The Emperor Has An Illness

Translated by: Jellylynn

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Names mentioned in this chapter (which can also be found in the glossary):

-廖青青(Liào qīngqīng)- Liao Qing Qing, the female lead. 

-曦嫔(xī pín)-Imperial Concubine Xi, Liao Qing Qing’s current designation

-景礼帝(jǐng lǐ ​​dì)- Emperor Jing Li, the male lead.

-荷香(Hé ​​xiāng)- He Xiang, the female lead’s maidservant

-福生(fú shēng)- Fu Sheng, the emperor’s chief eunuch. 

-福公公(fú gōnggong)- Eunuch Fu, referring to Fu Sheng.

–梁贵妃(liáng guìfēi)- Noble Consort Liang

Current Ranking: Noble Consort Liang → Worthy Consort + Virtuous Consort → Imperial Concubine Xi →  Lady Li of Graceful Ceremony → Noble Lady Liao + Noble Lady Jiang

What’s wrong with Emperor Jing Li?

Liao Qing Qing was curious.

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She couldn’t help but lean over slightly and glanced sideways at Emperor Jing Li’s face.

Emperor Jing Li was still calming himself down.

He happened to see Liao Qing Qing’s small movements.

… For some reason, he thought it was hilarious.

More than anything else, it was the embarrassment that arose from this.

This Liao Qing Qing is really too mischievous.

The heat on his face had not yet dissipated.

But this Liao Qing Qing was still sticking her head out to look in this direction, like a curious tabby cat, scratching at his heart.

He abruptly turned around, naturally reached out and gently pinched her fair right cheek.

“Ah, ouch!.” Liao Qing Qing softly cried out, “Your Majesty, it hurts.”

“I[1] just want you to feel pain. Who asked you to be so naughty?” As Emperor Jing Li said that, he relaxed his grip. The corners of his mouth held a faint smile. He stared at Liao Qing Qing as he ordered  Fu Sheng, “Fu Sheng, let’s return to the imperial study.”

“Yes,” Fu Sheng answered.

Emperor Jing Li looked at Liao Qing Qing and said, “I’m going to attend to some things. I’ll come back later.”

Liao Qing Qing gently rubbed the right side of her pretty face. She reluctantly bowed and said, “Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty.”

Emperor Jing Li looked at Liao Qing Qing’s deep gaze and his lips slightly curved.

He turned around and walked towards the rain.

Fu Sheng hurriedly went to catch up with him while holding an umbrella.

Emperor Jing Li did not sit on the imperial carriage. As he walked in the rain, there was a smile on his face. He felt the warmth and smoothness on his fingers as he looked at the misty curtain-like rain.

The high walls and green tiles behind the curtain-like rain stretched into the distance.

It looked no different from before.

The same strife, schemes, cruelty and ruthlessness. But for the first time, Emperor Jing Li felt that the palace was not so boring.

He slightly raised his chin and his gaze contained happiness.

Just like that, he walked into the imperial study.

And the heavy rain outside the room continued to pour.

After hearing the report from the palace maid, Noble Consort Liang, who was in Linhua Palace, asked in surprise, “His Majesty visited Lisheng Pavilion again?”

“Yes.” The palace maid softly replied, “He went back to the imperial study in the morning. Just now, Eunuch Fu came and informed us to send over some pomegranates, which had been picked from the pomegranate garden. He was especially instructed to send larger ones to Imperial Concubine Xi.”

“Who told you that?” Noble Consort Liang asked.

“Eunuch Fu did. It wasn’t His Majesty who said that.”

The palace maid hoped that Noble Consort Liang would not overthink and she deliberately emphasised “It wasn’t His Majesty who said that.”

On the contrary, Noble Consort Liang was unable to remain still. “Even Eunuch Fu could see the problem.”

The palace maid asked in confusion, “What problem?”

“His Majesty really treats Imperial Concubine Xi very differently,” Noble Consort Liang mumbled and was lost in thoughts.

She thought that Emperor Jing Li treated Liao Qing Qing like how he treated the other imperial concubines in the palace and he was merely seeking a fresh experience.

After sleeping for a night or two, even a few nights, he would cast her aside.

Therefore—

Regardless of the position or reward Emperor Jing Li gave, she didn’t mind it.

And didn’t take any actions.

However, Emperor Jing Li was constantly showing special favor toward Liao Qing Qing. Next, he seemed to have disagreements and was annoyed with Liao Qing Qing.

