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Every day, Lady Lu and Empress Dowager Meng would come to Jinhua Palace to keep Song Qingning company and help her pass the time, and they would talk about women's topics.

In the past, Xie Xuanjin was in the side hall.

Although they are close by, and the noise from this side hall can be heard, there is still some obstruction, so there is less need to be discreet.

Sitting among several people like this is quite different.

His face was cold and stern, and he was taciturn. He possessed an imperial aura, and his presence and sense of oppression were not to be underestimated.

Lu spoke significantly less today.

Song Qingning noticed it, and so did Empress Dowager Meng.

"Is Xuanjin not busy today?" Empress Dowager Meng asked, noticing that he was refilling his tea and seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"not busy."

Xie Xuanjin replied.

As expected, they had no intention of leaving.

"In that case, Xuanjin will stay with Ning'er, and Jing Shu and I will come again tomorrow." Empress Dowager Meng was very concerned about Lu Jing Shu's feelings.

Jing Shu is introverted but has seen a lot in the world.

Xie Xuanjin's expressionless and unapproachable demeanor made even her, as his mother, feel a sense of oppression, making it difficult for her to speak recklessly.

"Ning'er, your mother will come to see you again tomorrow." Madam Lu stood up.

As soon as I got up, I heard the baby crying in the room.

"Eee-yah-yah," it seemed very anxious.

Both Madam Lu and Empress Dowager Meng were considerate of Song Qingning. In the past, when they brought the young prince, they would have the wet nurse hold him to the side, and only allow Song Qingning to hold him before leaving.

Qingning's body has not yet recovered, so she should not overexert herself.

The two of them and Xie Xuanjin shared this understanding.

But today, before the procedure was even finished, both Madam Lu and Empress Dowager Meng seemed to have forgotten the last thing: the baby's voice, which clearly sounded like a protest.

Mrs. Lu was taken aback.

In the past, Xie Xuanjin would always send the little prince away as soon as he was in Ning'er's hands.

He felt sorry for Ning'er's exhaustion, and Madam Lu was very gratified.

But right now...

Madam Lu glanced at Xie Xuanjin and saw that he was frowning, as if he was about to ask her to leave again.

But then Xie Xuanjin's voice rang out.

"Mother, Mother-in-law, let Heng'er stay in Jinhua Palace today."

Xie Xuanjin stood up as he spoke.

Both Madam Lu and Empress Dowager Meng were surprised, but Song Qingning was delighted, knowing that Xie Xuanjin had listened to her request from last night.

Not only Song Qingning, but Xie Heng, who was being held by the wet nurse, also seemed very happy. His babbling sounds, compared to his previous anxiety, seemed to have a hint of joy and anticipation.

Lady Lu and Empress Dowager Meng came to their senses.

Xie Xuanjin had already walked to the wet nurse's side, nimbly taking Xie Heng and holding him in his arms.

"Mother-in-law, Empress Dowager, please rest assured, I will take good care of Heng'er," Xie Xuanjin said solemnly.

Empress Dowager Meng and Lady Lu exchanged a glance. Before leaving, they asked the wet nurse to stay and repeatedly instructed her to take good care of the young prince.

But as soon as the two left, Xie Xuanjin sent the wet nurse away.

Only three people remained in the room.

When Song Qingning saw Xie Xuanjin carrying Xie Heng and heard the baby's babbling, she unconsciously opened her arms to welcome him into her embrace.

It had only been a little over two months, and as she opened her arms, Xie Heng also waved his arms.

Song Qingning thought it must be a mother and son's hearts connected, but then she saw Xie Xuanjin walk to her side, suddenly turn around, and sit down next to her.

He held Xie Heng in his arms, the baby in his arms waving its hands, as if trying to snuggle into Song Qingning's arms.

However, Xie Xuanjin had no intention of handing Xie Heng over to Song Qingning.

"You said you wanted to see him more, so I held him in my arms. You can look at him for as long as you want," Xie Xuanjin said, being very agreeable.

"..."

Song Qingning was slightly taken aback.

