Chapter 163
Chongfei Manual
When Wei Luo was four months pregnant, her belly started to show signs of pregnancy. It swelled a little bit more each day like a small, slowly ripening watermelon. Wei Luoâs greatest pleasure was to stand in front of her copper mirror that had a pattern of four birds flying around a sprig of blossoms and carefully look at her belly. She watched as her belly grew day by day. Everything was fine except for one small aspect. Her body was becoming increasingly rounder.
It was all because of Zhao Jie. He would bring food that was prepared in different methods back home every day. Today, it would be steamed duck with glutinous rice wine. The following days, it would be flaky, rolled pastries with pine nut filling, pig trotters with tofu, slowly stewed milky snow pear soup, and so on. There was only food that Wei Luo didnât want to eat. There wasnât any food that Zhao Jie wasnât able to obtain. As a result, Wei Luo quickly regained the weight she had lost a month ago.
Wei Luo was a girl that strived for perfection. She lowered her head to look at her slightly bulging waistline. Although her body remained slender, she was already dissatisfied with this sight. She couldnât help thinking about Liang Yu Rongâs large belly. Donât even mention Yu Rongâs waist. She wasnât even able to see her own toes. When Wei Luo thought about how she would become like that too, she felt slightly depressed and also somewhat scared.
Zhao Jie saw that she had been standing in front of the mirror for a long time without moving. He didnât know what she was thinking about, but he could see that her little mouth was pouting. He put down his book and asked with a smile, âWhat are you looking at thatâs making you so entranced?â
Wei Luo walked to the rosewood chair, stopped in front of Zhao Jie, turned around in a circle and melancholy asked, âHave I become fat?â
Zhao Jie chuckled and shook his head.
Wei Luo didnât believe him. She felt that he was only trying to make her feel better. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her waist. She continued, âMy waist has become thick.â
Zhao Jie cooperatively moved his hand up and down. How was it thick? It was the same as before. Her waist was so thin that just holding it could break it. There was only a slight curve at her lower abdomen. It was a very small, barely noticeable curve.
Zhao Jie comforted his young girl, âOur son is in your belly. If he doesnât grow bigger, how will he be able to come out?â
Wei Luo considered his words and felt that his words were reasonable. Her mood gradually calmed down. But, when she thought about this again, she felt there was something wrong with his words. She looked at Zhao Jie and asked, âWhy do you think itâs a son? What if itâs not a son?â
Angered, she directly asked, âDo you only want a son and not a daughter? If I give birth to a daughter, will you not care about her?â
There werenât even any signs of this happening yet, but she was already nervous. Zhao Jie held her fingers that had had been pointed at him in complaint and said with a smile, âWho said I didnât want a daughter? Ah Luo, you clearly know that I want a daughter more than anyone else.â
Zhao Jie wanted a daughter. To be more exact, he wanted Wei Luoâs daughter. He had thought about this before. Their daughter would definitely be as lovely as white snow and look like a cute rice ball baby. It would be the best if she looked exactly like Wei Luo. Then, he would be able to see Ah Luo holding a little Ah Luo while sitting on the couch when he returned home each day. Little Ah Luo would be babbling as she learned how to speak. As soon as he thought of days like this, he felt satisfied.
Wei Luo deliberately found fault with his words, âThen, are you going to dislike our child if heâs a boy?â
The more he spoke, the more he would be wrong. Zhao Jie smiled and chose to close his mouth without replying.
Wei Luo also felt that she was being slightly unreasonable, so she didnât continue to explore this topic with him. Anyways, the result would become apparent when the time came. Whether it was a boy or a girl, she would like her child the same amount. After all, this child was a piece of her flesh. All mothers like their children.
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Once autumn passed, it became winter. Each day became colder than the last.
Today was Emperor Chong Zhenâs birthday and there was a birthday banquet held at the palace. Because Emperor Chong Zhen had requested that everything be kept simple this year, the arrangements werenât grandiose. Other than the imperial family, only high officials and their families had been invited to Lin De Hall to celebrate his birthday.
Naturally, Zhao Jie and Wei Luo also had to attend this banquet. Zhao Jie had ordered people to buy a box that had a pattern of a dragon on each side of a pavilion and a statute of Shou Xin Gong on top of the box. This item was made with precious gems and intricate golden wires. It would be given to Emperor Chong Zhen as his birthday present.
