Chapter 320 Cherish the person in front of you, pork kidney nourishing soup
Zhao Minghong said, "The Princess Consort and Madam Song had some friendship when they were young, but Madam Song's health deteriorated later, and the two had less contact. I came here to fulfill the wish of the two to rekindle their friendship."
Tao Wanyin, dressed simply and appropriately, nodded and said, "That's right."
Su Fengyue's gaze fell on Tao Wanyin, his cloudy eyes darting around her lower abdomen. He sighed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for remembering Yue'er."
I could hear his voice and the words "Yue'er".
Tao Wanyin was stunned for a moment.
These days, Princess Yong lived a leisurely life in the palace. Given the precedent set by Consort Du, no one dared to act foolishly in front of her.
She took the health-preserving pills that Ji Qingwu had prepared for her every day, and she gained a few pounds, with her cheeks becoming fuller and more radiant.
Whenever Prince Yong saw her, his melancholy mood, which was heavy due to the emperor's serious illness, would improve somewhat.
Now, Tao Wanyin's face was deathly pale, comparable to the white banners in the mourning hall.
Zhao Minghong noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "Your Highness?"
Tao Wanyin remained motionless, her hands trembling slightly beneath her sleeves.
"Wanyin?"
Zhao Minghong frowned and touched her wrist before she came to her senses.
He asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Tao Wanyin looked at the memorial tablet in front of her, not at the one facing Prime Minister Su. Perhaps she had misheard; after all, so many years had passed... she couldn't be sure...
She said softly, "I'm fine."
However, her face was still visibly pale. Prince Yong immediately had the idea to take Tao Wanyin back, but when he thought of the mission he had come for, he held back and walked towards the door.
Tao Wanyin stepped forward and placed a white flower on the altar.
She had already heard about Su Daiyue's illness.
A few days ago, Song Wei led a group of people to cause trouble at the clinic. She originally wanted to help Ji Qingwu, but when Prince Yong found out, he refused to let her leave the mansion. Prince Yong even had people watch over her and not allow her to go out.
Firstly, they were worried that her pregnancy might be unstable; secondly, they said that Ji Qingwu was a member of the Wei family and that she shouldn't worry about outsiders.
As the two were arguing, news of Princess Huachang's arrival reached the Prince's residence.
They had a cold war for several days because of this.
Today, Prince Yong returned from the palace and solemnly said that he wanted to take her out of the mansion, but unexpectedly, they came to the Song family to offer condolences.
Seeing Song Wei leaning against the coffin, looking lost and dejected, Tao Wanyin felt a pang of sadness. What could be more important than cherishing the person in front of her?
Thinking of this, Tao Wanyin suddenly realized that she might have been a bit too unreasonable a few days ago.
She glanced towards the door and saw that Zhao Minghong had already walked up to Su Fengyue's side, and the two were talking about something. She found a quiet spot and stood there quietly.
At the entrance of the mourning hall.
Zhao Minghong put his hands behind his back and said, "Prime Minister Su, I have something important to discuss with you."
Su Fengyue replied calmly, "What is it, Your Highness? Please speak freely."
Zhao Minghong looked around and frowned, saying, "This is not a good place to talk. How about we go to my residence?"
Su Fengyue said, "Your Highness should know that it is not appropriate for this old minister to have too much contact with you at this time, so as to avoid being suspected of forming cliques for personal gain."
Upon hearing his righteous and resolute refusal, Prince Yong's face turned ugly.
But compared to the sour face that Prince Yong wore, the words he spoke were actually a gesture of goodwill.
"Prime Minister Su is joking. Everyone knows that you are now in charge of the overall situation in the court. Who else in the entire court can compare to you?"
Su Fengyue smiled, but said in a fearful tone, "Your Highness, you dare not say that. His Majesty is still in the palace. His Majesty is a lucky man and may wake up one day."
Zhao Minghong said in a low voice, "I went to Zhaoyang Palace today, actually..."
Su Fengyue's eyes were tilted downwards, clearly listening attentively to what he was saying.
Zhao Minghong said, "Actually, the Emperor has already passed away. The news should be released in the next day or two. Prime Minister Su should make preparations as soon as possible."
"The young prince is still young. After thinking it over, I still feel that I, as his uncle, should do something for him."
After hearing this, Su Fengyue shook his head, turned around, and left. Zhao Minghong, who had been behind his back, now let his hands hang down at his sides.
But just as he was about to pass by Prince Yong, he said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Your Highness, come to my residence at 1:00 AM for a chat."
Prince Yong nodded slightly, then looked up and said, "Your Highness, let's go back to the manor."
Tao Wanyin responded and came over. As she passed the door, she inevitably had to pass in front of Su Fengyue. As soon as she got in front of him, she felt a sudden panic, shortness of breath, and dizziness. She felt like she was about to fall flat on her face.
Zhao Minghong strode over, caught her, and steadied her waist.
He said, half scolding and half advising, "What's the rush? A pregnant woman should be more careful."
Prince Yong and his wife left the Song residence.
The white-bearded official stepped forward and asked, "Prime Minister, is Prince Yong coming to cause you trouble?"
He watched from the sidelines, and Prince Yong had a sour face on his face.
"Looking for trouble with me?" Unlike his humble demeanor before Prince Yong, Su Fengyue scoffed, "He wouldn't dare."
The official sneered, "What prince? He's nothing but a good-for-nothing, a mere pretty face. And the princess he married is a withered flower."
Su Fengyue glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense."
But the expression on his face betrayed his true thoughts; his eyes were full of smug satisfaction.
No matter how noble or imperial they are, they all have to grovel at his feet and beg before him now.
He had risen from humble beginnings to his current high position, enduring countless hardships and scornful looks. He had the utmost contempt for those born into wealth and privilege.
His "good brother" Wei Zhengze was the same; if he hadn't been a member of the Wei family, he wouldn't have had so many opportunities for promotion.
Even though he had obtained so much, there were still things he longed for but could not obtain.
Su Fengyue walked up to the memorial tablet and was about to touch it when Song Wei rushed over and snatched it away, holding it tightly in his arms.
With so many people watching, Su Fengyue was unwilling to argue with this eccentric and crazy son-in-law.
He looked at the moonlight on the horizon and said, "Old Liu, you keep watch here for a while longer. I need to go back to the manor."
"Your Excellency, rest assured, with me here, nothing will go wrong."
*
Ji Qingwu entered Su Fengyue's courtyard without encountering any obstacles.
Hanzhang was probably the most capable maid in the front courtyard; all the servants who saw her along the way lowered their heads and avoided her.
Ji Qingwu held his head high, perfectly capturing that proud and arrogant air.
After the two entered the house.
Wei Tongyou put down the soup pot with a look of disgust: "What kind of soup is this? It's been stinking all the way here. It smells awful."
Ji Qingwu sniffed and said, "Eucommia and Morinda officinalis tonic soup."
Wei Tongyou had never heard of this soup before and asked skeptically, "Can such a fishy soup really be nourishing? Won't you throw up your dinner if you drink it?"
Ji Qingwu analyzed, "The fishy smell comes from the pork kidneys inside. Rather than saying it's good for your health, it's more accurate to say it's good for your kidneys."
Wei Tongyou looked distressed and quickly went to the washroom inside to wash her hands.
Ji Qingwu was looking around at the furnishings in the room, trying to guess where there might be a hidden compartment.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
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