Chapter 600: Chapter 600. Food Delivery Lady
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
This matter deeply concerned Su Qing. She wondered if any court official could restrain her actions.
Xiao Zeyu, with a mysterious smile, hinted, “You’ll find out soon enough. I have already arranged for his arrival.”
“Wait, who could it be?” Su Qing pondered, feeling a sense of unease at the thought of who it might be.
“It’s your mother,” Xiao Zeyu revealed with a seemingly innocent smile. He recalled Su Qing’s aversion to her mother’s strict teachings, but she didn’t dare oppose her mother.
Knowing that Su Qing respected and slightly feared her mother, Xiao Zeyu swiftly arranged for his mother-in-law to come to the palace. He planned for her to stay with Su Qing until their child’s birth, allowing him to attend to his royal duties without worry.
Su Qing looked at him with a mix of helplessness and dismay in her eyes.
“I just secured a victory over Japan for you, and this is how you repay me?”
“It’s for the best,” Xiao Zeyu assured her, noticing how even the intrepid Su Qing seemed uneasy at the mention of her mother.
He approached, holding her hand gently, and advised, “Qing’er, please sit and rest. Wait for your mother, and don’t overexert yourself.”
Su Qing glared at him resentfully, but Xiao Zeyu was not angry. He pulled Su Qing to a chair and personally massaged her shoulders,
“Qing’er, you’ve worked hard in the war. Your husband will give you a massage.”
Why did Su Qing feel afraid of being punished after doing something terrible?
Yang Ruxue brought her son to live in the palace. She accompanied Su Qing every day and didn’t let her do anything. She didn’t even allow her daughter to farm. She could only sit on the phoenix chair and give orders.
Su Qing had nothing to live for. She was used to being busy. How would she live if she suddenly had to live like a princess?
Xiao Zeyu first hired a Beijing opera troupe for Su Qing. Su Qing complained that the babbling made her want to hit someone. Xiao Zeyu then ordered people to invite Hebei opera to the palace to relieve Su Qing’s boredom. Su Qing also complained that it was too noisy.
Little Chen hopped in. He had learned a new set of sword techniques today. The little guy was obsessed with it. He had been practicing until now. His little face was red, and his big eyes were bright. He was as cute as a lucky boy.
Xiao Qi followed behind Little Master silently. After returning to the palace, she became a nursery auntie again. During the day, she accompanied Little Chen to practice martial arts; at night, she accompanied Little Chen to sleep as his plush toy.
Xiao Qi looked forward to the birth of Su Qing’s child, thinking that caring for one more child wouldn’t be much different than just one.
“Little Chen, have you had a busy day?” Xiao Zeyu gently asked his young brother-in-law, holding him up with a smile.
“I’ve been learning the Soaring Cloud Sword Technique,” Little Chen replied in his childlike voice.
He seemed at ease with Xiao Zeyu, snuggling into his arms and playfully reaching for the glowing pearl on Xiao Zeyu’s royal crown.
“Do you find this pearl interesting?” Xiao Zeyu inquired, smiling at his brother-in-law’s fascination with the pearl. His affection for Su Qing and her family was evident.
“Little Chen, be careful with that,” Yang Ruxue interjected, her face turning pale with worry.
Despite Xiao Zeyu’s approachable demeanor, he was still the Emperor and her son’s playful gesture of the pearl on his crown could be seen as a severe offense.
“Mother-in-law, don’t worry. If Chen likes it, he can have it,” Xiao Zeyu reassured his mother-in-law with a smile and even took the bead from his crown to give to Little Chen.
Su Qing observed Xiao Zeyu’s affectionate behavior towards Little Chen and wondered how much more he would dote on their child once he was born.
“Come and try some corn,” Su Qing invited Xiao Zeyu as the palace maids served cooked corn.
Xiao Zeyu, enjoying the corn, commented, “This is excellent. Our people will no longer face food shortages with corn and potatoes.”
As he spoke, he ate the corn with a refined manner, though inwardly, he preferred to eat more heartily. Being the Emperor required him to maintain a specific image.
“Yes, I’ve arranged for the corn to be processed into seeds and distributed across the cities and counties. Within three years, we should have a widespread cultivation. This will help eliminate hunger in the nation,” Su Qing explained, having obtained these high-yielding and drought-resistant seeds.
Xiao Zeyu, impressed, playfully said, “Qing’er, you’re like the nation’s guardian of the grain.”
Su Qing smiled at the compliment, pleased with the moniker.
Just then, an urgent message arrived, “Your Majesty, there’s an urgent report requiring immediate attention..