Yu Chuhong seemed to really dote on Song Ziyan very much. After the Dragon Boat Festival this year, he directly made her Song's concubine, but the strange thing was that Yu Chuhong never asked her to sleep with her.
The people in the palace were discussing in private whether the emperor had some hidden disease, so he hadn't met any concubine for so many years, and now he finally met a very attractive concubine, but the hardware conditions still didn't allow it.
Song Ziyan is still staying in her Qinglan Palace. She guessed that Yu Chuhong used her as a shield for a certain concubine. Now that she has been in the harem for a while, she found that Yu Chuhong really did not hook up with any concubine. Pass.
Song Ziyan also thought about whether it was possible that Yu Chuhong secretly contacted that person at night, but people in the palace said that he had been by the eldest prince's side at night all these years.
As if suddenly realizing something, Song Ziyan suddenly raised her head, and asked the maids beside her, "Have you seen the eldest prince's mother and concubine?"
A court lady lowered her head and replied respectfully: "This servant entered the palace late, and I have never seen Concubine Hui."
"Concubine Hui?" Song Ziyan pursed her lips. If Yu Chuhong was really Concubine Hui, Wu Jiwu loved the eldest prince so much, then how could that woman be just a concubine when she died? Song Ziyan couldn't figure it out, she just had a twitch and thought that Yu Chuhong used her as a substitute for the dead woman.
She had already thought about all the possibilities she could think of, but she still couldn't understand the purpose of Yu Chuhong's doing these things.
She turned her head and asked an older court lady: "What about you?"
The palace maid replied: "Ten years ago, I have seen Concubine Hui once."
"Does the eldest prince look like her?"
"Eldest Prince..." The court lady seemed to be recalling the faces of the two, and she replied cautiously after a while: "I don't remember Concubine Hui's appearance very much, but in my impression, the First Prince and Concubine Hui don't seem to look the same. Alike."
"Really?" Song Ziyan lowered her head and thought for a while, then dragged the teapot on the table to her side. Immediately, a court lady stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for her. Song Ziyan took a sip, put down the teacup, and asked again : "What about Bengong?"
"Your Majesty is asking Concubine Hui?"
Song Ziyan didn't speak, but just nodded.
Listen to the palace maid answering: "To tell the truth, although the maidservant can't remember Concubine Hui's appearance, Concubine Hui is not outstanding in appearance, she is definitely not comparable to the empress."
After hearing this, Song Ziyan didn't feel much comfort in her heart, but was even more confused.
Some days later, there was a rumor in the harem that Song Ziyan was pregnant, and the concubines in the harem broke the vase when they heard about it, but no one dared to go to the Qinglan Palace to look for Song Ziyan's bad luck at this time. After all, if Song Ziyan was really pregnant, but they caused trouble, then they couldn't afford the consequences.
As for secretly, they have plenty of ways to prevent the piece of meat from Song Ziyan's belly from getting out.
Concubine Xian was the first person in the harem to hear the news. When she found out, she didn't react too much. She put down the teacup in her hand smoothly, turned her head and asked the maid beside her, "What do you mean?" Is it true or not?"
The palace maid replied: "Why don't you send an imperial doctor to give Concubine Song a pulse?"
"I don't really care if I get pregnant or not. I always have a way to keep this child from coming out." Concubine Xian still had a gentle smile on her face. She lowered her head and glanced at the nails she had just repaired. Inexplicably laughing: "I just want to know if the emperor really let that Song Ziyan... sleep over."
"This... the emperor has never summoned any concubine in these years, and there is no record in the daily records."
Concubine Xian restrained the smile on her lips, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, she said: "I haven't summoned you on the surface, who knows if the emperor will steal Qinglan Palace secretly, otherwise, why would you give me the gift alone?" Give Song Ziyan a palace."
"Then what do you think, my lady?"
Concubine Xian stood up and walked to the dressing table: "Clean up for me, I'm going to ask the emperor."
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Bai Xiyu had just taken a nap when he opened his eyes and yawned again, crystal drops of water oozed from the corners of his eyes.
Yu Chuhong was sitting on the side reading a book, when he heard the voice behind him, he closed the miscellaneous note in his hand, turned his head and looked at Bai Xiyu: "Are you awake?"
Bai Xiyu sat up from the bed, several red marks were pressed on his small face, he nodded: "Yes."