"It's not that I dislike him, but he's just too heavy. Your body hasn't recovered yet, so you mustn't suffer any further injury."

Xie Xuanjin spoke in a gentle tone.

Hearing the babbling in his arms, which seemed to be a protest, he couldn't help but frown. "Behave yourself, or you'll be confined to your grandmother's house for three months."

Confined for three months, he could no longer come to Jinhua Palace.

As if Xie Xuanjin's "warning" had taken effect, Xie Heng seemed resigned to his fate and nestled in Xie Xuanjin's arms. He still waved his hands, but no longer seemed to want to snuggle into Song Qingning's arms; it was more like he was trying to make his mother happy.

After that day, Xie Heng spent much more time at Jinhua Palace each day, and Xie Xuanjin would personally carry him so that the mother and son could spend time together.

Two more months have passed.

Song Qingning is in excellent health.

Xie Heng moved from Empress Dowager Meng's palace to Jinhua Palace, where he was personally cared for by Song Qingning.

Since Song Qingning recovered her health, ladies from prominent families have been coming to the palace to pay their respects.

Lady Anguo, Lady Mengqi, Lady Cui, and the two Lady Yangs, as well as Chu Yin, Rou'an, and the Princess Consort of Prince Li...

Each face was familiar to Song Qingning.

"Your Majesty is blessed with good fortune; I knew Your Majesty would be alright."

Although the women spoke in this manner, it was as if they were still feeling the lingering fear of surviving a calamity.

That night, at the birthday banquet, all the noblewomen were in the palace.

When Song Qingning gave birth, the noblewomen, though not in Jinhua Palace, waited for news in other places.

Everyone was overjoyed to hear that Song Qingning had given birth to a prince.

But then came the news that Song Qingning had fallen into a coma, and everyone's hearts were in their throats again.

I heard she was poisoned.

That poison can be deadly.

Fortunately, Song Qingning was still breathing.

The new emperor ordered a nationwide search for a physician with expertise in poisons, and eventually found one in the imperial prison.

That person's name was Su Ling.

She prepared the antidote and cured the poison, but Song Qingning still did not wake up.

"I want to thank all the aunties for remembering Qingning."

Song Qingning listened to Hongling recount many things that happened after she fell into a coma.

Hongling said that the ladies of noble families in the capital copied Buddhist scriptures every day, praying to the gods and Buddhas to bless them with a long life.

She said that the ladies of various prominent families were distributing porridge in various places to pray for her.

Song Qingning was deeply moved.

And Su Ling...

Song Qingning went to the imperial prison.

Inside the prison cells of the Imperial Prison.

Song Qingning saw Su Ling again.

"Your Majesty, you're awake!" Su Ling knelt down and bowed in delight upon seeing Song Qingning.

She prepared the antidote and cured Song Qingning of the poison.

At that time, the new emperor's heart was with Song Qingning, and he had no time to pay attention to her. She was sent back to the imperial prison.

However, the jailer took good care of her.

Song Qingning glanced at the layout of the prison; it didn't look like a prison at all, but rather like a woman's boudoir.

"I never expected that you would be the one to save me." Song Qingning walked up to her and helped her up. "Whatever you want, I can give you."

"really?"

Su Ling didn't hesitate.

Song Qingning nodded. "Really?"

"This humble woman wishes to return to the mountain," Su Ling said.

"Anything else?"

"I only want to go back to the mountain!" Su Ling repeated, then glanced at the dull-colored jade bracelet on Song Qingning's wrist before quickly looking away.

Song Qingning noticed her gaze.

She took off the jade bracelet and handed it to Su Ling, saying, "This jade bracelet helped me too, but ultimately, it was you who helped me. This bracelet is yours, it should be..."

Song Qingning wanted to say that it should be returned.

Before she could finish speaking, Su Ling refused with a look of horror: "Your Majesty, no! This jade bracelet is an aid to Your Majesty, but for me, it is a disaster!"

"This humble woman does not wish for it."

She didn't want it, and Song Qingning didn't force her. She took back the jade bracelet, took a hairpin from her hair, and handed it to Su Ling.

Su Ling was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"