Chuxiu Palace was spacious, and the Hibiscus Pavilion where Sun Miaoqing lived was also quite roomy. She had previously set up her own stove and would occasionally make sweet soups for afternoon tea.
After the news of her pregnancy broke, Da Pang Ju immediately ordered the small kitchen in Chuxiu Palace to be prepared so that she could have whatever she wanted to eat made immediately, otherwise, in this weather, the food delivered by the imperial kitchen would be almost cold.
Sun Miaoqing said, "Have the small kitchen stew a pot of chicken soup, add some deer antler gelatin, and some ginseng and goji berries. The Emperor likes it."
Liuli was ignorant of pharmacology, and since she wasn't serving Sun Miaoqing, An Lingrong, or Shen Meizhuang when they discussed these matters, she was unaware of the intricacies involved.
All they knew was that whatever Sun Miaoqing said was true, since these were all good things for nourishing the body.
"Yes, I will go and tell them to prepare properly."
When Da Ju came over, she saw Sun Miaoqing nestled on the kang (a heated brick bed) with a rosy complexion.
Rose stood beside her, massaging her shoulders. Sun Miaoqing had a blanket draped over her legs and was busy playing cat's cradle with Linglan. The mistress and servants chatted and laughed, not even noticing him come in.
They really don't bother to hide it at all!
Su Peisheng quickly cleared his throat and spoke up to remind him.
The group then realized that the chubby orange cat had entered sometime earlier, probably some time ago.
[Why didn't they come earlier or later? I've waited so long and they haven't shown up, and now they're coming when I'm having so much fun? Isn't that just making things difficult for me?!]
I told him I wasn't feeling well, what excuse can I come up with to brush him off?
[Forget it, giving him a perfunctory answer is too much trouble. I mainly don't want to humiliate his intelligence, not because I'm lazy!]
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