After returning to the Marquis Mansion, I don’t know what Miss Song said to Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song also entered the palace more frequently.
I heard that Song Wan had a poor appetite, so I always brought her some childhood food, and sometimes I would invite Miss Song to visit her.
With the company of two people, Song Wan's mood improved a lot. He often had to leave two people to eat. It would be okay if there were only three people, but he would occasionally meet the emperor.
No, today we just started having dinner, and the emperor came.
Mrs. Song and Miss Song were frightened and at a loss. Fortunately, he still had something to deal with, so he selected some of the new tributes and sent them over, then left after a while.
"I present myself to the Emperor." Song Wan stood up.
"No." Ji Huai declined politely. Before leaving, he gave Mrs. Song and Miss Song some gifts and asked them to accompany Song Wan from time to time.
The two of them naturally responded.
After he left, Mrs. Song patted her chest lightly, "I thought the emperor was coming to have a meal, so I wouldn't be able to eat safely."
How dare you eat it? I wish I could spread my wings and fly away.
Although the late emperor had a bad temper, he was not deep-minded. The current emperor is the complete opposite of the late emperor. He is easy-going but cruel and ruthless.
Hearing this, Song Wan took the bowl, put a piece of fish for Mrs. Song, and said with a smile, "The emperor saw his mother and sister here, so he went to the imperial study to have a meal."
"He told his daughter that last time we had dinner together, neither mother nor sister dared to eat, so he won't scare you anymore."
"This..." Mrs. Song's face became even more uneasy. After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't help lowering her voice and said to Song Wan, "Wan'er, my mother is always worried in her heart and doesn't trust you. In this harem, the emperor only loves you. There is trouble.”
Hearing this, Miss Song pulled down Mrs. Song's sleeve and said, "Mother, don't talk nonsense."
She understood what her mother meant, and was afraid that the emperor's promotion of Song Wan was actually to be used as a target. It seemed that he was constantly being favored, but in fact he was taking advantage of her.
When Miss Song mentioned it, Mrs. Song stopped talking.
At this time, I am in the palace, so far.
Song Wan was not stupid. She picked up the bowl, poured herself some egg custard, and said slowly, "No matter what the emperor plans, we can't stop it. Father has not guessed the emperor's plan, so how can we know?"
"Mom, there is no need to worry too much. Nothing is worse than before. As far as the Marquis Mansion is concerned, it has hit rock bottom. What else can be lost? Everything is within the emperor's mind. Even if the whole Song family is destroyed, we There is no way to resist.”
Mrs. Song was afraid of this. There was already a precedent set by the Tao family.
The emperor killed the nine tribes. Although it was indeed an unforgivable crime, it was also frightening.
Song Wan's expression did not change, he ate the egg custard in small bites, and smiled slightly, "For me, I was pregnant with a dragon fetus and promoted to a noble concubine. If I was really plotted, I would lose these and maybe have a child. Even if she moves into the cold palace, my daughter will still have someone to accompany her."
When the Song family was really destroyed, she couldn't even smile at the emperor.
Miss Song thought about it. For her, she was already married, so it might not affect her. However, entering the palace every now and then and receiving the emperor's reward made her husband's family straighten a lot.
The old lady is delegating power and seems to be trying to please her.
"That's what you said." Mrs. Song was still a little worried.
"Mother." Song Wan called her with a serious expression, "The emperor will not let his relatives have too much power. It will be a matter of time to take back the military power. We can't stop what happens next. If Ziqi returns in triumph, it's best to invite him to the six departments. .”
It is considered an official title, but has no real power.
"If my daughter is a princess this time, she will be fine if she is not a threat to the emperor." Song Wan knew Ji Huai well. If she really wanted her to fall from this position, she would not spend too much effort on her. .
Mrs. Song thought deeply.
"My daughter can feel that the emperor cares about her." Song Wan was sure of this.
Even if it's not much, there must be some.
"How do you understand, mother? Just take care of yourself." Mrs. Song changed the subject with a smile, then brought it to the fetus in her belly, and said with a smile, "Mother has nothing to do these days, so prepare more for the little princess. The clothes will be ready and sent to the palace for you to choose from."
