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On this day, they unexpectedly gathered again at the Small Tavern. Sang Qingxiao was annoyed with them, wielding a feather duster to block their entrance. Do you know that ever since I moved to the court, I have been asked dozens of times by customers every day?
"Miss Sang, what will you do when Yongxin Marquis becomes Consort? Are you going to be a Consort or a Concubine? Can a Consort take concubines? Can a Consort or Concubine have children? Whose surname will the children carry?"
I could hardly bear to hear the word "concubine," and I didn't want to see any of you. Until my feelings are resolved, don't appear before me.
Qi Xiaomian approached with an apologetic smile. "Xiaoxiao, let me help you drive away the instigator."
"Get lost."
Hearing her words devoid of anger, Qi Xiaomian smiled ingratiatingly. "I don't want to see her either, but we have to meet. Feelings need resolution, and since we happened to run into each other, it's a good opportunity to talk. Xiaoxiao, can you lend me a place?"
"Outside, diagonally across at The Office of Censors. It's an easy walk; no need to see me off."
"No, I want to talk right under your nose. With you watching, I feel more at ease. Aren't you worried she might take advantage of the situation and bully me?"
"Tsk tsk, it sounds like you're the delicate one."
"She has been eyeing me for a while now. Not just her; those ministers behind her and even the Great Yu Emperor. I'm outnumbered and terrified."
"I haven't had your cooking in days."
"I just sent breakfast this morning; did you feed it to the dogs?"
"Misha made it."
"Oh, so you tasted it?"
"Of course! Your cooking is so distinctive that I could recognize it with my eyes closed. Misha can't compare."
"A few days ago in the palace, I had a greasy Pork Knuckle that made me nauseous; I vomited several times that night. You've sent me porridge for days now, and it's bland. Why don't you make something delicious for me?"
"Get lost! I'm in a bad mood and don't feel like moving."
"Then should I cook for you?"
"I won't eat it; I'm afraid you'll poison me."
"Then—"
At that moment, Huayang Princess cleared her throat. "You two, with all this bickering, we could have finished our discussion by now. Let's get straight to the point; after we're done, you'll have plenty of time for your sweet nothings."
Qi Xiaomian immediately turned to her. "Isn't it all because of you? Huayang Princess, your betrayal is quite impressive! Just the day before yesterday, I was helping you cover up, and the next day you throw me into such dire straits. What grudge do I hold against you that makes you want to retaliate like this?"
Seeing that the two had already started their conversation, Sang Qingxiao could no longer rush them. She returned to the counter and lowered her head to continue with her unfinished tasks.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I cannot disobey."
Qi Xiaomian asked her what the Great Yu Emperor truly meant. He seemed to underestimate her; ten cities were nothing. If she truly got angry, even the dozens of small cities along the Dayu border would not be enough for her to seize.
Huayang expressed his apologies once more. "The Emperor didn't tell me, but I suspect it’s a scheme to sow discord between you and Xuande Emperor, trying to pull you back in."
He recalled that there had been scouts who reported first that the relationship between her and His Majesty was in jeopardy. Only later did they come up with the title of Consort. The Emperor hadn't even consulted anyone before making that decision; there were those who opposed it at the time, but he ignored them completely, stubborn in his views.
Qi Xiaomian asked her if she was now qualified to communicate with the Great Yu Emperor.
"After two or three exchanges," she replied.
"Then please write a letter by hand, or I can write one myself. My worth is not just ten cities; besides, it’s not even in my hands. That Emperor of yours shows no sincerity at all."
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