During the birthday banquet, one after another, all of the ministers offered their presents and loudly recited classical longevity poems. This lingering sounds of these poems hovered above in Lin De Hall for a long time.
Wei Luo was sitting by Zhao Jieâs side. Fifth prince Zhao Zhang Zhang and his princess consort Gao Wan was sitting across from them. Emperor Chong Zhen had recently ended Zhao Zhangâs confinement and allowed him to leave his residence to attend this birthday banquet. On the surface, it seemed as if he had forgiven the fifth prince. In actually, he hadnât arranged for Zhao Zhang to be responsible for any governmental work. It seemed that he had the intention of giving Zhao Zhang a cold shoulder.
Even when the fifth prince and his princess consort went up to the Emperor Chong Zhen to offer birthday congratulations today, the emperorâs expression didnât show much joy.
Gao Wan had given birth to a son two months ago, but her complexion today didnât look as good as before. She probably hadnât taken care of her body after the fifth prince had been put under confinement. In addition, she had caught a cold after giving birth. Even though she was around the same age as Wei Luo, she looked much older than Wei Luo. Wei Luo looked at Gao Wan. In her mind, she decided that she would definitely properly take care of her body after she gave birth in order to return to her original state. She definitely wouldnât allow herself to look like Gao Wan.
Gao Wan turned her head and met Wei Luoâs eyes without any advance warning.
Wei Luo slightly froze. Soon after, she smiled normally. It could be counted as a greeting.
But, Gao Wan didnât treat her as warmly as before. She only glanced at her for a moment before silently looking away. She probably knew why Zhao Zhang had been put under confinement. When she faced Wei Luo, she wasnât carefree and relaxed anymore.
Wei Luo didnât care that much about Gao Wanâs change. Ninth prince and his princess consort were sitting to her left. The ninth princess consort, Sun Rong Yu, was a high officialâs daughter. She was a lively, charming, and lovable girl. As soon as she had sat down, she politely called Wei Luo, âSecond imperial sister-in-law.â When she greeted Zhao Jie, she was also natural and unrestrained in her conduct and speech. Wei Luo returned her greeting with a smile.
Zhao Jie and Zhao Chen would occasionally say a few words to each other. Wei Luo didnât have anything she needed to do. When the singers and dancers had dispersed and the banquet began, she lowered her head to eat the sweet and sour shrimp in front of her.
Wei Luo had only eaten two shrimps before she felt it was too bothersome to continue peeling the shrimp. And so, she wiped her hand and stopped eating the shrimp.
She took this time to look at the emperor and empress, who were sitting in the highest seats. Empress Chen was sitting by Emperor Chong Zhenâs side. She was faintly smiling and her bearing was completely dignified.
Emperor Chong Zhen was intent on improving the relationship between them. He ordered a servant to pour wine into the ceramic glaze cup in front of Empress Chen.
Empress Chen gracefully declined, âYour Majesty, thank you, but this consort canât drink wine.â
Surprised, the emperor incredulously asked, âThis emperor remembers that you used to⦠be able to drink wine.â When they had been in the army camps, Wan Wan hadnât cared about formality. She would occasionally sit with the soldiers and drink wine to celebrate. It wasnât like what she had just said. She didnât have any problems with drinking wine.
Empress Chen lowered her eyes. A long time later, she finally said, âThis consortâs stomach isnât well. Ten years ago, the imperial doctors have recommended that this consort drink less wine.â
Emperor Chong was even more surprised. If her words were true, then did this mean that she had been enduring pain every time she accompanied him with drining wine during social interactions with the court officials all these years during banquets? But, she had never mentioned this to him. Then, had she silently endured the pain by herself after going back to Zhao Yang Hall?
Emperor Chong Zhen grabbed Empress Chenâs hand. He didnât care that they were under the eyes of the public. His heart felt as if it had been tied into a hundred knots. He softly said, âWan Wan, this emperor has let you down during the past years. Could you forgive this emperor? This emperor promises to make up to you for all past mistakesâ¦â
Empress Chenâs expression didnât change as she took her hand out of his. She looked at the officials that were sitting below them and said, âThe birthday banquet hasnât ended yet. Your Majesty, please donât act discourteously.â
Emperor Chong Zhen felt as he was trying to fight against cotton. No matter what he said, it was futile. He felt deeply powerless.
