Chapter 93 Revenge on the Mother's Family
early morning,
The first ray of morning light shines through the gap in the diamond-shaped window and reflects on Song Zhao's jade-like skin.
She opened her eyes lazily, only to find Jamel Xiao leaning his head to the side, gazing at her with a smile, his eyes full of expression.
Song Zhao panicked for a moment and quickly pulled the quilt over his head.
"Your Majesty...I woke up this morning with disheveled hair and dirty face, please don't stare at me like that..."
"Ugly? If you were ugly, there would be no more beauties in this world."
Xiao Jingheng pulled down the quilt and looked at the blushing beauty with her head down, her eyes dodging like a panicked deer, and he felt more and more itchy in his heart.
Such a beauty, with skin as white as snow, beautiful eyebrows, and lips as rosy as cherries without any makeup, is something you can never get enough of.
Xiao Jingheng couldn't help but move closer to Song Zhao and kissed her on the cheek. His magnetic, deep voice mixed with desire sounded,
"My Zhao'er is always stunningly beautiful."
His hands were already becoming restless, but Song Zhaocai would not fulfill his wish.
She nimbly got out of Xiao Jingheng's arms and jumped off the couch.
Her loosely tied hair fell like a waterfall as she moved with a slightly larger amplitude.
She let her hair fall and smiled provocatively at Xiao Jingheng.
"Even if your Majesty is not hungry, I am. I will go prepare breakfast for your Majesty."
After saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring the shameless words Xiao Jingheng said in bed.
Xiao Jingheng always felt that Song Zhao was different from all the women he had met before.
Needless to say, she was beautiful. The fact that she could be impeccable even when she woke up in the morning without makeup was enough to make all the concubines in the harem far behind.
But what is the reality?
No matter how beautiful Song Zhao is, she is just an ordinary person.
Compared with other concubines, she had no special talents, but was more diligent and thoughtful.
After serving the emperor, others would sleep soundly in Jamel Xiao's arms.
But after she went to bed with the emperor, she almost always stayed up all night.
Every time when Xiao Jingheng fell asleep, she would quietly put on makeup again, without putting on any rouge, powder or lipstick, but just a touch of light makeup so that no one could see any traces.
Song Zhao never misses any opportunity to capture Xiao Jingheng's heart.
After all, when she becomes the queen or even the queen mother in the future, she can sleep as long as she wants.
It never makes a difference.
I got up early in the morning and was busy preparing a large table of delicious food according to Xiao Jingheng's preferences.
After breakfast, Xiao Jingheng went to Bitong Academy to handle state affairs. He asked Song Zhao what plans he had for the day.
Song Zhao smiled and said, "Today the Queen Mother said she wanted to teach me how to cook a dish from her hometown, which my aunt also liked in the past."
Xiao Jingheng scratched her nose and said with a smile, "Then follow me and learn well. When you have learned it, let me have a taste of the new things."
"I am clumsy, but Your Majesty keeps his word. Please don't look down on me when the time comes~"
The serene smile on Song Zhao's face fascinated Xiao Jingheng.
She smiles without showing her teeth, her eyes are affectionate, she is pretty and bright, very charming.
He thought Song Zhao was good in every way, but he didn't know that even a simple smile like this, how to curve the corners of the lips and how to make the eyes charming but not seductive, Song Zhao had to practice in front of the mirror countless times before he could present such a breathtakingly perfect effect.
After watching Xiao Jingheng leave, the smile on Song Zhao's face immediately disappeared, becoming as cold as ice.
She stared at the door, watching Xiying timidly enter, and said to her respectfully:
"My dear, I followed your instructions and showed the letter to Concubine Chen, and told her that you deliberately kept the emperor here yesterday."
As she spoke, she took out a few taels of silver from her bosom and said, "This is a reward from the Concubine Chen to me. Please accept it, my lady."
Song Zhao looked at her coldly, "Just take it if she gives it to you. Who would dislike silver?"
Then he winked at Yunshan.
Yunshan understood and took out twice as much silver as the reward from the Concubine Chen and placed it on the table in front of Xiying.
Song Zhao added: "I've said before that you've done a lot of good for me. These are what you deserve."
Xiying thanked him repeatedly and was very happy. She went downstairs with the silver in her hands.
That so-called family letter was actually written by Song Zhao specifically for Concubine Chen to read.
She knew that Song Shicheng depended on Chen Fei's maternal family, so she had to think of a way to make Chen Fei take some action against Song Shicheng.
Otherwise, she has been in the palace for so long and has not properly "repaid" her father and mother, which is somewhat unfilial.
But it is still unknown whether the Concubine Chen will take any action after reading the letter.
Song Zhao always makes sure that everything goes perfectly well when he does things.
After a while, Xiao Fuzi came in.
He bowed to Song Zhao and said, "My lord, I have found out everything. The incense you saw in the Queen Mother's Palace is called Golden Buddha Incense. It is extremely precious and one stick of incense costs nearly a hundred taels."
Song Zhao has been accompanying the Queen Mother every day these days.
There was a box of incense placed in front of the Buddha statue where the Queen Mother was worshiping Buddha. The incense was golden all over, as if it was made of gold. It was very rare to look at.
Song Zhao really wanted to know what that thing was, so when she went to pay her respects to the Queen Mother yesterday, she brought Xiao Fuzi with her.
Xiao Fuzi is smart and knows many servants from different places, so he is the best person to get information from.
Now that Song Zhao knew what kind of incense the Queen Mother used, he had a clear idea in his mind.
When she went to pay her respects to the Queen Mother today, she deliberately arrived half an hour late.
When she arrived, she happened to catch the Queen Mother offering incense and worshipping Buddha. She waited for a while until the Queen Mother finished worshipping Buddha, then she smiled and said:
"I am late today."
She placed the food box on the table and opened it. Inside was a fried cloud cake.
"I thought the Queen Mother would teach me how to cook hometown dishes, so I prepared some fried cloud cakes that my aunt often made for me when I was young. I wonder if they suit the Queen Mother's taste?"
"This fried cloud cake is also a snack that your mother and I loved to eat when we were young, but it is too oily and salty. I haven't eaten it for a long time."
The Queen Mother said so, but her actions showed no disdain. She took one and put it in her mouth, praising Song Zhao's craftsmanship.
Song Zhao said: "Your Majesty, you are too kind. My cooking skills are just average. I am grateful that Your Majesty does not despise me."
As she spoke, she took a few deep sniffs and suddenly said curiously, "This fragrance in the Queen Mother's Palace smells very familiar to me."
"To worship Buddha, one must be sincere, so one must naturally offer the best incense to the Buddha."
The Queen Mother asked Qingzhu, her personal nanny, to fetch the incense in front of the shrine and show it to Song Zhao.
When Song Zhao saw the fragrance, he blurted out:
"Is this Jinfogan? No wonder the smell is so familiar to me."
The Queen Mother knew how rare Jin Fogan was.
Seeing that Song Zhao seemed very familiar with this fragrance, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "You also recognize this fragrance?"
Song Zhao nodded lightly, as if he was used to seeing this thing, and said casually:
"When I was at home, my mother burned this incense every day. Like the Queen Mother, my mother is a devout believer in Buddhism. I believe that I can get along well with the Queen Mother."
When the Queen Mother heard this, her expression immediately changed, and she became even more suspicious:
The golden Buddha is precious, and even she treasures it and uses it with caution.
How come Jiang, the legitimate wife of the Duke of Huguo, is so rich that he can use it every day?
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