When the meeting finally ended, everyone's expressions became stranger and stranger. Sun Miaoqing didn't know what was going on, so she thought that as long as she ran fast enough, trouble would not be able to catch up with her.
On the way back, we passed by Yikun Palace, a palace that used to be filled with singing and dancing. Because the empress in charge was ill, even the little eunuch guarding the gate had a serious look on his face and no longer held his head high as usual.
Waves of medicinal smell wafted out from Yikun Palace, and Sun Miaoqing felt bitter when he smelled it.
"I don't know when Concubine Hua's illness will be cured."
Liuli said, "The other empresses and mistresses all wish that Concubine Hua would heal more slowly. You are the only one in the entire palace who is really worried about her."
"You can just talk about this in private, and don't let other mistresses know. Otherwise, they may be alienated from you."
Sun Miaoqing said, "Although Concubine Hua is indeed not a good person, she has nothing against me."
"Not only that, but she cares and loves her like her own sister."
"Everyone in the palace sees this. If I don't care at all, they might secretly comment on how ungrateful I am without saying anything openly."
"Since you can't have it both ways, just follow your heart and have a clear conscience."
Over the years in the palace, I have seen a lot of how Concubine Hua suppressed others. Although Liuli is just a palace maid, cats have catwalks and dogs have dog holes.
There are many things that the empress and mistresses don't know, but they may not be able to hide them from the old slaves in the palace. I think she, Liuli, also comes from a wealthy family. Although her family is not an important figure in the family, she still has some connections.
Spending some money and serving it to Mr. Cheng was the most correct thing she did. Meeting a good master is a matter of great importance to a slave, and it is no different from marrying a beloved man.
Sun Miaoqing also knew that Liuli was doing it for her own good. She was worried that the Queen and others would regard her as Hua Pangpang's henchman and be implicated for no reason.
She is also afraid, but whether she will be seen as being in the same party as Concubine Hua, what she does is important, but not that important.
What matters is outside the palace. If she confronts Hua Pangpang, Nian Gengyao can kill Sun Zhuhe with his backhand.
If he secretly pledged his allegiance to Big Fat Orange and cooperated with others when the time came, he could still escape the disaster.
But thinking about the fate of those heroes in the play who had served Gengyao in ordinary times, Sun Miaoqing felt that direct loyalty would not work.
People who are on both ends of the spectrum will not please either of them. A traitorous servant will not end well, and neither will a traitorous minister.
As the saying goes, a good minister chooses a tree to rest on. Not everyone has the ability to say or do what he says.
Sun Miaoqing felt her head hurt, and she didn't know whether her brother and sister-in-law took the letters they sent back seriously.
*
Suzhou Sun Garden
After Sun Zhuhe read the letter in his hand, he put it into the incense burner and watched it turn into ashes.
Mrs. Zhao had a feeling that a daughter in our family had grown up, "After Miao Qing entered the palace, she was really different from before. She can see these things more clearly than before."
Sun Zhuhe was also very touched. He always felt that his sister was spoiled and did not have the ability to live in the palace.
After knowing that Sun Miaoqing was selected, Sun Zhuhe sent a lot of lubricants to Yikun Palace. Of course, there was no shortage of gifts from General Nian.
In this generation of the Sun family, he was considered to be wealthy. Seemingly wealthy and wealthy, he is actually just a reed on the wall. He is top-heavy and has no connections at all in the palace.
Therefore, when he knew that his sister had entered the palace, she was favored with great favor. Within a few days of serving the emperor, she was made a noble person.
Although I am happy, I can't help but have some doubts, even though the child is my own. But Miaoqing's appearance is indeed not the kind that men like. The emperor's preferences are really unpredictable.
However, the madam said that the nun who came from the palace to teach was very talented, and in just two months, Miaoqing was completely transformed.
Coupled with the 18 changes of women, they become more and more beautiful. Miaoqing is now as tender as a small onion, and water can come out of it in just one pinch. It is not surprising at all to be liked by the emperor.
Although Sun Zhuhe felt that his wife's words were somewhat watery, they were not too outrageous. He was only happy and proud. He couldn't help but think that if Miaoqing could give birth to a prince for the emperor, then he would not need anything from now on. Sad.
After reading the secret letter sent back, Sun Zhuhe sighed that his sister had grown up, but he couldn't help but frown.
Miaoqing had only been in the palace for a few days, how did she know about such a secret matter?
When Mrs. Zhao saw that Sun Zhuhe was silent, he was stuck there like a piece of wood, motionless. Impatiently, he pushed his shoulder and pulled Sun Zhuhe back, who was immersed in his thoughts.
"I'm talking to you, did you hear me? I couldn't say a word for a long time, and I don't know what I was thinking!"
Sun Zhuhe said, "It's because of my husband that I neglected my wife. I will apologize to you for my husband's fault."
After saying that, Sun Zhuhe stood up, bowed to Mrs. Zhao, and uttered words of apology until he made Mrs. Zhao laugh.
Zhao said, "We are an old married couple, and yet we are still trying to do this. But what was the master thinking about just now? Is there any difficulty?"
Sun Zhuhe said, "You have also read the letter just now."
Zhao nodded. She had heard Sun Miaoqing's thoughts before about most of the things above. During her return, she did not express this directly to Sun Zhuhe.
After all, this thing was so bizarre that she still felt dazed by it sometimes, wondering whether she had remembered it wrong or had a demonic disorder.
Sun Zhuhe continued, "The two biggest contributors to the Emperor's smooth accession to the throne are General Nian and Lord Longkodo."
"Concubine Hua is the sister of General Nian, and she has been avoided by the emperor for many years. Who would suspect that the emperor was afraid of the two of them so early on, for no reason."
"I thought about it carefully. Although this was unexpected, it is also reasonable. But what puzzles me the most is, how did Miao Qing know?"
"The harem is secretive, and those who work for the emperor are so careless?"
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it gets dark early. At this time, the sky outside the window has already darkened.
Zhao sneered at Sun Zhuhe's words. Fortunately, he is still an official, so he can't understand this.
Zhao said, "Prudent? Is this possible with caution?"
Sun Zhuhe asked, "What do you mean, madam?"
Mrs. Zhao said, "I am also a woman, so I naturally know how a woman feels. Concubine Hua has not seen her fetus for a long time, and more than one doctor from the imperial hospital has checked her pulse."
"Besides, this Huanyixiang is prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and delivered to Concubine Hua every month. How many people did it go through?"
"Also, the Emperor is on guard against Concubine Hua. Sir, do you think the Queen Mother knows about this? Does the Queen know about it? Do their confidants know about it?"
"There are so many people, not to mention your fingers, you can't even count them with your toes and a few two wheels. Do you still think this matter is very secretive?"
"I thought she was Aunt Ruolan. I know this very well. Miaoqing has been smart and kind to people since she was a child. It's not surprising that she discovered this accidentally."
Sun Zhuhe suddenly realized that it was right. If only one person knew it, it was a secret. If so many people knew it, they could only hide it from the person involved.
