Yongning Palace was bustling with people, and Jiang Meiyu was being cared for like a spoiled baby. However, she was filled with dissatisfaction and resistance in her heart.
The emperor originally planned to move her to the more spacious and comfortable Hall of Mental Cultivation, but Jiang Meiyu firmly opposed this. In desperation, the emperor implemented drastic measures, sealing off Yongning Palace like an impenetrable fortress. He also specially dispatched the highly skilled secret guard Chen Yu to Jiang Meiyu's side, to serve her closely and shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting her. Furthermore, another secret guard, Chen Jin, also received special assignments from the emperor.
Despite this, the emperor remained deeply concerned and uneasy. To ensure Jiang Meiyu's absolute safety, he reviewed memorials day and night, handling government affairs at a faster pace than ever before. If he weren't worried about attracting too much attention, he would have even moved all the memorials to Yongning Palace so that he could be kept at all times.
Jiang Meiyu hadn't actually vomited; she'd only pretended to be pregnant that day in the Cining Palace to convince everyone she was pregnant, deceiving the Empress Dowager. However, she was indeed feeling a bit sleepy; she'd just fallen into a deep sleep on a reclining chair in the courtyard. Chen Yu fetched a blanket and gently covered her. However, just as she was done, the Emperor arrived. Just as Chen Yu was about to kneel in greeting, the Emperor made a "hush..." gesture and waved for her to quietly leave.
The emperor half-crouched, gazing at Jiang Meiyu's stunningly beautiful sleeping face, and couldn't help but sigh, "How could such a beautiful woman exist in this world? I must be blessed by heaven, for heaven to have sent her to my side." He gently caressed Jiang Meiyu's eyebrows and eyes, as if she were a treasure beyond compare. "Yu'er, thank you for coming to my side. With you by my side, I have no regrets in my life," the emperor thought silently in his heart.
After sleeping for about two incense sticks, Jiang Meiyu slowly opened her eyes and woke up. When she woke up and saw the emperor, she was about to stand up and salute him, but the emperor gently pushed her down and asked her to sit back on the chair. He told her that she didn't need to salute him now and just needed to take good care of herself.
"Your Majesty, I am not that weak!" Jiang Meiyu's words sounded like both a grumble and a coquettish tone.
The emperor scratched her nose lovingly and responded gently: "Well... you are not weak."
"Brother Hanqin, I painted a few paintings in my spare time. You can go and see how my paintings turned out!" Jiang Meiyu said as she held the emperor's hand tightly and walked towards the inner hall, with a cunning glint in her eyes.
Jiang Meiyu was the daughter of the then Prime Minister, born in her later years. Naturally, she was doted on, the envy of countless adores. Needless to say, her upbringing was excellent; she was truly the epitome of a lady from a noble family.
However, despite dabbling in and mastering numerous arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Jiang Meiyu remained elusive: embroidery. The reason for this was simply that she was overly pampered as a child, and upon first learning to embroider, she was pricked by a needle. This fear afflicted her, and she refused to pursue the art again. Fortunately, her parents, doting on their daughter, were reluctant to force her, so they allowed her to pursue her craft. Despite this, Jiang Meiyu also possessed considerable talent in other areas.
When the emperor saw her paintings, he was amazed and blurted out, "How can you paint such a masterpiece?"
At this moment, Jiang Meiyu couldn't help but look embarrassed, thinking to herself that this painting was not actually from her hand, but a ready-made work she had found from the 007 system, and she was just copying it.
"Well...that...Brother Hanqin, I have an idea. I wonder if you can agree to it?" Jiang Meiyu opened her red lips and said softly.
The emperor raised his head slightly, looked at her lovingly, and said with a smile, "Tell me about it. I will consider whether it is feasible."
Jiang Meiyu took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to continue, "I heard that Concubine Hui's embroidery skills are unparalleled! Even the skills of the first-class embroiderers can't compare to hers. A few days ago, I personally went to Xianfu Palace to admire Concubine Xian's embroidery. It is indeed a top-notch craftsmanship! It would be a pity if such exquisite skills were left unused in the palace. So, I discussed it with Concubine Xian, and we want to open an embroidery shop. I can be responsible for designing the patterns, and Concubine Xian will focus on the embroidery craftsmanship. I just don't know if Your Majesty would agree?"
The emperor, without even a moment's hesitation, replied, "I agree! I'll send Chenfeng out to find you a shop in the best location. As for other matters, you need not worry; simply focus on recuperating." Jiang Meiyu nodded joyfully, her heart saturated with sweetness. "I didn't expect the emperor to agree so readily..." she secretly rejoiced.
"Qiu Ling, take these paintings to Xianfu Palace and present them to Concubine Hui. Tell her that the matter has been properly handled and that she can just focus on her embroidery. Also, tell her that I've been feeling unwell lately and it's difficult for me to leave Yongning Palace. I'll visit Xianfu Palace when I feel better."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Qiu Ling carefully wrapped the painting and quickly went to Xianfu Palace.
The matter of opening a shop and making money has been settled. Jiang Meiyu is eating grapes happily, but she doesn't know that a conspiracy is coming towards her.
The weather had been getting increasingly cold over the past few days, with signs of snow on the horizon. Jiang Meiyu lazily lay on her bed, showing no desire to get up. Qiu Ping hurried into the room, quickly closed the door, and said to Jiang Meiyu, "Your Majesty, it looks like snow is about to fall outside. The Empress has sent palace maids to the Imperial Household Department to collect charcoal and firewood. Qiu Ling and Xiao Shuzi led several palace maids and young eunuchs to collect them."
"Yes, I already know about this." Jiang Meiyu usually refers to herself as "I" when she is alone with Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping stepped forward and gently tucked in Jiang Meiyu's quilt, fearing she might catch a shiver. She said with concern, "Your Majesty, it's freezing outside. Why don't you dine in the palace today? The Emperor has specially invited a local chef to prepare delicious meals just for you. From now on, this chef will be stationed in the small kitchen of Yongning Palace, so you won't have to go to the imperial kitchen to get food."
"That's great..." Jiang Meiyu was overjoyed upon hearing this, secretly rejoicing in her heart. Thinking that the baby in her belly had an extra layer of solid protection, she felt extremely relieved and relieved. In fact, Jiang Meiyu was not particularly worried about the child in her belly. After all, she had a magical item like the Detoxification Pill that could eliminate any poisonous damage; and she also took the Pregnancy Protection Pill, which added a few more guarantees. However, what worried her was that she had no way of knowing when someone would poison her, so she had to remain vigilant and guard against others' plots. This kind of fearful life was really not easy, but in order to ensure the safety of her baby, she could only grit her teeth and persevere. At every moment, she had to carefully observe the movements around her, not missing any details that might be dangerous.
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