"Then come here." Yu Chuhong waved to Bai Xiyu, who immediately jumped off the bed and walked over in a bumpy manner.
Yu Chuhong lowered his head and looked at Bai Xiyu's bare feet stepping on the scarlet blanket. He said, "Why don't you put your shoes on?"
Bai Xiyu coquettishly said: "I don't want to wear it." Because Bai Xiyu wanted to pretend to be a fool when he was a child, when he was just learning to walk, he would often mix his left foot with his right foot, throwing himself on the ground from time to time to give the earth an intimate kiss. He fell in pain, so Yu Chuhong laid a thick carpet on the ground of Shenghe Palace, which has not been removed all these years.
Besides, at this time of year, there is really no need to put on shoes.
Bai Xiyu sat down on the stool next to Yu Chuhong, and then Yu Chuhong stretched out his hands to lift up his two legs, put his feet on his thighs, and as soon as his two hands touched Bai Xiyu's Both feet, his face turned ugly instantly, Yu Chuhong sighed and asked: "It's so cold, why don't you wear shoes?"
Bai Xiyu pretended not to hear Yu Chuhong's questioning, and grabbed his miscellaneous notes on the table, but Yu Chuhong didn't stop him, allowing him to rip through his book.
After flipping through a few pages, Bai Xiyu felt that something was wrong. The first few pages were okay, and all of them recorded some landscapes, waters, customs, customs, but the second half, how did it become a book of Longyang Fengyue? Yu Chuhong is trying to make trouble! No wonder I haven't seen him call his concubine to bed for so many years, it turned out to be crooked. But Yu Chuhong shouldn't be so crazy as to mess with his own son, otherwise why did he choose this world!
Bai Xiyu turned around in his head several times, put the book aside in disgust, kicked his legs, and adjusted himself to a more comfortable position.
On the cover of that book were written "Guangling Miscellaneous Notes" in black. Yu Chuhong, who was beside him, packed the book and put it on the side of the table, and said to Bai Xiyu, "Li Jing, a former poet, The name Guangling Layman, when he was young, he and his friend determined to travel all over the world, but later his friend died of a sudden illness, and Li Jing had to travel alone, so he wrote this "Guangling Miscellaneous Notes" in memory of his friend."
Bai Xiyu felt that Yu Chuhong was lying to him because he thought he was stupid, and he had just flipped through what was written in it just now. He was not commemorating a friend, but clearly commemorating his dead wife!
Seeing Bai Xiyu's dazed look, Yu Chuhong was about to say a few more words when a young eunuch came in and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Xian is asking to see you outside."
Yu Chuhong seemed to have expected that Concubine Xian would come, he nodded: "Let her in."
After Concubine Xian came in, she saw Bai Xiyu straddling Chu Hong's body, but she was no longer surprised by it now. The emperor's doting on his stupid son was definitely beyond their imagination.
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After saluting, Concubine Xian said, "Your Majesty, there are rumors in the harem that Concubine Song is pregnant, but there is no record of your concubine calling her to sleep with you, so..."
It was only now that Bai Xiyu knew that Song Ziyan was going to be pregnant, and his heart was in a panic again. Yu Chuhong's action was really fast enough. After these few days, his wife's stomach would be enlarged.
Then his guess just now is probably not true. Yu Chuhong hasn't touched a woman in these years, it may be just because he hasn't met one that makes his heart move.
It's been a long time since I saw such a righteous emperor.
But once Song Ziyan is pregnant, the other women in the harem will definitely not be able to sit still, and he has a very good chance to give Song Ziyan a halo during this time.
Of course, if you want to send the halo, you still have to break his brain to normal first.
Yu Chuhong covered Bai Xiyu's feet with both hands, and asked, "Has the imperial doctor checked her pulse?"
Concubine Xian looked down at the carpet under her feet, and replied, "Not yet."
"I haven't even checked the pulse, so what's the use of passing on this?" It sounds like Yu Chuhong is not in a good mood.
"It's my concubine's dereliction of duty." Concubine Xian quickly knelt down to plead guilty.
"Go on." Yu Chuhong waved his hand, and said to Concubine Xian: "Find an imperial doctor to give her a pulse. If she is really pregnant, let her take good care of her."
Yu Chuhong's words also made Concubine Xian immediately understand that something must have happened between him and Song Ziyan, so her plan was even more imminent. (83 Chinese.83.)