The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince! Chapter 1504 - 1499: Jinling, Loyalty and Patriotism Is Esse

Chu Jinling, when he was still a prince, although distinguished, was not a picky eater. He used to enjoy his als with her every day, but now, as his status rises and his power increases, his smile has beco increasingly scarce, and he has grown more profound.

Chu Jinling originally wanted to squeeze out a smile for his mother, but he simply couldn’t force it, looking deeply into Noble Consort Xiao’s eyes, "Mother, today the imperial uncle appointed as Regent, commanding to assist the Crown Prince until the day he reaches his full maturity."

Noble Consort Xiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly, her lips slightly curved, "Ling’er has really made strides. Although the title of prince and regent is just a nominal difference, one holds no real power while the other wields great authority. If one were a bit more ambitious, the throne of the Great Cheng Dynasty could soday..."

"Mother, hold your tongue!"

Chu Jinling angrily slamd the table and stood up, "The imperial uncle trusts , entrusting with both the imperial palace and Heng’er. With such a heavy responsibility, how could I harbor ulterior motives? In this life, I must bend over backward for Heng’er, shielding him from all calamities, so as not to fail the imperial uncle!"

Noble Consort Xiao pressed her lips together lightly, chuckling, "So anxious—are you afraid that you can’t contain your own ambition?"

Once Chu Yihan is indisposed, and given how kindly he normally treats the royal family mbers, how many people would be itching to make a move?

"I have no ambition! And even if I did, my greatest ambition is to wait for Heng’er to grow up and see him ascend the throne peacefully, to beco the next wise emperor, to enhance the prestige of our nation, and to usher in eternal peace for all generations!"

Chu Jinling clenched his fists, his chest swelling with impassioned fervor, wishing he could burst into flas right then and there.

Noble Consort Xiao looked at her son with a flicker of admiration in her eyes, "Good."

She changed from her previous deanor, now resembling a mother who normally doted on Chu Jinling, as she poured him a cup of wine, "My Ling’er is soone who recognizes favors and knows what it ans to be loyal to the sovereign and devoted to the country."

She need not worry anymore about Chu Jinling’s loyalty and integrity being disturbed by any trivial matters.

He might have power, but that power must be dedicated back to the person who conferred it upon him.

"Mother, are... are you testing ?"

Chu Jinling sat back down quickly, eyes wide as he stared at Noble Consort Xiao.

Noble Consort Xiao pinched his cheek, "If you can’t even pass your mother’s test, how will you confront the royal court that your imperial uncle usually suppresses with his solemnity? Do you think the position of regent is so easy to sit in?"

Chu Jinling was greatly shaken in his heart and at the sa ti held imnse admiration for his mother’s broad-mindedness and deanor. She was not at all like the won in the harem who only knew how to be jealous and indulge in petty sches, but soone who understood the greater good and had a magnanimous spirit.

Looking back, her teachings since his childhood were that as long as he didn’t break the rules or do anything improper, he should do as he pleased.

And now...

As he had beco the Regent, she teaches him that he must be loyal to the sovereign and devoted to his country, for the sake of his family, and more importantly, he must not forget his duty as a subject.

Chu Jinling ate two large bowls of rice at Noble Consort Xiao’s place, saying that he needed to eat more to have the strength to help Heng’er.

Noble Consort Xiao happily served him soup and even prepared so tonic dicines for him, along with so sweets to take to Heng’er, "Such a young child, he hasn’t even started to play, and yet he already has to sit on the throne. In governntal affairs, don’t overwork Heng’er. When it’s ti for him to play, let him play freely so that he doesn’t lose the spiritual energy in him. I see that this child is not only intelligent but also has a Spirit Root, making him different from other children."

Chu Jinling sipped the stewed pear soup prepared by his mother, while he spoke, "This prince knows, but Heng’er is quite delicate and tender. As he grows, his temperant will need further tempering. For now, I must take more responsibility to watch over him."

"Good, it’s best that you are mindful of this. But soone needs to take care of your daily life too. You barely sleep a few hours each night, and mother can’t be sending you soup and water to the imperial study every day. Shouldn’t you find a couple more attendants for your prince’s mansion?"

Noble Consort Xiao had been speaking righteously up until now, which had sowhat startled Chu Jinling. However, when she said these words, her tone beca helpless and probing.

Chu Jinling suddenly put down the bowl of pear soup and chuckled lightly, "Mother, there’s no need. There’s no need for additional staff in my mansion. Those who attend to are all quite capable."

"You very well know your mother isn’t referring to that. You need two personal attendants to comfort you physically and ntally..."

Noble Consort Xiao had already made her point quite clear, yet Chu Jinling directly refused, "Mother, I don’t want them! I don’t want anyone. I only want Sisi. I am waiting for her. She has rely vanished; she will return."

Noble Consort Xiao was left speechless, her heart felt as though it was stuffed with cotton—breathing in was easy, but exhaling was hard.

After Chu Jinling left, she ordered Granny Song to bring her a bowl of blood-enriching pig liver soup and two bowls of thick tonics. After finishing them, she felt overwheld. The face that was heavily concealed with pearl powder was now revealing signs of defeat!

Even with layers of pearl powder and the finest rouge, her complexion returned to a bloodthirsty pallor.

"Imperial Consort!" Granny Song said worriedly while supporting her, "Your Majesty, could you stop the bloodletting? A bowl of blood every seven days is far too much! Your Majesty is now middle-aged and no longer possesses the abundant vitality of a young girl!"

Noble Consort Xiao was currently weak, prone to irritability, and often consud by rage, but she persisted nonetheless. Every seven days, she gave a bowl of her own blood to nourish Lin Sisi... with longevity, there was hope for Lin Sisi.

But their Imperial Consort was nearly depleted!

Noble Consort Xiao, holding her forehead and feeling faint, lay on the chaise lounge for half an hour. The person she had sent to ask for an audience returned with news that Su Yingxue was available to see her. Thus, she had Granny Song rise so that they could make their way to the warm chamber of the imperial study to et with Su Yingxue.

But just as her palace maids returned, Su Yingxue promptly followed.

She was clad in a dazzling red robe embroidered with golden phoenixes, trailing three feet behind her, crowned with a phoenix crown, radiating stunning beauty with an air of grandeur and profound dignity.

Noble Consort Xiao and all those with her knelt to welco her, "We pay our respects to the empress!"

"There is no need for such formalities, Imperial Consort."

Su Yingxue quickly stepped forward to help Noble Consort Xiao to her feet.

Now without her makeup, Noble Consort Xiao’s face was pale, showing signs of defeat including delicate fine lines by her eyes.

From her sleeve, Su Yingxue pulled out a bottle of dicine, "This is a bottle of blood-replenishing elixir I have concocted. Take it a quarter hour after each bloodletting, followed by proper care, and your health will recover faster."

Noble Consort Xiao, having lost too much blood, could not summon the court physician for fear that the dical records could arouse Chu Jinling’s suspicions. Thus, she could only rely on nutritious food to replenish her blood, unable to use dicine.

Noble Consort Xiao reached out for the bottle, but her grip was so weak that she couldn’t hold it steady, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

Fortunately, the bottle was sturdy, and Granny Song quickly picked it up, "Thank goodness it’s not broken! This dicine is precious for replenishing Your Majesty’s blood!"