"What mother does is the best." Song Wan smiled.
After seeing the two of them off, Song Wan hurried to the imperial study. Ji Huai had already finished his meal and the servants were leaving.
She walked over, and Qing He behind her was holding a bowl of tonic soup.
Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, "Why are you giving me the tonic soup? Your body needs some tonic."
"I will drink with the emperor." She walked over, and Ji Huai patted the chair beside him and asked her to sit down.
She sat down immediately.
"Use it, I'll drink it if you can't finish it." Ji Huai said, picking up a memorial and reading it in front of her.
Song Wan looked at him and said, "The emperor doesn't shy away from touching me, and he's not afraid of me looking at her."
Ji Huai laughed softly, closed one book, and opened another, "With your brain, I have read it all. You still don't know what it means, so there is no need to be taboo."
"Your Majesty!" She frowned, pretending to be angry, "How can anyone talk about a concubine like that? It's a bully."
After hearing this, Ji Huai put another memorial aside, looked at her, and tapped her forehead with his fingers, "If you have nothing to do, just rest in the palace as much as possible, and always go to the imperial study, and you are not afraid of being deceived by others." Your Majesty, I will be charged with being a witch concubine.”
Although he said this, he smiled, more like teasing her.
In fact, only you know best what kind of way of getting along between two people and how the other person treats you.
Everyone felt that His Majesty was scheming and evil-tempered, but Song Wan felt that he was the best man.
He is quite patient with her, does not lose his temper with her, and is able to spend time with her. Sometimes he even hides nothing from her and has no intention of scheming.
"Aren't I afraid that the emperor will be bored when he eats alone? Besides, this is not the first time that I have been thought to be bewitching the monarch." Song Wan Jiaojiao continued, "Before the emperor was drafted, it was said that I was a demon concubine. I have bewitched the Emperor, but I still haven’t opened up any branches for the Emperor.”
After saying that, she came forward and looked at him with her bright and translucent beautiful eyes, "Then the emperor thinks, has my concubine deceived the monarch? What other people say does not count, only what the emperor says counts."
"I won't tell you." Ji Huai looked away from her face, raised the corners of his mouth, and continued to read the memorial, "If I tell you that you are not satisfied, you will make trouble with me again tonight."
"Does the Emperor feel that too?" She snorted softly and reached out to hug him, but she didn't dare to use too much force. She wanted to say another word and leave, but she couldn't help but cling to him.
"Isn't that enough? Who is more diligent in the imperial study than my beloved concubine?" Ji Huai let her hold him in his arms without showing any impatience, and asked her instead.
Song Wan felt that she was not like this in the past, so she explained uneasily, "I have always wanted to get close to the emperor recently. I have never felt like this before. It is probably because the daughter clings to her father. The little princess is responsible for this, and I cannot bear it."
"I'll still make excuses." He lowered his eyes and looked at her, half-smiling.
Song Wan couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she looked at him aggrievedly and didn't say anything. She had been testing the emperor's bottom line recently and moved forward cautiously.
Whenever you touch it, you can only draw a circle and jump around in it.
"That's the fault of the little princess." Ji Huai looked at her and then said warmly, "Drink the tonic soup while it's hot. If you don't want to go back, stay here with me."
"Okay." Song Wan responded quickly, "I have made a coat for the emperor. It is not finished yet. When it is finished, I will give it to the emperor to try on."
"Didn't you say that it's uncomfortable to be pregnant? There's still something to worry about." He looked somewhat disapproving.
"Making things for the emperor doesn't count as trouble. I am willing to do it." She said with a trace of blush on her cheeks and her voice was thin and soft.
With a look of helplessness on his face, Ji Huai brought the tonic soup, opened the lid, and brought the spoon over. Song Wan hurried over and looked at him with a charming look on his face, affectionately.
She still understands him, and is happy now that he wants to feed her again.
Where is the emperor's bottom line
she does not know.
Song Wan was fed a sip of tonic soup by him, and she touched her glossy red lips, "Every time I do this, I will have a certain feeling in my body."
"What?" Ji Huai scooped up a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew gently.
