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Xie Xuanjin's tall figure stood between the two.

The Empress Dowager's words left Song Qingning with no way out.

If she refuses, she will be accused of being unfilial.

"Royal Grandmother..."

Xie Xuanjin was not afraid of the charge of "filial impiety".

Even if it's unfilial, he'll bear the consequences.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the person behind him tugged at the back of his shirt.

Xie Xuanjin frowned, turned around and saw Song Qingning shaking her head at him.

"I am so grateful for the Empress Dowager's concern for me, I dare not refuse," Song Qingning said, winking at him.

It seems to be saying: There's no need to clash with the Empress Dowager for her sake.

The Great Jing Dynasty valued filial piety.

If the Empress Dowager seizes upon Xie Xuanjin's mistake and makes a fuss about it, it will be even more counterproductive.

The Empress Dowager immediately instructed the nanny who had accompanied her in, "Please invite the imperial physician in."

That imperial physician was her trusted physician.

She promoted him personally.

When the imperial physician entered, Song Qingning was already prepared.

The imperial physician took the pulse through a silk handkerchief.

Before we arrived, the Empress Dowager had instructed us to carefully examine Consort Song's body for any abnormalities, but her pulse...

After a while, the imperial physician stopped.

"How is it? Is there anything unusual about the baby in your belly?" Song Qingning asked impatiently.

The imperial physician reported truthfully: "Her Majesty's pulse is stable, and the fetus in her womb is healthy."

Song Qingning: "And what about me? Am I feeling unwell?"

"Her Majesty's health is also fine."

The imperial physician then carefully reported some details.

In conclusion, both mother and child showed no abnormalities.

"In that case, Grandmother can rest assured," Song Qingning said with a smile.

This result was within her expectations.

The imperial physician had already examined her, and if another imperial physician were to come up with a different conclusion, it wouldn't change anything.

The Empress Dowager's smile had already frozen.

Is there anything wrong with it?

Song Qingning sleeps all day, how could there be nothing unusual about her?

Could the news be fake?

Seeing the look in her eyes, Song Qingning's smile widened. "Grandmother, with the imperial physicians available, you can rest assured!"

He seemed to notice that her brows were furrowed, and she didn't seem at ease.

"Grandmother, are you still not reassured? Shall we send another imperial physician to take a look?"

Song Qingning's suggestion was very thoughtful, as if the word "filial piety" was written all over her head.

The Empress Dowager was seething with anger.

Today she brought the imperial physician with her. If Song Qingning is truly unwell, she will find an opportunity to use this as a pretext to force Xie Xuanjin to take a concubine.

But now, everything seems normal.

All her original plans could not be carried out.

"Since you and the baby in your womb are both healthy, I am naturally relieved and there is no need to summon the imperial physician again." The Empress Dowager suppressed her displeasure and forced a smile.

Seeing Xie Xuanjin's displeased expression.

The Empress Dowager ultimately dared not offend her grandson too much, and the relationship on the surface still had to be maintained.

After weighing the options, she added with a touch of affection, "Xuanjin, this is your first child. As your grandmother, I am naturally anxious. I hope you won't mind my concern."

"Your grandson wouldn't dare," Xie Xuanjin said.

Even so, the coldness on his face showed no sign of warming up.

The Empress Dowager looked embarrassed.

It seems like they've been humiliated and are trying to regain their pride.

Seeing Song Qingning's smiling face, she was easier to handle than Xie Xuanjin. "Qingning, do you understand your grandmother's good intentions?"

"I understand, I understand, Qingning naturally understands," Song Qingning said.

The aroma of the dishes on the table wafted over.

Perhaps because I had been hungry for so long, the food I had just eaten had only whetted my appetite.

Song Qingning was focused on getting her grandmother to leave "at ease" so she could continue her meal.

His desire to see the Empress Dowager off was so strong that his smile widened, and his docile appearance made the Empress Dowager feel somewhat dazed.