Then, she heard that Emperor Jing Li left Lisheng Pavilion in a huff.

He ignored Imperial Concubine Xi for several days.

She thought that Imperial Concubine Xi had finally fallen out of favour.

Who would expect that Emperor Jing Li would go to Lisheng Pavilion again?

This is not Emperor Jing Li’s usual style!

Right now, even Fu Sheng, Eunuch Fu, had specially instructed everyone to take care of Liao Qing Qing more. Could it be that Emperor Jing Li has really fallen in love with Liao Qing Qing?

Then what about her?

She was able to enter the palace by exerting pressure on Emperor Jing Li using her family background.

For several years, she had been living in harmony with Emperor Jing Li.

It appeared that everything was going well and Emperor Jing Li would come to her palace on the fifteenth of every month.

But Emperor Jing Li had never shown special favour towards her.

He had never done so.

Is it because he is afraid of her family, so he deliberately did not favour her or other imperial concubines?

Now that Emperor Jing Li was in power, has he started to choose the love of his life?

Does he really fancy Liao Qing Qing?

“Your Highness,” The palace maid called out.

Noble Consort Liang raised her eyes to look at the palace maid.

The palace maid said, “Your Highness, the pomegranate is prepared.”

Noble Consort Liang said, “Then wait for the rain to stop and send it to all the courtyards.”

“What about Lisheng Pavilion?” The palace maid asked cautiously.

“Just heed Eunuch Fu’s wishes. Pick the biggest ones and send them over.”

“Yes.”

The palace maid withdrew.

When the rain stopped, several eunuchs carried baskets and sent pomegranates to each courtyard. The biggest and reddest basket was delivered to Liao Qing Qing’s Lisheng Pavilion.

The eunuch said in a way to take the credit for his achievement, “Your Highness, Imperial Concubine Xi, Eunuch Fu had specially ordered for the one and only large ones to be sent over.”

Liao Qing Qing loved food the most.

Not to mention such a beautiful pomegranate.

She immediately turned her head and said, “Reward!”

“Yes.” He Xiang took out the scattered silver and went out.

The two eunuchs left happily.

Liao Qing Qing immediately ordered He Xiang to fetch a small knife.

Using scientific methods, she removed the top and bottom. She cut the knife along the white sinew of the pomegranate. Then, cut the white sinew inside with the knife. She gently broke it and the pomegranates instantly spread out like petals on the white plate.

The round and shiny pomegranate grains were presented in front of them.

It was like nature’s art work.

He Xiang had never seen such a way of handling pomegranates and said in awe, “Mistress, is it even possible to cut pomegranates like this?”

Liao Qing Qing said, “Of course you can. Isn’t it beautiful?”

“It’s beautiful. Mistress, you are so amazing.” He Xiang found out that her Mistress was not good with zither, chess, calligraphy and painting. But she always amazed them with the ‘heretical school of opinion’, which Emperor Jing Li had a fondness for.

Liao Qing Qing picked up a flap and said, “I’ll eat this one first. All of you can take the rest and share.”

He Xiang smiled and responded, “Thank you, Mistress.” She suddenly thought of something and suggested, “Mistress, should we give some to His Majesty?”

Liao Qing Qing nodded. “Alright.”

He Xiang seized the chance to say, “Mistress, if you personally cut it, His Majesty will definitely be especially happy when he finds out.”

“Okay, wait for me to finish eating.”

Liao Qing Qing sat at one side and ate the pomegranate.

At this time, the rain outside had stopped for a while. She heard Emperor Jing Li say that it didn’t need to rain for so long. Currently, it was just right.

The autumn harvest must be a good one.

In the twenty-first century, Liao Qing Qing was an unpopular and nameless citizen.

When she was very young, she lived with her paternal grandmother in the countryside.

She knew how hard it was for ordinary people to survive by reading the weather.

Right now, she was truly happy for the harvest.

There was sourness and sweetness in her mouth. In her heart, it was not sour and it was only sweet.

As if she had no bones, Liao Qing Qing slumped in her chair and gazed out the door when she saw a palace maid walk in with a letter in her hand.

A letter?

She sat up straight.

The palace maid whispered, “Mistress, there’s a letter for you.”

After transmigrating here, Liao Qing Qing had yet to receive a letter.

She said, “Bring it to me.”

Liao Qing Qing took a look at the letter. It was written on top that it was for Her Highness, Imperial Concubine Xi.

Who could have written this letter?

[1] 朕(zhèn)- I (imperial) or we (imperial use).