"Let's just pretend that I am narcissistic for once." She raised her head and looked at him after she finished speaking. "Every time like this, I feel that the emperor cares about me so much that no one else can enjoy this treatment. I feel a little uneasy in my heart." , but I am particularly greedy for the emperor’s tenderness.”
"Guilty and ashamed, but knowingly committed the crime and reluctant to throw it away."
Ji Huai put the spoon to her mouth, heard the meaning of her words, and said in a low voice, "I don't need others to tell me what to do, so why feel guilty and uneasy? I can afford it, and my concubine will accept it. I can’t say anything, and I won’t let others say anything.”
"I will protect you."
She didn't mean to test whether the favor was real or not, but she was also afraid that others would use her as a punching bag and come to him for an explanation.
Song Wan drank the tonic soup on his lips. It was obviously a bit bitter, but it tasted sweet in his mouth.
When I heard Qiu He say that the emperor favored her, he was just skeptical. As her mother said, being too exclusive is not a problem. The emperor allowed it to develop, and maybe in the end he said that she was bewitching the monarch and disrupting the court.
"The emperor is always so kind. When I am in front of the emperor, my thoughts will be guessed. No matter how uneasy I am, when I am here with the emperor, I feel full of peace of mind." Song Wan bit the spoon lightly and finished with a sultry voice.
"It's okay to have random thoughts when you're pregnant." Ji Huai's tone was a bit soothing, "Don't worry too much, I will keep you and the baby safe."
Song Wan nodded, "Then... Dr. Li will come some day. Can I allow him to diagnose the gender of the fetus? I can also prepare clothes in advance."
Afraid that he would think too much, he added, "My mother came into the palace today and said that she would prepare some small things for the child. This is also her wish. If she knows, she can prepare some things in advance."
Ji Huai: "You are still young, and Dr. Li can't guarantee the accuracy. It will be whatever you give birth to. I just ask them to prepare both copies."
"I'll tell my mother next time." Song Wan leaned over and hugged him. Although she looked shy, she still broke the understanding in her heart.
He originally thought that the imperial doctor had told him the sex of the child a long time ago, but it seemed that he didn't know it either. He would also take into account her worries and her mood, so he said he would protect her without hesitation. She could feel that sincerity.
"Um."
Song Wan rubbed his chest again and said in a muffled voice, "The Emperor is so good after all, so good that I don't even think I can be as good as the Emperor."
Even selfishness keeps occupying me.
They say that women in the harem should not be jealous and should be generous and virtuous, but she loved him so much that whenever she thought about how he treated others, her heart would feel sour and painful.
"What's so good about this?" Ji Huai smiled and patted her back gently, "The imperial doctor said that my beloved concubine is always more emotional at this time, likes to think wildly, and is emotionally unstable. I haven't done anything, so don't give me anything. Big hat."
"Okay, get up and finish drinking. If you're sleepy, go inside and sleep for a while, or go back to the palace to rest. I'll have dinner with you in the evening."
Song Wan sat up straight, leaned over and kissed him.
"In broad daylight, my beloved, you should be more reserved." Ji Huai frowned slightly. Although it was a slight scolding, there was no blame in his tone or expression.
"It's just the concubine and the emperor, no one else." Song Wan was not afraid of him, but insisted on doing it, and made a show of moving closer to kiss him. When he saw that he didn't hide, his eyebrows turned into crescents.
Prude.
"If you want to kiss me, hurry up. After we finish drinking, I want to read the memorial." Ji Huai urged, and said in a dignified manner, "After a while, he said that I don't follow you and don't value you. Your reasons are always better. . ”
She suppressed her laughter, kissed his thin lips, pressed her tender forehead against his and said softly, "Then the emperor will stay with me in Jingyang Palace tonight, okay?"
"If I wasn't busy, why wouldn't I be with you?"
The corners of Song Wan's mouth turned up, and he sat down obediently. He took the spoon by himself and said very sensibly, "I will drink by myself without disturbing the emperor."
Ji Huai: "If I follow you, I will be very well-behaved."
Song Wan did not deny it. He lowered his head and sipped her soup in small sips, "The emperor loves me, what can I do? I also love the emperor."
The people around her acquiesced to her statement and began to deal with government affairs.