SFS Chapter 150 Admonishment
Chapter 150 Admonishment
"Your Majesty, it's time to leave the bedroom!"
Su Peisheng, who was guarding the door, lowered his voice to remind him.
The sun rises early in the summer, so they have to rush back in the dark.
Hearing the rustling sound of someone getting dressed coming from the inner room, Su Peisheng hurried in with the basin.
"You little dog slave, be quiet, don't wake up Concubine Wan."
"The slave obeys."
Su Peisheng smiled apologetically and thought to himself that he didn't make much noise, it was just the water in the basin that sloshed around.
When the master and servant left, a little white could be vaguely seen on the horizon.
At this time, Bai Wei, who was holding the pottery jar on the other side, yawned and complained.
"Sister Fubao, why does the young lady insist on using dew water to make tea? I think tea brewed with well water tastes just as good."
It was just past the Yin hour and the birds in the trees were still quiet.
"Her Majesty Wanpin once invited the young lady to drink tea. Perhaps she has been influenced by her."
"Bai Wei, if you really can't open your eyes, just go to the pavilion and take a nap. I'll go collect the dew."
Fubao’s thoughtful advice.
There were a lot of dewdrops accumulated on the leaves near the sea, and she had to collect them quickly before the sun came out.
Bai Wei, who liked to be lazy, ran briskly towards the nearest pavilion and skillfully lay down on the stone table.
Fubao smiled helplessly and slowly walked towards the pier.
Among all the palace maids in Suiyuxuan, Bai Wei is probably the only one who has no ulterior motives.
As she turned the corner, she saw a figure swaying on the dock.
By the time she quietly got close, the small black-sailed boat had already moved far away from the coast.
About half an hour later, Fubao, who had collected half a jar of dew, woke up Bai Wei.
"Wake up, we should go back and help the young master get up."
The emperor, who was curious about the night meeting with a beautiful woman, boarded the black-sailed boat to Penglai Island for two consecutive nights and drank Longjing tea brewed by Zhen Huan with dew.
After all, Su Peisheng was old and could not endure as long as the strong emperor, so he had no choice but to ask Xiao Xiazi to follow him.
After An Lingrong heard the news, she hid even more low-key and did not go out in the daytime. She also ordered people to secretly put things that were not often used into boxes.
Her people failed to follow Zhen Huan to Penglai Island, but the Queen's people definitely landed on the island.
Maybe Taohuawu got the news earlier than her.
Jianqiu did receive the carrier pigeon the night after the emperor arrived on the island, but she was afraid of upsetting the empress, so she wanted to keep it a secret.
The imperial physician said that the empress needed more nourishment because of her miscarriage. When she was about to enter the main hall with ginseng and astragalus chicken soup, Jiang Fuhai, who was waiting on the road, greeted her in a sarcastic tone.
"My lady, the queen has no appetite right now. I advise you not to go in yet."
"Jiang Fuhai, what do you mean?"
"Qiu promised, for the sake of our past, I will remind you that the Empress is not someone to be trifled with."
Jianqiu's heart skipped a beat, and when she was about to ask again, Jiang Fuhai had already turned around.
"Your Majesty, I have made some ginseng and astragalus chicken soup. Would you like some?"
Yixiu looked at her straight without saying anything.
After dozens of breaths, he spoke with an expressionless face.
"Jianqiu, don't you have anything to report to me?"
"My Lady, take care of yourself first. Nothing else matters."
Jianqiu knelt on the ground and begged.
"I have ordered Jiang Fuhai to invite the Emperor."
"You are not needed here, please go down first."
Seeing that the empress was about to drive her away, Jianqiu knocked her head against her chest loudly.
"My lady, I know I was wrong."
Yixiu was disturbed by the sound of kowtows and couldn't help but sigh.
"Jianqiu, this won't happen again!"
"Go and tell someone to invite Dr. Qin, the imperial physician who is treating me."
"Slave, go now."
Jianqiu, feeling relieved, quickly agreed. Before leaving, she stubbornly served the queen a bowl of chicken soup.
At the beginning of the You hour, the emperor, after finishing his government affairs, came to Taohuawu at the reminder of Su Peisheng.
"Queen, why are you worrying about other things instead of just focusing on recuperating?"
"I thank Your Majesty for your concern. I saw the imperial physician today and he said I am recovering well."
The queen looked at the emperor with bruises on his eyes, her eyes flashed, and she persuaded him in a gentle voice.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Ke of Yanxi Palace is about to give birth. I would like to ask Your Majesty to return to the palace as soon as possible."
"The palace is being looked after by the Empress and Concubine Hui. It's better to wait until the Empress has finished her confinement before returning to the palace."
The Empress Dowager lives far away and the Empress is in confinement after childbirth, so the Emperor doesn't want to go back so early.
The people below reported that the shameless Fourteenth Prince had written another letter to the Empress Dowager to cry out to her.
He was impatient to see the Empress Dowager's sad face.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Hui is also pregnant, I'm afraid she won't be able to take care of Concubine Ke."
"If I remember correctly, Concubine Shu is almost seven months pregnant with twins. Twins are rare in the royal family, so we must prepare in advance."
The emperor's heart is devoted to Zhen Huan, and the queen can only persuade him by saying that she has an offspring.
That year, her Honghui lost her temperature in the heavy rain. The palace maids brought her back to the yard while she was unconscious from the fever. The prince stayed with that bitch all the time to help her take care of her pregnancy and never came to see her.
As soon as she learned that the emperor had gone to the island in the dark to meet Zhen Huan, she felt as if the rain from that year had fallen again, making her feel so painful that she wanted to die.
Yixiu would not sit idly by and watch Zhen Huan steal all the emperor's attention.
The imperial physician said she was in good health and there would be another chance in the future...
Even if she couldn't get pregnant again, she wouldn't let Zhen Huan have an easy time.
Her people are all in the palace, so it will be convenient for her to do anything when the time comes.
"The Queen is right, but your confinement period has not yet ended. How can I keep you in the garden?"
The somewhat shaken emperor thought of another question.
If he dared to leave the Queen and return to the palace, not only the Queen Mother, but also the sharp-tongued censors of the previous dynasty would not miss the opportunity to criticize him.
"Your Majesty, I asked the imperial physician to examine me today, and he said that I am fine now."
"The garden is very humid, and it's not suitable for me to rest."
"If the emperor doesn't believe it, you can summon the imperial physician to take a look."
The queen was determined to return to the palace as soon as possible.
"Your Majesty, if my sister were still alive, she would surely make the same decision."
Before dark, news came from Taohuawu that they would set off for the palace in three days, and asked everyone to pack their luggage as soon as possible.
"My lady, you are truly a master of foresight."
Baoque, who was massaging An Lingrong's legs, praised her with admiration.
They had just packed up some things according to their master's instructions when they received the news that they had to return to the palace.
"Bao Que, you really know how to tease me."
"The Empress has always prioritized the Emperor's safety. She couldn't bear the thought of the Emperor traveling to Penglai Island in the dark."
"Noble Lady Ke is about to give birth, and the palace needs someone to take charge of the overall situation."
The power of the palace is temporarily in the hands of Concubine Hua, and the Queen will not swallow this.
Only if she returns to Jingren Palace as soon as possible can she take control of everything.
Only after returning to the Yonghe Palace, which was run like an iron barrel, could An Lingrong relax and prepare for the birth of her child.