Chapter 218
That day, Song Zhao on her way back to the palace, ordered Yun Shan:
"I remember the newly made Fairy Powder from the Imperial Medical Bureau. Little Fu Zi only brought back one basket, while Consort Chen's place must have taken more. Go over there and see how much is left, and bring it all back here."
Yun Shan followed the order.
Not long after the items were brought back to the palace, around dusk, Consort Yao came to visit Song Zhao at the Chang Le Palace.
Little Fu Zi went in to announce the visitor, but Song Zhao said:
"Just tell her I have been feeling weak lately and have gone to bed early. If she insists on visiting me, ask her to come back before noon tomorrow."
The next day, a little before noon, Consort Yao came as expected.
As soon as she entered the inner chamber, Song Zhao lying on the couch saw her very affectionately and wanted to get up to greet her. Consort Yao hurriedly took two steps to Song Zhao's couch and pressed her hand to gesture her not to get up,
"Sister, lie down, don't exert yourself."
Song Zhao half leaned against the headboard, held Consort Yao's hand amiably, and smiled:
"Why did you come on such a cold day, sister?"
Consort Yao said: "After sister gave birth, I only visited once. I have been very concerned about you in my heart. How have you been? Has everything been fine during the confinement?"
Song Zhao nodded slightly. Consort Yao took out a small square camphor wood box and gave it to her,
"This is a Nourishing Balm that is specially used to deal with abdominal laxity and pregnancy marks. You must accept it, sister."
"How can I?" Song Zhao pretended to push it away, "This thing is expensive. How can I ask for such a heavy gift from sister?"
Consort Yao quickly said, "We have lived together since you entered the palace and are close like sisters. Why be so polite with me? Are you trying to distance yourself from me?"
Only then did Song Zhao reluctantly accept the gift, "Sister cares about me and I always cherish the affection when we lived together."
Speaking, she beckoned Yun Shan, "Go and bring the Fairy Powder we prepared earlier for sister to take back."
Yun Shan went to fetch it upon command.
When Song Zhao looked over, Consort Yao couldn't help revealing a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
Song Zhao said, "It is hard to come by this stuff in the winter. I know sister always uses it, but Consort Chen loves to hoard everything. I was afraid she took it all and didn't leave any for sister, so I told Yun Shan to bring more back. It was meant to give to sister originally."
but Xiao Jingheng liked it.
Song Zhao had to admit that Xiao Jingheng was a man of meticulous thoughts. He deserved to be the Emperor, possessing all the qualities an Emperor should have, for better or worse, only more not less.
But the more meticulous a person's thoughts, the easier they fall into traps set by others without realizing it.
The wise are often misled by their own wisdom,
which is probably the reason.
-"His Majesty arrives!"
Then, the eunuch's announcement came from outside the hall.
Almost simultaneously with the announcement, Xiao Jingheng had already entered, pushing the door open.
Seeing him, Consort Yao was very delighted. She immediately got up and paid her respects,
"Your humble concubine pays respect to Your Majesty. May Your Majesty live long and prosper!"
Song Zhao also pretended to try getting up, but as expected, was held down by Xiao Jingheng on her shoulders.
Standing in front of the couch, Xiao Jingheng casually waved his hand for Consort Yao to rise,
yet didn't even glance at her. He only looked at Song Zhao, smiling,
"Busy congratulating others, how do you not have joyous news of your own?"
Song Zhao was slightly puzzled, "Your concubine has Cheng Yu. What greater joyous news could there be?"
"Adding happiness to happiness is considered great joy."
Xiao Jingheng sat on the edge of the couch, grasped Song Zhao's hand tight, gazed at her affectionately, and slowly said,
"You went through hardship bearing a noble son for me. It is a great achievement. I plan to bestow you the rank of Consort on an auspicious day."
Hearing this, Song Zhao's eyes widened in surprise, showing utter disbelief.
In her shimmering eyes was happiness tinged with panic,
allowing Xiao Jingheng to clearly discern her emotions at one glance.