In a daze, I felt that Song Qingning was indeed much easier to manipulate and fool than Xie Xuanjin.

Unlike Meng Fu, who resorts to underhanded tactics.

The Empress Dowager thought of the babies and actors that Meng Fu had brought over last time, which kept her awake day and night, and she had a headache again.

As she cleared her mind, a thought popped into her head.

"It's good that you understand your grandmother's good intentions."

The Empress Dowager sensed Xie Xuanjin's unrestrained and chilling aura and did not linger.

He spoke some words of concern to Song Qingning, and then led the imperial physician and the nanny away from Jinhua Palace.

As soon as she left, Song Qingning felt relieved and didn't waste a moment.

Sit down and have your meal.

Seeing that she was eating with relish, Xie Xuanjin's earlier fierce demeanor dissipated.

He served the dishes to Song Qingning.

These days, whenever Song Qingning wakes up, Xie Xuanjin accompanies her to meals. At first, Song Qingning was very apprehensive when he served her food.

The emperor, a man of great stature, served her meals.

This is something that people might gossip about.

He persisted, and after several times, Song Qingning got used to it.

After Song Qingning finished his meal, the head eunuch relayed a message that Minister Cui was requesting an audience. Xie Xuanjin then left and went to the Imperial Study.

In the past, when Song Qingning woke up, she would be awake for several hours.

Song Qingning is now forbidden from touching swords, and when he is bored, he can only read military books to pass the time.

Song Qingning was reading a military book under the shade of a tree in the courtyard.

The Empress Dowager has come again.

This time she didn't bring the imperial physician, but instead brought a woman.

The woman was dressed in pink, with delicate features and a very well-behaved appearance.

Song Qingning had heard that her grandmother had brought her distant cousin's granddaughter into the palace, and this must be the woman in question.

As expected, they exchanged greetings.

The Empress Dowager then introduced Song Qingning: "Qingning, this is my grandniece, named Ya Rong. I am getting old and need someone to talk to and keep me company, so I selfishly summoned her to the palace to keep me company."

"She has relieved my boredom, but she is still a young girl, and it's not good for her to be without someone her own age to keep her company."

"In this palace, you are the only young woman, and you are the same age, so I thought I would let you get to know each other, and maybe you can become sisters."

sisters?!

Song Qingning grasped the key point.

Previously, the Empress Dowager said that the Empress Dowager summoned this grandniece to the palace to place people in Xie Xuanjin's harem.

In retrospect, the Empress Dowager's guess was correct.

But why is she suddenly bringing people here?

"Qingning, I need to go to the temple to worship these few days, so I'll leave Yarong here. Please take care of her for a few days." After saying this, the Empress Dowager left without giving Song Qingning a chance to refuse, leading the nanny away.

Song Qingning was left with a puzzled look on her face, and had no choice but to leave this "grandniece" behind.

"Your Majesty, I will not disturb you. I will just read my book from the side." Xue Yarong seemed to know what was good for her.

She was quiet and harmless.

As docile as a rabbit.

"Rabbit? Rabbits can bite too!" Hongling muttered beside Song Qingning.

She was on high alert, like a shield protecting Song Qingning at all times.

Song Qingning smiled.

She was trying to guess the Empress Dowager's intention in placing the person with her.

Was it to monitor her? Or to let this "grandniece" find an opportunity to get close to Xie Xuanjin while she was here?

"Perhaps both!"

As Song Qingning pondered, drowsiness crept over her.

Just then, a commotion arose outside, and then Hongling rushed in, looking flustered.

"Your Majesty, something has happened! The Emperor is injured..."

Song Qingning was so frightened that she was no longer sleepy and got up to walk out the door.

As they walked, they asked, "How did you get injured?"

Hongling's expression was strange. After hesitating for a moment, she finally replied, "Yes, she is the Empress Dowager's grand-niece..."