[I'm so glad the big orange cat is alright. I was so scared my brain almost short-circuited and my heart almost stopped.]
Thankfully it was a false alarm, otherwise I would have become a widow at such a young age. Not only would I have had to make a living under the eldest son's family, but I would also have to move to the backyard of Shou Kang Palace to sleep on a large communal bed!
[Speaking of which, I'm already pregnant, so why hasn't he thought about promoting me at all? He was so eager to promote Mei-jie and Huan-huan as soon as they got pregnant—that's unfair treatment!]
Hearing the beginning, Big Fatty Orange felt somewhat gratified, thinking that since he treated Sun Miaoqing so well, even a stone should be warmed up by now.
Who knew there was a second half? It was infuriatingly long-winded and relentlessly chattering. She was only thinking about herself, not worried about him at all!
However, human psychology is so strange. With so much investment and such high sunk costs, even emperors can show signs of being manipulated.
Big Fat Orange couldn't help but think that she must care about him to some extent, right?
Is she playing hard to get?
Otherwise, why would she act up only towards him and not in front of others?
It's clear that he still holds a special place in Sun Miaoqing's heart!
Sun Miaoqing was unaware of his wild imaginings; she had genuinely been a little scared just now.
Thankfully nothing serious happened, otherwise she would have been in big trouble.
If the emperor had an affair in her bed and it were investigated, she would most likely have to go to the cold palace to pick lice.
As for Big Fat Orange's attitude just now, after calming down, this person who never learns from a bad experience is not afraid of his anger at all.
She now has a get-out-of-jail-free card, and as long as it doesn't affect the court, she can throw a few little tantrums at Big Fat Orange, who has a very high tolerance for it.
Even when truly angry, they are not easily provoked. Their temper flares up quickly, but also dissipates just as fast.
Sun Miaoqing said coquettishly, "Your Majesty only knows how to scare your concubines. My heart is still pounding very fast."
Big Fat Orange barely slept all night. Right now, he feels tightness and congestion in his chest, dizziness, and exhaustion.
Sun Miaoqing kept talking beside him, making him increasingly uncomfortable, until he finally snapped, "Shut up!"
"Can't you just let me have some peace and quiet?!"
Sun Miaoqing said aggrievedly, "I am only concerned about Your Majesty. If Your Majesty finds it troublesome, you can go to Consort Hua or Noble Lady Shen. Why bother me?"
"I endured so much to carry your child, yet you find me troublesome simply because I'm pregnant and unable to serve you. I'm so wronged..."
Big Fatty Orange was speechless. It wasn't his own idea to come; Sun Miaoqing had someone invite him.
Last night when he was about to leave, someone grabbed his belt and started crying and making a scene, preventing him from leaving!
Regardless of their personalities, all the other concubines were incredibly perceptive and understanding in his presence.
He would treat her as if she were facing a formidable enemy if she was even slightly displeased with him, and she would go to great lengths to please even Consort Hua.
This was the first time he had ever seen Sun Miaoqing act so unreasonably!
"When did I ever say that I was annoyed because you couldn't serve me?"
Sun Miaoqing, with an expression that said she had already seen through it all, spoke with righteous indignation.
"What other reason could there be!"
[I'm so smart, beautiful, good at keeping you company, well-behaved, and passionate—who would find me annoying!]
The chubby orange cat rolled his eyes, choked on his words, and sat on the bed. He just wanted some peace and quiet; don't ask him who Jingjing was...
"You rest first, I should go to court."
"Su Peisheng."
Sun Miaoqing said, "This concubine will help you get dressed."
The chubby orange cat said weakly, "No need. Su Peisheng will take care of you. You're pregnant, so you should rest well. You don't need to get up so early anymore."
Help him get dressed?
He didn't have that kind of luck; he didn't want to hear Sun Miaoqing's voice for at least a month!
As if some urgent military matter had arrived, Big Fat Orange quickly tidied himself up and rushed to court. Sitting in the sedan chair, Big Fat Orange felt as if he had come back to life.
Even the rustling footsteps coming from outside the sedan chair sounded exceptionally pleasant. For a fleeting moment, Big Fat Orange felt as if his soul had been elevated.
"Su Peisheng."
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" Su Peisheng approached the sedan chair and whispered in the ear.
The chubby orange said, "Next time Consort Cheng sends someone over, if it's not something important, don't tell me. Let me relax for a few days first, understand?"
"This servant understands."
This was the first time Su Peisheng had ever seen a concubine as troublesome as Consort Cheng. However, as an outsider, he could see things more clearly; no matter how much trouble Consort Cheng caused, it was only the Emperor.
She always greeted everyone with a smile, whether they were concubines or servants, making people feel warm inside at first glance. Even Consort Hua, with her temperament, was kind and gentle to Noble Lady Cheng, which shows how clever she was!
At first, the Emperor would often get angry for no reason when he was with Consort Cheng.
He was also worried that Consort Cheng's feigned indifference and back-and-forth might one day anger the Emperor, and he would have to send her to the Cold Palace.
But as time went on, the Emperor's favor towards Consort Cheng grew stronger, and Consort Cheng was blessed with good fortune; in just a few months, she became pregnant.
Judging from the Emperor's attitude towards her, she's still very fortunate.
On the contrary, the one from Suiyu Pavilion, with such a beautiful face, was unexpectedly so unlucky. She fell ill as soon as she entered the palace, and her condition kept recurring without fully recovering.
Even if she recovers and gains the emperor's favor, with such a weak body, how many days of happiness can she enjoy?
He didn't know if it was right or wrong to arrange for Jinxi to go there in the first place. Now it's easy to transfer her to another place, but it's difficult to gain the master's trust.
Moreover, judging from her demeanor, she seems to have a lot of respect for Consort Wan of Suiyu Pavilion and doesn't seem to have any other intentions for the time being.
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