Su Peisheng looked at the imperial edict in his hand. In addition to the people mentioned by the emperor, Consort Xin was promoted to Noble Lady Xin, and Consort Jing was promoted to Noble Lady Jing.
Consort He, of the Borjigit clan, was also promoted to Consort He and resided in Chengqian Palace.
This is not surprising. Although the emperor only visits Consort He once every few months, intermarriage between the Manchus and Mongols is an old custom.
Even if Borjigit is no longer favored, as long as she behaves properly, out of respect for the Mongols, she will surely be made a concubine in the future.
However, Su Peisheng was surprised that Consort Jing was promoted to Imperial Concubine Jing. Although the Emperor had always used Consort Jing to control Consort Hua, Consort Jing's role was truly limited.
She hadn't received much favor over the years, but being granted the title of Consort was a sign of the Emperor's favor towards her.
Su Peisheng picked up the thread and said, "Didn't His Majesty intend to have Consort Wan move to Yongshou Palace before?"
"The Broken Jade Pavilion is a bit small. I'm afraid it won't be big enough for princes and princesses in the future."
Moreover, the two places are far apart, making it inconvenient for him and Cui Jinxi to meet.
This journey takes you through half of the inner palace, where thousands upon thousands of eyes are watching. You never know when you might be spotted.
The chubby orange said, "That's what I thought too, but Consort Wan feels that Suiyu Pavilion is quiet. She's lived here for so long and is used to it, so she's too lazy to move again."
"As for the matter of the imperial heir, it's too early to talk about it now. We can move the palace later when she becomes pregnant."
Su Peisheng had no choice but to wait. Good things come to those who wait, and besides, the Emperor was thinking of Suiyuxuan, and he had followed him every time, so it didn't make much difference.
This grand conferment of titles upon the six palaces mostly targeted favored concubines. With several new concubine ranks added to the palace, things will only get more lively from now on.
Su Peisheng said with a smile, "His Majesty treats Consort Cheng exceptionally well. She was promoted to Imperial Noble Consort after only one year in the palace. Especially since this promotion was a leapfrog one's rank, I wonder how many people are envious."
Most importantly, none of them had ever figured out what the Emperor liked about Consort Cheng.
It's normal for other concubines to be favored, but this one in Chuxiu Palace really baffled him. Why did the Emperor take a liking to her?
Others might not know, but he understood perfectly. Even though the Emperor was always angry when the two were together, the angrier he got, the more he wanted to cling to him.
To put it bluntly, isn't this just being a jerk?
Seeing such favor, even Consort Wan, who resembled Empress Chun Yuan so much, could not compare.
Su Peisheng knew that he could offend anyone in the harem, but he couldn't offend Consort Cheng.
No, from now on she will be the Imperial Concubine.
The chubby orange asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the outside world about my favoritism towards Consort Cheng?"
Su Peisheng laughed and said, "No, it's just that the Empress Dowager has always been dissatisfied with Consort Cheng."
"I feel that Consort Cheng lacks the dignified composure that a concubine should have. However, I think that as long as His Majesty is pleased, nothing else matters."
Big Fatty Orange wholeheartedly agreed, saying that even a Noble Consort, let alone an Imperial Noble Consort, was nothing special. Although he was often so angry that he jumped up and down, he had to admit that Sun Miaoqing was worthy of such titles.
He would probably never mention these words to the Empress Dowager.
The chubby orange said, "I understand the Empress Dowager's thoughts, but with so many people in the harem, they can't all be the same person."
Su Peisheng said, "What the Emperor says is true, but it's no wonder the Empress Dowager finds it strange. The Emperor treats Consort Cheng exceptionally well, even more so than Consort Wan."
The chubby orange cat chuckled, "Really? She's different."
Su Peisheng didn't understand. Who was this "she" referring to? Was it Consort Wan who was different, or Consort Cheng who was different?
He could see clearly if it was Consort Wan, but what was the difference if it was Consort Cheng?
Su Peisheng was stunned for a moment, and Da Pangju drank the whole bowl of wolfberry soup in one gulp.
He put the bowl down and said casually, "The flavor is a bit bland."
"Yes, I remember. I will go and instruct the kitchen staff immediately."
*
The imperial edict bestowing titles upon the six palaces was sent to each palace early the next morning.
The Yuanmingyuan Garden was filled with joy, but Consort Qi was the only one with a sour feeling in her heart.
The concubines who came to the palace were all promoted, and even the palace maids were promoted to the rank of "Da Ying" (a high-ranking concubine).
Two more imperial concubines were added, but she wasn't among them. After all, she was the birth mother of a prince.
Another basin of ice was placed in the room, but Consort Qi still felt it wasn't enough, so she asked Cuiguo to fan her with a fan to cool her down.
The weather has cooled down now, and we will be returning to the palace in three days.
The Yuanmingyuan Garden no longer needs ice; it's just that Consort Qi is irritable because she wasn't promoted. She needs to calm down and cool herself down.
Cui Guo advised, "Your Majesty, please don't worry. You have the Third Prince by your side, which makes you more fortunate than anyone else."
Consort Qi said aggrievedly, "In this life, all I can do is look after my son. I've served the Emperor for almost twenty years, and now that I'm old, I'm nothing."
"Actually, I don't necessarily want to become a Noble Consort. I'm just afraid that the Third Prince will be wronged because he has such an unworthy mother like me."
Cui Guo said, "No, Your Majesty, the Third Prince is the Emperor's son, how could he be wronged?"
"Your rank is already very high. Besides, before the Emperor ascended the throne, didn't the Empress Dowager also serve as Consort De for many years?"
Upon hearing this, Consort Qi immediately looked towards the door, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one was there. She quickly went over and closed the door before sitting back down with peace of mind.
She muttered under her breath, "Don't ever mention that again. I and the Third Prince probably don't have that kind of luck."
“Hongzhou, the youngest son, is the Emperor’s darling. Hongshi is so old, and the Emperor has hardly ever praised him, let alone carried him to work or personally fed him.”
“Look at Hongzhou, he can’t even speak clearly, and he just plays around in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When he gets tired and sick, the Emperor is as anxious as if he had just become a father, holding him all day long and not letting go.”
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