When he saw that his mother consort liked it, the second prince had an idea in his heart and waved away all the palace attendants in the room, moved a soft stool and sat down at the bottom of Consort Rou, pressing his voice, “Mother consort, this soap is actually a gift from Song Wan Yue.”
Song Wan Yue?
Consort Soft looked at the Second Prince.
She knew that the Second Prince had taken Song Wangyue and Song Si under his command, but she hadn’t heard that the two had helped the Second Prince in any way.
The soap is made by the Meng family of Jiangnan, the in-laws of the Xu family, and is the first of its kind in the world.
There was really something going on, Concubine Rou touched her smooth hand and smiled coldly. Song Wan Yue was really not an ordinary little girl, she hadn’t done anything for her son yet, but she was using people first.
“This item is rare, sending it to the palace may not be out of the question.”
As for whether or not it could become an imperial merchant, that would depend on how capable Song Wangyue was.
“What my son means is that he would like to ask Mother Consort for her help.”
Concubine Soft raised her eyebrows, her soft face taking on a few more moments of coldness, “Is it Song Wangyue’s intention, or yours.”
“It is her wish, and also my son’s wish. The Meng family is one of the wealthiest families in Jiangnan, with both status and prestige, and he will surely be grateful if my son helps him become a royal merchant. If there is a time when my son needs money in the future, he will certainly spare no effort to help me.
“Also, Song Wan Yue said that she hopes that you and Concubine Xian will work together to make this happen.”
“With Concubine Xian?”
The Second Prince nodded, “Mother Consort think about what that means.”
Consort Zuo collected her coldness and lifted her tea, picking up the lid and slowly rubbing the rim, thinking about what Song Wangyue meant. Could it be that she had dragged the Ding Gongfu into this? Then she thought it was impossible, even if they supported it, the Ding Guo Mansion should support the Fourth Prince, not her son.
But if that was not the meaning, then what was?
“Mother Consort doesn’t need to think about it, it means what you think it means.”
Speaking of this, the second prince could not hide his excitement, “With this help from the Ding Guo Gongfu, my son is one step closer to that position.”
“Are you sure?”
Consort Zuo still had her doubts, fighting for that position was a dangerous matter, the slightest mistake would result in a total loss, the slightest being imprisoned, the most serious being death without a body, any uncertainty could not exist. The Prince of Ding has had a previous experience with the King of Qin, and will not take on another daughter of his.
“Song Si has surrendered to my son, and the Ding Duke will surely make a choice; if we take the initiative to give this step, he will go along with it.”
The first thing that I want to do is to take a sip of the tea that has gone a little cold to clear my head, and think about it for a long time before nodding slightly, “I know, this matter cannot be rushed, wait for me to probe Consort Xian first.”
Inside the study of the Duke of Ding’s residence.
Song Si explained his and Song Wan Yue’s intentions, and without much explanation, Duke Ding understood his intentions. He nodded, “I’ll tell your grandmother later, so that she can tell Concubine Xian when she goes to the palace tomorrow.”
“Just as long as grandfather doesn’t blame us for taking matters into our own hands.”
“How can you be blamed? You are also doing it for Consort Xian’s own good. By the way, how is Yao’er doing?”
“Drank half a bowl of Yue’er’s medicinal food, and slept when I came out.”
When she finished, she was shocked to realise that it had been an hour since she came out and was busy getting up, “If grandfather has no other orders, we will go back.”
“I went to the pharmacy this morning to find a hundred year old ginseng, you take it back and keep it ready.”
Song Si didn’t push back and took the ginseng, and Song Wan Yue and Song left the Ding Guo Gong Mansion.
At home, Xiao Yao had slept for more than half an hour, and Qing’er was overjoyed, for her own young lady had not slept so heavily for a long time.
“Miss, you’re awake.”
Xiao Yao nodded her head, but did not dare to get up immediately. This was how she used to be, as soon as she moved, she would vomit out every bit of what she had eaten.
