Besides Xia Dongchun, there were many other concubines of low rank who remained unknown in the harem.
I spent most of the day painstakingly copying, only to find that it was all for nothing.
He could only remain silent for a moment, have his things put away, and then happily went to rest.
Even so, it's better than actually copying it ten times.
This made many of the concubines feel that the emperor still cared about them. That's why he went against the Empress Dowager's wishes and made things easier for them.
With the concubines in the palace recuperating from their injuries, the harem enjoyed a rare period of peace and quiet. This brought some relief to Fatty Orange, who thought the Empress Dowager's method was quite effective.
If disputes arise again in the harem, the constant bickering and noise in his ear will be extremely annoying.
He then gave them something to do, making these concubines go pray for blessings and copy scriptures, to see how much trouble they could cause!
Thinking of this, Big Fat Orange couldn't help but feel smug, a smile appearing on his lips. Even the emerald and white soup in the bowl seemed more appealing.
The imperial physician said he should eat a light diet and avoid meat and fish for the next two months, except for cooking oil.
Every day it's just vegetables and tofu, and I have no taste at all.
However, I do feel much better now, unlike the days before when I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
His head still occasionally aches slightly; it's not serious, but it's always a potential problem.
These quack doctors in the Imperial Medical Academy dare to call themselves national experts, but they are utterly useless when needed!
He couldn't think about it; just thinking about it gave him a headache again.
Big Orange pressed his hand to his forehead and rubbed it vigorously a couple of times. The headache came on quickly and went away just as fast. He had been feeling quite uncomfortable just a moment ago, but now it was as if he had never had it.
Su Peisheng said, "Your Majesty, is your head throbbing again? This servant will go and fetch the imperial physician."
Big Fat Orange said, "Forget it, it's useless to send it over. It will only open up some peace and quiet, which is not very useful."
"I might as well rub it myself; it'll heal faster that way."
Su Peisheng consciously stood behind the chubby orange cat, stretched out his hands, and pressed and circled several acupoints on the cat's head with his fingers.
"Then this servant will massage it for you. You've really suffered these past few days."
The chubby orange said, "The food is a bit bitter, but without those sluts chattering in my ears, I find these days quite relaxing."
Su Peisheng smiled and said, "This servant doesn't understand these things, but as long as His Majesty is happy, that's all that matters."
"The reason why the empresses act this way is because they care about the emperor. Especially Consort Wan and Consort Hua, although they are recuperating, they look forward to the emperor's visit every day."
"Just now, Songzhi came over and said that Consort Hua is not feeling well and would like to invite the Emperor to visit her."
Big Fat Orange recalled that a couple of days ago, Consort Hua was lying delicately on the soft couch.
The usually fiery and radiant beauty was unusually vulnerable, which made him feel a surge of tenderness and affection.
However, thinking about the memorials that have accumulated over the past few days, if I go to Consort Hua's place today, will I have to go to Suiyu Pavilion tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I can't miss Chuxiu Palace, and then I have to go to the Empress's palace...
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are!
With all this piling up, when will he ever be able to finish dealing with it?
He was a diligent ruler, but of course, governing the country was still of utmost importance.
Big Fat Orange said, "Tell Consort Hua that I am busy with state affairs, and I will visit her when I have time, so that she can rest and recuperate in peace."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
*
Yikun Palace
The bruises on Consort Hua's knees had almost completely healed and no longer affected her ability to move around in her palace.
Songzhi said, "This servant went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to invite him. The Emperor said that he is busy with state affairs and will come when he has time. He told Your Highness to rest well."
"They even had someone secretly investigate. The medical records and prescriptions from the Imperial Hospital stated that His Majesty was too weak to tolerate tonics and had taken too many strong tonics."
"You can't eat greasy or meaty foods during this period. Even if you recover, your diet should be mainly light from now on."
"And one must abstain from sexual activity for three months, otherwise it will affect fertility."
At this point, Songzhi couldn't help but laugh. The emperor had long been turned into a eunuch by their concubine with a bowl of longan, donkey-hide gelatin, and red date soup.
Even if he could still have sex, he wouldn't be able to have children again. So what difference does it make whether he's averse to women or not?
Consort Hua considered this the proudest moment of her life, but unfortunately, since it was a secret, she couldn't reveal it to the public and could only enjoy it in private.
"This is his retribution. The Third Prince is stupid and foolish, and the Fourth Prince's mother is of lowly birth. Only the Fifth Prince, although not in good health, is clever, quick-witted, and likable."
“People from the Han Banner were always looked down upon. The Sun family had nothing but silver and no one of noteworthy talent.”
"When the Fifth Prince inherits the throne, he will still need to rely on our Nian family, both out of affection and out of interest."
Zhou Ninghai felt that while this was good, it wasn't good enough. The Empress had never been one to be subservient to others; was she really taking such a great risk just to please someone else?
Just because he had a good relationship with Consort Cheng?
Who would believe that!
No matter how good the relationship, can it compare to the honor or disgrace of the family...?
Besides, what sisterhood could there be among concubines? Wasn't the lesson of Consort Duan back then enough?
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