Before Emperor Jingping became the Emperor, Noble Princess Consort Xiao had always been by his side, even before he met the Empress, and although she didn’t become the Empress, their feelings were special.
"Yu Yu."
Noble Princess Consort Xiao was named Xiao Yu, and Yu Yu was her childhood name.
"Emperor."
Noble Princess Consort Xiao was only a year younger than the Emperor, but she maintained herself well, with no wrinkles on her face. She wore a bright blue silk dress embroidered with butterfly patterns, along with a step shake of jade and lotus pearls, and a small plum blossom painted on her forehead, making her look like a young woman in her early twenties. This call of "Emperor" was soft and lingering, penetrating to the core.
Beauty like jade.
"My beloved, how come you have the time to find me today?" Seeing Noble Princess Consort Xiao, Emperor Jingping was also happy, as if seeing his first love.
If he remembered correctly, Noble Princess Consort Xiao could also be considered his first love!
"Qian’er has gone to the Imperial College, and I have been worried about him, so I came to see the Emperor to ease my longing, after all, Qian’er looks very similar to you." Her words were flawless.
So her eldest son had also gone to study: "I had forgotten, a doting mother often spoils the child, you shouldn’t pamper Qian’er too much."
Noble Princess Consort Xiao responded with grievance: "Yes, I obey."
Her eyes red as if she felt a bit wronged.
Over thirty, yet still has the habit of reddening her eyes when wronged; this hasn’t changed. After her coming of age, Noble Princess Consort Xiao was brought into the residence, later promoted to consort, and eventually to Noble Consort status, a journey not easily traveled.
She was the first to bless Emperor Jingping with a little prince, but because her maiden family was weak, she did not become Empress, and her son did not become Crown Prince. She accepted all of this, but later, the Empress ignored her, and the Crown Prince ignored her son. Now, she must carve out a bright path for her son.
Some things do not disappear just because you don’t fight for them.
A beauty in tears, still makes one pity her.
This tactic worked for Emperor Jingping, "Why cry over nothing, I was just speaking casually." Yet his tone held no impatience.
He stood up from the pear flower chair, walked to Noble Princess Consort Xiao, embraced her jade arm, and moved to where he had just risen. They sat down together like an old married couple.
Wu Xian saw this scene and quietly withdrew.
Thoughtfully closing the door behind.
"Emperor, you are biased. Your heart is full of the Crown Prince, you haven’t even come to see Qian’er. If I, his mother, also don’t care for him, then what about him?" Noble Princess Consort Xiao half-joked and half-complained, speaking her mind.
Emperor Jingping was at a loss for words at this personal jab.
It seemed like he hadn’t paid attention to his eldest son for a while...
Noble Princess Consort Xiao observed his expression, knowing the moment had come to play the emotional card.
She gently leaned on the Emperor’s shoulder: "I remember that after coming of age, I married the Emperor. In the blink of an eye, Qian’er has grown so much. I remember on my wedding day it rained heavily, and I could only enter through the side door. The flower sedan halted at that little side gate, and the nanny held an umbrella, yet couldn’t shield me from the pouring rain."
Speaking of this, her eyes reddened once more.
"At that time, you were still a Prince. My father said the Royal Family was fickle, advising me to think it over, Emperor, you know my temperament, ten heads couldn’t pull me back. I was young then, if given a chance again, I would rather marry into a common family."
The world only knows about the touching stories of the Emperor and Empress’s encounters.
Many tales have been written.
Yet they do not know that she and him knew each other since childhood, still remembering young Emperor Jingping following behind her, calling her Yu Yu.