Qing’er naturally knew this, and waited quietly for a quarter of an hour before she carefully helped her up and went to pour warm water again. Xiao Yao drank it down, one sip, two sips, three sips, with no desire to vomit, Xiao Yao covered her chest with some excitement and took two more sips.
Qing’er was even happier than she was, holding the water jar, her eyes unblinking, seeing that Xiao Yao still showed no sign of wanting to vomit, she happily put the water jar down on the table, turned and ran outside, “Quickly go and tell the aunt, Madam she ……”
Halfway through the sentence, he suddenly remembered that he could not say anything, and hurriedly changed his words, “Go to the kitchen and bring some more medicinal food over.”
The little maid, seeing how happy she was, also followed suit, answered crisply and ran quickly out of the kitchen.
Qing’er came back and lifted the water jar again, “Miss, do you want to drink some more?” Seeing her silly look of happiness, Xiao Yao smiled and her eyebrows were stretched, “No need. And ah, I just ate half a bowl of medicinal food before I went to bed, I can’t eat at all now.”
“You have to eat more, only when you eat more can the baby in your belly grow strong.”
Xiao Yao ran her hand up her stomach, “It must be a strong one, otherwise it wouldn’t be tossing me around so much.”
“Yes, yes, yes, it must be a strong one.”
When Song Si and Song Wan Yue both entered, they heard the subordinates say that Xiao Yao had not thrown up since she woke up. Song Si was overjoyed and said as she lifted her feet towards the house, “Yue’er, it seems that your medicinal food is working well, go and make some more.”
Song Wan Yue answered and went to the kitchen, asking the cooks to watch while she made it, telling them the steps and the heat.
The cooks listened very carefully.
When it was ready, it was served in bowls, and Song Wangyue brought it over to the kitchen, still without hearing the sound of vomiting.
Xiao Yao was really hungry, and even before Song Wan Yue entered the house, she smelled the aroma and looked at the door with bated breath.
Song Si had never seen her look like this before, and felt ridiculous and heartbroken. He quickly got up, walked out and took the bowl over, sat back on the stool, scooped a spoonful and put it to his mouth and blew on it before handing it to her mouth.
Xiao Yao was now in her right mind and realised that something was wrong, but she was so hungry that she didn’t care about Song Wan Yue’s presence and blushed as she ate.
Song Wan Yue could see her embarrassment and smiled, “I have made a lot of extra food and have them warming it on the stove, so you can have it whenever you want.
Xiao Yao wanted to see her off, but Song Si stopped her, “You’re not an outsider, don’t send her off, eat the medicinal food first.”
“Sister-in-law’s condition is just fine, don’t eat too much at once, eat less and more.”
Song Wangyue instructed.
Song Si didn’t even look back, “Got it, take care on your way.”
Song Wan Yue waved her hand towards Xiao Yao and came out ready to call out to Meng Jiao in her own house, but she saw Meng Jiao come in cheerfully from outside, carrying two boxes of pastries in her hands, and when she saw her, she darted over, “Yue’er, you’re back.”
“What are you …… doing?”
“You haven’t come back for so long, I was bored with idleness, so I had someone take me to our family’s pastry shop.”
After saying that, he smiled heatedly, “They saw that I liked the food, so they gave me some to eat as a snack in the evening.”
“It’s easy to gain weight by eating so many sweets at night.”
“No, I digest quickly, are you done yet? Are we going back to the Xu family tonight?”
“I’m going back now.”
Meng Jiao cheerfully stepped forward and took her arm, telling her how delicious the pastries were.
Seeing how happy she was talking, Song Wangyue didn’t remind her that the pastries were all made by herself.
When the carriage arrived at the Xu family’s entrance, the two of them had just gotten off the carriage when another carriage also stopped, Xu Cotoneaster, who had just left school, and Zhu Wen, who had come to dine, also got off the carriage.