Big Fatty Ju understood the Empress Dowager's meaning, but after thinking it over carefully, he realized that none of the high-ranking concubines in the palace were qualified to raise a prince.
Moreover, Sun Miaoqing is different from others; having the prince raised by her makes it easier for him to achieve his goals.
The chubby orange cat didn't say whether it agreed or disagreed, but simply followed the Empress Dowager's words and said, "Then, Mother Empress, who do you think should be entrusted with raising a prince?"
The Empress Dowager said, "Consort Duan is sickly, Consort Qi already has a prince, and Consort Li is Consort Hua's person and is shallow-minded. None of them are suitable."
The chubby orange said, "Then it can only be Consort Jing."
The Empress Dowager added, "Consort Jing is quite composed, but she has never been a mother and cannot control Consort Hua."
Seeing that the emperor did not speak, the empress dowager directly stated her intention.
"What does the Emperor think about the Empress raising them?"
The big fat orange was both unexpected and not unexpected. It was only natural that the Empress Dowager wanted the Empress to raise the prince.
But the Empress might not be willing to accept the Empress Dowager's favor; otherwise, she would have adopted the child long ago. Why wait until now?
All these years, she had been deeply troubled by Honghui's death. She feared that raising another prince would usurp her son's status as the legitimate heir. And now, after falling ill, she was willing to relent?
The chubby orange asked, "The Empress is still ill. Has the Imperial Mother mentioned this matter to the Empress?"
The Empress Dowager, of course, did not. In the end, this matter is still just wishful thinking on her part.
However, the late emperor has passed away, and she is no longer Consort De. Regardless of whether she loved this emperor son the most, she is still the Empress Dowager.
The position of Empress Dowager did indeed give her a sense of security that she had never experienced in the previous decades.
The Empress Dowager said, "The Empress is just having an old ailment; it's nothing serious."
"In the end, the reason why the Empress fell ill was probably because she missed her child too much."
“Logically, princes and princesses are all the Empress’s children. If we give her one of her children to take care of, perhaps the Empress’s illness will be cured.”
"I will speak to the Empress about this myself, and she will certainly agree."
What the Empress Dowager didn't say was that if the child was in their hands, Nian Gengyao's faction would have a valuable asset. It would also make dealing with the child later much easier.
Big Fatty Orange understood this, but what he knew even better was that Chu Sun Miaoqing was not on the same side as Consort Hua.
The Sun family had long been planning to slip away from the turmoil and seek peace. However, the chubby orange cat had no intention of discussing these matters with the Empress Dowager.
His mother, the Empress Dowager, had too many things on her mind, so much so that her son didn't occupy much of a place in her heart.
Big Fat Orange said, "Let's not rush this. We don't know the gender yet, and it's not necessarily a prince."
"I must properly comfort Consort Cheng."
The Empress Dowager assumed that the chubby orange had agreed and said with a smile, "Consort Cheng's status is still a bit too low. If she really cares about the child, she should be happy."
"Didn't His Majesty say that Consort Cheng was throwing a tantrum because she didn't get a promotion?"
"In that case, it wouldn't hurt for the emperor to give her the rank of concubine."
The chubby orange cat gripped the prayer beads tightly. The Empress Dowager realized that she had misspoke and said the wrong thing.
The chubby orange's dark face didn't reveal anything, and the Empress Dowager couldn't explain what had just happened.
She feared that the emperor might not have noticed initially, but her explanation might arouse his suspicion.
"I am busy with state affairs and have memorials to review, so I will take my leave now. Your Majesty, please rest well."
After the chubby orange-haired man finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Xi, who was serving beside the Empress Dowager, and gave her a few words of advice.
"Take good care of the Empress Dowager, and don't let her worry about trivial matters."
After saying that, he ignored the Empress Dowager's hand and turned to leave.
Those things from his childhood have always been a hurdle he can't get over.
He always believed that the Empress Dowager had no choice but to send him to his mother to be raised.
Because this has always been the rule in the palace, concubines of lower rank are not entitled to raise their own children.
After he was raised by his mother, the Empress Dowager was promoted to the rank of Consort De, which gave her the right to raise the child.
In retrospect, it seems that he was raised by his mother, and the Empress Dowager was not as reluctant to part with him as she claimed.
It's even possible that the Empress Dowager herself approached him, using his son to exchange for the title of Consort De.
Big Fat Orange couldn't help but chuckle softly, a laugh that wasn't loud, but it carried a faint sadness.
"Su Peisheng."
"Your servant is here."
The chubby orange-haired man said leisurely, "Noble Lady Sun is pure and virtuous, born with exquisite beauty and outstanding talent. She is to be promoted to Consort Cheng. The Imperial Household Department shall make the preparations."
Su Peisheng was shocked; this young lady had only been in the palace for four months at most!
Although she benefited from being pregnant, the speed at which she got pregnant was still quite remarkable.
Su Peisheng didn't mention anything about the inconvenience of the New Year or anything like that. After the Emperor came out of Shou Kang Palace to see the Empress Dowager, he was extremely depressed.
The sudden proposal to promote Sun Miaoqing to the rank of Consort Cheng was clearly a sign of displeasure with the Empress Dowager. Unaware of the true situation, he dared not offer any advice.
A servant can be ignorant of many things, but he cannot be ignorant of his master's intentions.
Su Peisheng said with a smile, "This servant understands. If Consort Cheng hears this news, she will be overjoyed."
"If Your Majesty can focus on her pregnancy, the Emperor will have some peace and quiet."
Big Fat Orange said, "I hope so. I hope she can truly understand my good intentions."
When mentioning the little devil Sun Miaoqing, Da Pang Ju's tone was tinged with helplessness, but he couldn't help but add a touch of doting affection and a smile.
Sun Miaoqing was like a blank sheet of paper to him. He could see through everything she was thinking.
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