His Wan Wan would probably never forgive him. The emperorâs heart felt desolate and empty. It felt as if someone had a carved out a piece of his heart. The heart wasnât logical, even drinking couldnât alleviate his heartâs pain
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When Wei Luo stopped looking at the emperor and empress, she saw that there were several peeled shrimps in her white porcelain plate that had a pattern of brightly colored peony flowers. She turned her head and saw that Zhao Jie was methodically peeling the shrimps for her. After he finished peeling another one, he placed it on her plate. With the corners of his lips curved and his eyes still focused on the shrimps, he asked her, âWhat are you looking at?â
Feeling touched, she asked, âHow did you know I want to eat shrimp?â
Zhao Jie slanted his head to glance at her. His phoenix eyes were smiling. âIs there anything about you that I donât know?â
Wei Luo opened and closed her mouth. She couldnât find any words to say.
A while later, after Zhao Jie had finished peeling half a plate of sweet and sour shrimp and used a towel to wipe his hands, he pushed her plate closer to her and said, âHere, you should eat it.â She previously had an obvious look of wanting to eat the shrimp, but she had stopped after finding it bothersome to peel the shrimp. However, her eyes kept sweeping down to look at the shrimp with an undoubtedly longing gaze.
On the side, the ninth princess consort saw this sight and showed an envious expression. When she looked at ninth prince Zhao Chen, her eyes clearly expressed, âLook at what heâs doing. Look at yourself.â
The ninth prince helplessly touched his nose. He used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised meat and placed it on Sun Rong Yuâs plate. He said, âHere, I know you like to eat this.â
Sun Rong Yu cast an annoyed look at him. She knew it wouldnât be good to express her temper towards Zhao Chen at this type of occasion, so she only flattened her lips and didnât willfully cause trouble. She obediently ate the braised meat.
Wei Luo would still occasionally feel nauseous. She had been sitting in Lin De Hall for such a long time and the surrounding voices were also too noisy, so she felt as if she was going to throw up soon. She had Jin Lu go over to Empress Chen to excuse her from the banquet. Then, she left Lin De Hall with her eyebrows furrowed.
Outside the hall, Wei Luo held a lacquered pillar that was decorated with dragons for support. She kept retching even after she threw up everything she had recently eaten. Her stomach felt very empty and uncomfortable.
Wei Luo eyes were red by the time she finally recovered from throwing up. Zhao Jie took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. âIf youâre not feeling well, we can go home right now.â
Wei Luo took the teacup that Jin Lu had brought over and rinsed her mouth. She snuggled up in Zhao Jieâs arms. A few moments later, she lightly nodded.
Zhao Jie ordered Zhu Geng to go and prepare their carriage and he returned to the hall to bid Emperor Chong Zhen and Empress Chen goodbye while Wei Luo stood outside the hall to wait. As she was waiting outside, she suddenly saw someone coming over here from the verandah across from here. There were octagonal lanterns hanging in the verandah, but the lighting was dim. Wei Luo saw that the person was wearing a lavender jacket with a pattern of eight treasures in Su style embroidery. Her skirt that was embroidered with golden butterflies was fluttering as she walked. It was Gao Qing Yang.
There was a brief moment before Gao Qing Yang changed her expression when she reached Wei Luoâs side. She saluted Wei Luo, âGreetings Your Highness.â
Although Gao Qing Yangâs expression now looked very natural, Wei Luo had still seen her previously sullen eyes. Wei Luo smiled in response and asked, âMiss Gao, why did you come out here too?â
Gao Qing Yang pursed her lips and was barely able to force herself to smile. âIt was too stuffy inside the hall, so I wanted to come out to walk around for a bit. Iâm going to go back inside now.â
Wei Luo didnât ask any further questions. She only politely said a few more words before letting her go back inside the hall.
Shortly after Gao Qing Yang left, Wei Chang Hong came by the verandah. He was wearing an indigo robe embroidered with a branching persimmon plant pattern. Seeing that Wei Luo was standing here alone, he couldnât resist furrowing his eyebrows and asking, âAh Luo, why are you here by yourself?â