A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 348: Who Doesn’t Want to Climb Up?

The palace was just like this.

To win favor, it was not enough to just say a few sweet words or play the emotion card.

There had to be substantial benefits involved.

So, Xia Ruqing was famously kind to her servants.

She was also famously good at winning people’s hearts.

Xia Ruqing believed that she did not need them to bring her any great benefits.

All she hoped for was that if she ever truly fell from grace, they would not kick her while she was down.

...

Xia Ruqing had already fallen into slumber long ago.

The rest of the palace had also gone to sleep.

After all, with the Empress in power, no one dared to say anything.

Since they could not become the Empress themselves, at most, they would just have to flatter her more in the future.

Life went on as usual.

But it was different for Noble Concubine Shih, who spent almost the whole night awake.

With the Empress rising again, she was the one most on edge.

The more Noble Concubine Shih thought, the more panicked she grew, clutching the quilt tightly and burying herself in it.

It was as if burying herself would allow her to avoid facing the harsh reality.

Noble Concubine Shih was truly afraid, so frightened that she did not know whether to submit or to stand up and fight again.

After all, causing any more trouble would surely spell her doom.

During the night, Noble Concubine Shih thought for a long time before finally gritting her teeth.

Aside from enduring, she knew no other way out.

From doing whatever she pleased before, now she, too, had to learn to endure.

Noble Concubine Shih let out a bleak laugh. "Heh heh..."

...

Over there, Honored Lady Shih lay on her bed, also unable to rest easy.

The Empress’s kind attitude towards her was unnerving.

Even if she was somewhat dim-witted, she still understood the palace’s overall situation clearly.

After much pondering and failing to understand, she had to let it go.

Before sleep, she kept touching her stomach.

"Two months already, huh? You’re still small, aren’t you?"

There was a little life inside her stomach, soon to call her ’Mother’.

Honored Lady Shih felt sweetness in her heart. She closed her eyes and, while touching her belly, soon fell asleep.

...

The next day, the weather was still good.

The Mid-Autumn Festival had passed.

The Empress announced that for the next few days, there was no need to come pay respects. Everyone had worked hard and should rest well.

Xia Ruqing did not need to go pay respects in the first place, so now she felt even more justified in resting.

She slept in until late morning before getting up.

It could not be helped; pregnant women are prone to sleepiness.

She got up, washed, and a meal was served at just the right temperature.

One glance was enough to tell it was freshly made, not kept warm on a stove until now.

Take the crispy pan-fried dumplings, for example; they needed to be fried until crunchy to taste good.

If kept warm in a pot, they would have become soggy and unappetizing.

Or consider the sour bamboo shoot and chicken soup noodles; they would start to go mushy if left for longer than the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

That would make them inedible.

Xia Ruqing looked at the table full of freshly made dishes in front of her.

She ate with a smile.

Pan-fried dumplings, small wontons, chicken soup noodles—each dish was exquisitely prepared.

Xia Ruqing sampled each one and finished with a bowl of black chicken soup before putting down her spoon and chopsticks.

Zi Yue saw that the bowls were empty and was very happy.

"My lady’s appetite is getting better and better. The Little Prince is growing!"

Xia Ruqing gently patted her round belly, looking a bit worried.

"Ah, I am going to gain weight!"

Zi Yue glanced at her and said in surprise, "You’re calling this fat?"

Of course, Zi Yue definitely could not say this out loud.

Nevertheless, Xia Ruqing thought of it herself.

Consort Ning used to be just plump, but since this year, she had become progressively heavier.

Now, with her not-so-tall stature, she weighed a full one hundred and twenty catties.

In the Harem filled with slender-waisted beauties, this was exceedingly rare.

Naturally, she had a princess. She was not afraid of losing favor, so it did not matter to her.

Whenever Zhao Junyao visited, it was just to see the princess. Nothing else had happened for years.

...

After eating, Xia Ruqing walked around the corridor a couple of times.

After aiding her digestion, she returned to her room.

Picking up a storybook, she began to read bit by bit.

Having seen many ancient characters, she now recognized all of them. Sometimes, when she felt like it, she would pick up the brush and carefully write a few.

She managed to write them neatly and properly.

Nevertheless, compared to the calligraphy models Zhao Junyao had given her, her writing still had a long way to go.

Xia Ruqing flipped through his writings with listless interest.

Once again, she sighed in her heart.

Zi Yue and Zi Su did not join in the conversation, just smilingly watched their mistress from the side.

Xia Ruqing wrote a few more characters, still unsatisfied.

Finally, she set the brush aside and stopped writing.

Looking at Da Bai grooming himself not far away, Xia Ruqing suddenly felt inspired.

"Where’s Xiao Xizi?"

"Tell Xiao Xizi to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and have them find a few female cats. I want to get Da Bai some companionship!"

Xiao Xizi received the orders and hurried off to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

...

「Zhaochen Palace.」

Zhao Junyao left court and then departed the palace.

He was accompanied by Xia Tingfeng and a small detachment of the Imperial Forest Army as his personal escort.

The group rode towards the martial training ground outside the Capital City.

They could not ride fast on the streets of the Capital City. Once they left the city, however, they spurred their horses on and galloped away.

Even so, they arrived in less than two Shi Chen.

Why leave the palace?

Because on the sixteenth day, the final round of the military examination was taking place.

The top scholar, second place, and Third Place Scholar were all to be determined in this round.

By the time they arrived, it was already past lunchtime.

The military examination had not yet started.

Zhao Junyao was not particular. He simply shared a straightforward meal with Xia Tingfeng and the Imperial Forest Army men under his command.

The food and drink were the same for everyone, with no special treatment.

Zhao Junyao did not like to be treated differently.

Xia Tingfeng, who had always been by the Emperor’s side, was used to it, but the Imperial Forest Army men were not.

Their movements were constrained. They all buried their heads and ate voraciously, veins bulging on their tense foreheads.

Xia Tingfeng leaned in and said with a smile that was not quite a smile, "Emperor, you’ve scared my men!"

Zhao Junyao looked around and only then noticed the soldiers’ unusual behavior. He paused for a moment before calmly saying, "Are they that afraid of people? They’re not shy young maidens who’ve never seen a man!"

Xia Tingfeng heard him clearly, and the soldiers did too.

Xia Tingfeng touched his nose, at a loss for what to say.

He just glanced at his subordinates.

Those fellows looked left and right, then suddenly, in unison, put down their bowls and chopsticks.

"Emperor, we are done eating and will go stand guard outside!"

Having said that, they filed out orderly, one after the other.

Xia Tingfeng laughed.

"You bunch of rascals!"

...

On the martial arts field, everyone was still in a state of keen readiness.

Unlike the first time, this time there were fewer than a hundred people left on the field.