Chapter 310: Nirvana 1
Although Song Zhao had fainted and could not open his eyes, he was conscious.
She could hear everything going on around her.
She heard Xiao Jingheng anxiously instructing the imperial physician, "You must do your best to protect Concubine Yi and her son! If you really encounter a dilemma, you must first protect Concubine Yi!"
She heard Yunshan standing by her side, crying and telling her to hold on;
I could hear the imperial physicians and midwives whispering and sighing.
It was unknown how much time had passed, but after Song Zhao heard the loud cry of the baby and the joyful congratulations of the crowd,
She didn't know what happened afterwards.
She fell into endless darkness, as if she had had a long dream.
In the dream, ever since she entered the palace and first saw Xiao Jingheng sleeping with her in the rain,
When Chengyu disappeared, she was confident of victory but suddenly fell into despair.
All the past events came together into dazzling pictures with white light, flowing through her mind one by one.
She has only been in the palace for two years.
But it's been so long...
When Song Zhao opened his eyes again, the noise around him had already dissipated.
The bedroom was empty except for Yunshan, who was leaning against the side beam of her bed, asleep.
She looked at Yunshan, whose hair was disheveled and eyelids were swollen, and knew that he must have been staying by her side without leaving.
Song Zhao stood up very gently, but he still woke the girl up.
"The Queen is awake!"
Yunshan helped Song Zhao sit up with mixed feelings, "My queen must be worried about me. You have been in a coma for three days and two nights since you gave birth..."
Song Zhao subconsciously reached for her flat belly and asked, "Where's my baby?"
"The queen gave birth safely to a little princess, and here she is!"
Yunshan shouted outside the door and hurriedly called the wet nurse to bring the little princess in for Song Zhao to see.
The skin on the little princess' face was a little wrinkled, and her fair skin was rosy. Her big eyes, which looked very much like Song Zhao's, were wide open. She was curiously exploring the world, and also looking at Song Zhao curiously.
Song Zhao took her from the wet nurse's arms and held her tightly.
The little princess was so soft and warm that Song Zhao couldn't help but think of the first time she held Cheng Yu.
She was so careful at that time, fearing that she might hurt the child.
But in the end, she still failed to protect her child.
Her eyes turned red, and she asked again: "Where is Chengyu? Is there any trace of him?"
Yunshan was about to speak when tears started to flow, and Song Zhao knew what was going on.
She returned the child to the nurse and asked her to take care of him. Then she said to Yunshan:
"Is everything okay, Xiao Fuzi?"
Yunshan wiped her tears and nodded, "Everything is fine. I just need to be taken care of, and it will take a few days before I can come down to serve the queen."
Song Zhao nodded calmly, "Don't worry, just take good care of him."
Yunshan was worried that Song Zhao had been in a coma for several days without eating, so she asked the palace servants to bring up the chicken porridge prepared early in the morning, thinking that it would be good for Song Zhao to eat a little more to replenish his energy.
But when Song Zhao smelled the smell, he only felt it was fishy and had no appetite at all.
Yunshan said anxiously, "Madam, please eat a few bites, or change to white porridge. Your body is weak after giving birth. How can you not eat or drink like this?"
She held the bowl and stirred the bottom with a spoon. Just as she was about to scoop a spoonful and bring it to Song Zhao's lips, she saw the little Yinzi from the imperial court coming uninvited.
He bowed to Song Zhao and said, "Your servant pays respects to the Concubine Yi. The Emperor asks all the concubines in the six palaces to go to Chaoyang Palace immediately."
"Go immediately?" Yunshan was rarely angry. "My queen just woke up, and it's not suitable to move after giving birth. Doesn't the emperor know this?"
"This..." Xiao Yinzi was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He could only stand there like a piece of wood.
Song Zhao was silent for a moment.
He suddenly opened the quilt, and with Yunshan's help, he managed to stand up on the bed, with a look of determination on his face.
"I'm going to see him, too."
They took a sedan chair to Chaoyang Palace. When Song Zhao entered, he saw that all the concubines in the six palaces had already arrived.
When others saw her, they would at most just glance at her.
Only Rong Yue and Wan Shuang had a hint of anxiety in their eyes, but because of the current situation, it was not convenient for them to ask her if she was okay.
Xiao Jingheng sat upright in the first seat, his face covered with a layer of impending rain, looking grim.
The air pressure in the hall was extremely low. Song Zhao bowed to Xiao Jingheng.
But Xiao Jingheng did not show sympathy as usual, nor did he excuse Song Zhaocai from the ceremony because she was weak after giving birth.
Instead, he let her finish her greetings before saying:
"Please sit down. Concubine Yi is feeling cold after giving birth. Bring the charcoal basin closer to her and warm up the hot water bottle."
Although Song Zhao's chair was padded with three layers of goose feathers, she still felt very uncomfortable.
Before I could recover from my shock, I heard Huipin's laughter like a silver bell again.
"Sister Song, you're finally awake! You've been in a coma for so many days, and we were all so worried~"
Song Zhao turned his eyes and glanced at her.
Her smile was pure, her eyes were clear, without a trace of desire.
But Song Zhao knew in her heart that even if Cheng Yu's disappearance was Xiao Jingheng's plot, she, Concubine Hui, was definitely not an innocent person in it.
She withdrew her gaze and, rarely, paid any attention to Huipin, leaving her alone.
Huipin was not embarrassed either. She still smiled and took a white jade cake and went in. She asked Xiao Jingheng again,
"Sister Song just gave birth. Why did His Majesty summon Sister Song to Chaoyang Palace in such a cold weather?"
Xiao Jingheng then said, "There is something that I find strange, and I want you to come and listen to it together."
After he finished speaking, Xiao Yinzi clapped his hands three times, and immediately guards came in, escorting a woman in tattered clothes and covered in blood.
Song Zhao took a look at her. Although she was in a shabby state, he could still tell that she was a beauty.
Unexpectedly,
As soon as the woman entered the hall, she broke free from the guards like crazy, pounced on Song Zhao's feet, pulled her skirt, and howled in horror:
"Empress Yi, save me!"
"How dare you!" Xiao Yinzi waved the whip in his hand and pushed the woman's hands that were pulling at Song Zhao's skirt away. The guards immediately rushed up and detained her again.
Even so, the woman still shouted at Song Zhao:
"My Queen, save me!"
Song Zhao frowned and looked at her, "Who are you?"
"ah!"
Before Song Zhao could finish his question, he heard Concubine Yao suddenly yelling,
"Isn't this Qu Yanran who tried to assassinate the emperor in Lin'an that day? She..."
Concubine Yao slowly looked at Song Zhao and asked with a puzzled look:
"That day on the ship, this assassin only met me. How come she recognized you?"
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