be able to leave the cold palace. She was so cruel that she cut off her own future and even her hope of having children was completely cut off."
Song Zhao knew that Rong Yue treated her sincerely, and she also understood that Rong Yue's action was to fulfill her and herself.
She said with great gratitude: "The people in this palace are cold and heartless, and I had no hope. Fortunately, Sister Wan and Sister Rong treated me sincerely, so I can have this rebirth today. I, Song Zhao, will treasure this timely help and will never forget it."
"Just put yourself in their shoes." Ning Wanshuang said casually, "How you treat others is how they will treat you."
He smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head bitterly, "It's a pity that the emperor can't understand such a simple truth."
She said this with such sadness that Song Zhao was thinking about how to comfort her.
Suddenly, Ruoxin pointed outside the window and shouted, "Brother Chenghuan is back!"
They both looked out the window, only to see Cheng Huan with his head hung down, entering the palace and heading straight to his own room.
Ning Wanshuang felt strange, "What happened to this child today? Usually, he would come to greet me happily after returning from the Shangshufang, but why did he go back to his room with his head down today?"
Realizing that something was wrong with the child, Song Zhao went to Cheng Huan's room with her to find out what was going on.
Cheng Huan was very sensible. When he saw them coming, he first greeted Ning Wan Shuang, and then bowed respectfully to Song Zhao.
"Hello, Queen Yi."
Song Zhao smiled, "Cheng Huan is very sensible. But from what Empress Yi saw, you don't seem very happy today?"
Cheng Huan hurriedly shook his head, but his eyes and eyebrows were full of worries.
Ning Wanshuang watched him grow up and had never seen him like this. In a panic, she kept asking him what had happened.
Cheng Huan still didn't answer, but hid his arms behind his back in a somewhat abrupt manner.
Ning Wanshuang sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed his arm in front of her, rolled up her sleeves, and saw a deep bruise on her forearm.
She was heartbroken, and while gently blowing on Cheng Huan's wound, she asked, "What happened?"
Cheng Huan said, "No, it's nothing. My son bumped into it by accident."
"How could you knock it? You..."
"Sister." Song Zhao pulled Ning Wanshuang, shook his head at her, and signaled her not to ask any more questions.
Later, the two of them calmed Cheng Huan down, and while he was having his meal, Song Zhao called the nanny who served Cheng Huan over.
"What happened to Cheng Huan today?"
The nanny also said helplessly: "It's all my fault that I didn't protect the young master. Today is the third prince's first day to go to the Shangshufang to study. Who would have thought that when he saw the young master, he said that the young master was a monster and hit the young master with a stone..."
"How can this be!" Ning Wanshuang slammed the table in anger, she couldn't listen any longer, "Cheng Huan is the emperor's eldest son, and also my child, how can I allow her son, a concubine, to bully me like this?"
She stood up angrily and was about to go find Concubine Hui to argue.
But Song Zhao stopped her, "Sister, don't go."
He told the maid to leave first, and then whispered to Ning Wanshuang:
"Sister, go find Concubine Hui. She will definitely apologize to you. But what then? Sister can't hit her Cheng Jing. The child is immature and may bully Cheng Huan again in the future. It's useless for Sister to find him."
"What should I do? Can I let her son bully my son?"
Song Zhao smiled and shook his head, and said meaningfully:
"Of course not. What I mean is that we have to find a way to prevent Cheng Jing from bullying Cheng Huan again in his lifetime."
That day, after Song Zhao brought Ruoxin back to Changle Palace, he saw that there were already many butterflies gathering in the courtyard.
The dancing butterflies are colorful, a rare beautiful color in summer.
Ruoxin was very happy to see this, and she and Yunshan went to catch butterflies together.
Song Zhao glanced around the palace and didn't seem to see the two palace maids, Chunhua and Qiuyue, so he asked Xiao Fuzi,
"Where are Chunhua and Qiuyue?"
Xiao Fuzi replied in a low voice, "Where else can they go? If they are not in Changle Palace, they must have gone to Chaoyang Palace to report the Queen's recent situation to the Emperor. I am really puzzled. You are like this, why does the Emperor still doubt you?"
"He's not doubting me." Song Zhao sneered, "He's just feeling guilty."
Xiao Fuzi said, "But there are always these two spies under your nose. Your Majesty has to be cautious in everything she says and does. It's really tiring. How about... I think of a way to deal with them?"
As he was speaking, a light blue butterfly landed on Song Zhao's clothes.
She stroked the butterfly's wings and sneered:
"Why would you need to take care of a dying person?"
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