The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Chapter 17 Only the dragon chair can bring peace
  Song Jingzhang's steps were a little urgent,

Just now, Zhao Youzheng hurried over to report that his mother-in-law had been declared the imperial physician, so he rushed back to the palace anxiously.
  Maybe he was walking in a hurry, there was some wind in his chest, and there was an unstoppable itching in his throat.

But he didn't care at all and just strode into the palace.

Seeing Song Jingzhang's figure, Aunt Ping who was standing by the side quickly came closer and reported, "Your Majesty, Prince Yong is here."

Concubine Xian, who was on the bed covering her forehead with one hand, heard the sound and struggled to open her eyes, "Zhang'er is here."

"Mother Concubine." He quickly stepped forward and took Concubine Xian's hand, "How do you feel?"

He turned around and looked at Aunt Ping next to him, "Where is the imperial doctor? Why can't you see the imperial doctor guarding you?"

Aunt Ping didn’t dare to say anything.

Concubine Xian saw him stepping out to ask the imperial doctor in person, so she couldn't help but stop him, "Zhang'er, don't be anxious, it's just some old problems. Doctor Wu came to see him just now, it's nothing serious."

His attitude was so insistent that Song Jingzhang had to stop.
  Silence sat back on the bed and held Concubine Xian's hand tightly.

When Aunt Ping saw this, she couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart.

The Concubine Xian has a beautiful appearance, but her background is not high. She was only a palace maid of the Clothing Bureau. Her success as a concubine was all due to the support of the imperial concubine.
  I have been very cautious these years, never trying to gain favor through tricks.

After she became pregnant with His Highness, she never stepped out of the room except to say hello.

Fortunately, the imperial concubine wanted to use her to have a child from the beginning and was willing to protect her. Otherwise, His Highness King Yong would not be here today.

But things are so coincidental. Less than a month after Concubine Xian gave birth to the third prince, Concubine Xian was pregnant.
  Who would want to raise a son for someone else when he could have one?
  Fortunately, the imperial concubine is not a vicious-hearted person, so she left the empress and the third highness behind.
  Although the two of them were not doing well, they still stuttered and had a place to hide.

The Third Highness grew up day by day, and then the Emperor remembered that there was someone like the Empress in the harem. Taking into consideration the face of the Third Highness, the Emperor slowly mentioned the Empress' status to the Concubine Xian.
  But still not favored,

Over the years, the empress has become accustomed to being cautious and timid. She is even more worried that her background will drag down His Highness the Third Prince. She usually keeps a low profile as long as she can.

In other words, two years ago, His Highness the Third Prince got married, and there was a Third Prince Concubine from a noble family to take care of him, so things got better.
  Now that the Third Highness has conferred the title of King Yong, the empress was not only happy on the first day, but shrank back on the second day, fearing that her own background would be talked about and smear her son.

His Highness the Third Highness is not aware of this, and has said it several times openly and secretly.
  But the empress seemed not to hear her, and she was so stubborn. His Highness had no choice but to do his best to obey.

As the personal servant of the Concubine Xian, she could understand her thoughts very well and was moved by her devotion to motherhood.

But as I watched His Highness grow up, I felt very sorry for him when I saw him feeling anxious and blaming himself because his mother and concubine were so considerate of him but unable to change the situation between mother and son.

Aunt Ping was sandwiched between the two of them. She had watched this silent scene countless times, and she couldn't help but feel sad for the two masters.

Xu Shi noticed that her son was restless, so Concubine Xian raised her hand and patted his arm.

"The mother-in-law knows her health well. Zhang'er, you don't need to worry too much. Although you are busy with your errands, you must also pay attention to your health and don't overwork yourself."

"Don't worry, mother and concubine, and save your son." Song Jingzhang twitched the corner of his mouth and tried his best not to think about anything else.

"Well, yesterday I went to pay my respects and heard the good news from Concubine Shu. The concubine of the fifth family has given birth to a grandson. In total, there are three sons and one daughter. You are three years older than the fifth family, but now there is only one attendant in the backyard. I’m pregnant.”

"My son has only been married for less than two years. Besides, we can't say for sure what heir will be. Why should mother and concubine be so anxious? As long as you take good care of yourself, are you worried about not being able to have a grandchild?"

"I'm afraid that my son will have too many heirs in the future, and they will all have fun around you, and you won't be able to bear it!"

Concubine Xian imagined that scene, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised slightly.
  "Okay, concubine, I'll just wait for that day!" The atmosphere became harmonious,

Aunt Ping looked on and couldn't help but laugh too.

After chatting for a while and watching Concubine Xian sleep with his own eyes, Song Jingzhang left with peace of mind.

"Your Majesty is in good health, but they are all minor problems. She is just greedy for the jasmine in the courtyard. After enjoying it for a while, the cool breeze blew, which caused a headache. Your Highness does not need to worry too much."

Aunt Ping saw each other off, guiding the way while whispering,

Song Jingzhang nodded and stopped in front of the palace door, "My mother and concubine still have to worry about me. Please give me more comfort on weekdays. Your health is important."

"I understand, I will comfort you."

"Although Your Majesty has chosen the location of the palace for me, it will still take two or three years after the palace is completed. It will not be possible to move for a while. I also ask my mother to tell my mother and concubine to be at ease. If anything happens, come here in time. A message from the prince."

"Yes, slave, please don't worry."

Song Jingzhang thought about it for a while, and when he saw that he had given all the instructions that needed to be given, he made a gesture and left.

"Mommy, stay."

Aunt Ping said happily, "Send me off to Your Highness."

After leaving Zhongcui Palace,
  Song Jingzhang's heart was still very heavy, as if there was a big stone blocking his chest. His breath could not go up or down, and it was silent in his internal organs. He wanted to break his whole body and mind, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Not enough, still not enough,
  The position of King Yong is nothing at all. Hidden under this extremely luxurious wall are monsters that eat people without spitting out their bones.

He must have more power so that his mother and concubine can live comfortably, so that people outside dare not mention his origin anymore.
  Song Jingzhang looked far away to the highest point in the imperial city.

Just climb to that position,

They, mother and son, don’t need to look at other people’s faces at all.
  Only the dragon chair could withstand the humiliation and resentment that had been burning in his heart for many years.

I walked aimlessly, bypassing the bluestone roads.
  I don’t know when small drops of rain began to fall from the sky.
  "Sir, where are you going out of the palace?" Zhao Youzheng asked cautiously, seeing that his direction did not look like he was going back to the prince's residence.

Song Jingzhang paused slightly and glanced at Zhao Youzheng coldly when he regained consciousness.
  Concubine Xian’s words echoed in my mind involuntarily again,

The fifth child is three years younger than you, and now he has three sons and one daughter...

He turned around and said, "Go to Shen's place."

----split line----

The drizzle in the sky did not affect Gu Wanyu's sleep at all.

Even because of the patter of rain, it feels more like being in Yangzhou.
  She slept particularly well that night.

The sun shines brightly on the second day,
  Nanny Lin came over early and served her breakfast with Zhuer Guoer before starting to practice the rules.

His attitude became more and more respectful. Except for teaching the rules, he rarely spoke.
  "Don't swing your arms too much. Madam, please straighten your waist... Yes, that's it. Madam is smart... Handkerchief, salute, yes..."

　I convinced myself. I fell asleep while typing just now. Fortunately, I woke up, otherwise I would update the calendar today with 0
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)