After returning to the Marquis Mansion, I don’t know what Miss Song said to Mrs. Song, and Mrs. Song 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 go with 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 were just about to start eating, 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 come and accompany Song Wan from time to time.

The two of them naturally responded in succession.

After he left, Mrs. Song patted her chest lightly and said, "I thought the emperor was coming to have a meal, so I won't be able to eat this meal safely."

How dare you eat it? I wish I could put on wings and go 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 royal study to have a meal."

"He told his daughter that last time we had dinner together, mother and sister were afraid 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, mother is always worried in her heart and doesn't trust you. In this harem, the emperor only loves you.

There is always 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 for the sake of shooting targets. 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.

Finally, in the palace, the point is reached.

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 we destroy the whole Song family, 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 mouthfuls, 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 I 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 Zi Qi returns in triumph, it's best to invite him to the Sixth Department.

.”

He is considered an official, but has no real power.

"If my daughter is a princess this time, there will be no threat to the emperor, so there will be no problem." Song Wan knew Ji Huai well, and if she really wanted her to fall from this position, he 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 makes 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 does not shy away from touching me, and is not afraid that I will look 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 my concubine like that? It's bullying."

Hearing this, Ji Huai put another memorial aside, looked at her, and tapped her forehead lightly 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 that others will think you are deceiving." Your Majesty, I will accuse you of being a witch."

Although he said this, he was smiling, more like he was teasing her.

In fact, only you know best how two people get along and how the other person treats you.

Everyone thought 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, is able to spend time with her, and sometimes even hides nothing from her.

"Aren't I afraid that the emperor will be bored eating 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 spread the branches and leaves 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 think so 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 had not been like this in the past, so she explained uneasily, "I have always wanted to get close to the emperor recently. I have never felt this way before. It is probably because the daughter clings to her father. The little princess is responsible for this, and I cannot bear it."

"He will 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? You still have to worry about it." He looked a little disapproving.

"Making things for the emperor doesn't count as hard work. 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 mouthful of tonic soup by him, and she puckered 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 at this time, I feel that the emperor cares about me so much that no one else can enjoy this kind of 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 a word.”

"I will protect you."

Song Wan drank the tonic soup on the side of his mouth. It was obviously a bit bitter, but it tasted sweet in his mouth.

When I heard Qiu He say that the emperor favored her, I was just skeptical. As her mother said, it is not a problem to be too doting. The emperor allowed it to develop, and maybe in the end he said that she was bewitching the monarch and disturbing 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 someday. Can I ask 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 she wanted to prepare some small items for the child. This is also her wish. If she knows, she can prepare some 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."
To be continued...