I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

"Master, master? It's time to wake up, master. Madam has been waiting outside for a long time." Xiao Ye gently pushed a bulge on the bed.

Su Minglang frowned and poked his head out from under the quilt, with a rare look of confusion on his face: "Madam? Whose madam?"

Seeing her bewildered look, Xiao Ye rubbed his forehead helplessly, "Master, have you forgotten? Didn't you tell His Majesty yesterday that you missed home? Didn't His Majesty call his wife to see you early in the morning?"

"Hmm?" Su Minglang's mind cleared up a bit after hearing that. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "Mother?"

"Mother!" Su Minglang's eyes widened instantly. "Help me up. Forget it! Go get some water. I need to wash up."

"Oh, Master, please don't be anxious!" Xiao Ye suppressed her smile and calmed her restless heart: "The water is ready, and Madam has been invited to the side hall to rest."

"Take your time, wash up and have breakfast with your wife later."

"Huh!" Su Minglang breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the bed, "Xiaoye, how can I love you?"

"You'd better hurry up!" Xiao Ye curled his lips secretly.

Su Minglang obediently got up from the bed. After washing up, he couldn't wait to rush to the side hall without even having time to wipe the water from his temples.

"Mom!" Su Minglang didn't care about anything at this time. He pushed open the door and looked at the person sitting in the house with warm eyes.

That graceful and elegant lady looked exactly like Su Minglang. Just from the expression in her eyes and eyebrows, one could tell how stunningly beautiful this Madam Su was when she was young.

"Empress Zhaoyi!" Madam Su turned around and saw Su Minglang. She quickly stood up and bowed slightly. "How are you, Empress?"

Su Minglang's smile froze on his face. The warmth in his heart when he saw his mother was extinguished by a handful of water. "Mom... Mother must be anxious waiting."

In her previous life, she devoted herself to raising that woman's son and was immersed in the role of a mother all day long. She neglected her own mother and did not see her until the last moment. Su Minglang was so excited that she forgot that her mother was a descendant of a famous family who attached great importance to rules and manners.

In her previous life, she had thought of her mother, but Master Su had sent a message saying that her mother was ill and could not meet, and she was afraid that the illness would affect the child, so she simply forgot about it. Now her mother was still standing in front of her in good health. Although Su Minglang felt a little regretful, she still stepped forward and helped her mother up: "It's my fault for keeping you waiting for so long." "Your Highness Zhaoyi, you are too kind." Madam Su slightly turned aside to avoid Su Minglang's support, and only pretended to support her, "Your Highness is in the emperor's favor now, and I dare not overstep the boundaries."

"Mother..." The light in Su Minglang's eyes dimmed a little: "Mother, do you have to be so distant with your daughter?"

Madam Su looked up at her, a trace of heartache flashed across her eyes, but she suppressed it in an instant.

Su Minglang smiled and did not force it. He turned around and sat down in the main seat and poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Su.

"Xiao Ye, serve the food."

"Thank you for taking a walk today, mother." Su Minglang smiled bitterly and fiddled with the teacup in her hand. She was afraid that if she looked at her mother's distant look again, the tears in her eyes would no longer be able to stop.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind." Madam Su politely returned the greeting. "I wonder if Your Majesty has any instructions for me to enter the palace."

"I..." Su Minglang had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't express them. "A few days ago, my daughter asked my grandfather to find someone. Has my mother brought him here?"

"Yes." Madam Su responded and waved her hand. A servant behind her quickly walked up and bowed to Su Minglang.

"I have met the Empress Zhaoyi."

"Are you a doctor?" Su Minglang looked at the unremarkable man in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze. "Stand up, let me take a look."

The man slowly stood up and raised his head, but his eyes looked away and he dared not look directly at the person. Su Minglang nodded and signaled Xiaoye to take him away.

"This is a family dinner for me and my mother. Please leave."

Su Minglang waved her hand and asked the serving palace maids to leave, including Xiaohe and Xiaoqing who were standing beside her.

Xiao He looked at Su's mother with an anxious expression. She hadn't sent any news back for a long time and was afraid that they would be suspicious, and then she and Xiao Qing would be finished.

"My queen, why don't you keep a servant to serve you? It's inconvenient without someone to serve you." Xiao He had a look of blessing on her face with a decent smile.

Su Minglang shook her head and looked at her mother with a complex and sad expression: "No need, it's fine for me as a daughter to serve my mother personally."

"Yes, it's your Majesty!" Xiao He glanced at Madam Su unwillingly, but she just lowered her head and said nothing. She could only shut up and leave.

"Mom," Su Minglang pointed at the dishes on the table and said, "I specially asked the kitchen to make a few dishes that you often eat at home. I wonder if they suit your taste."

Madam Su still looked distant but tasted a little of each dish out of respect, "Your Majesty is very thoughtful."

"How are father and grandfather doing lately?" Su Minglang smiled unnaturally, suppressing the discomfort in his heart and keeping a stiff smile on his face.

"Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern, Madam."

"Mother!" Su Minglang couldn't stand it anymore and threw down the dishes and chopsticks. "It's just you and me here, why is mother acting so distant? There's no one else here, who are you doing this for?"

"Will the mother throw her daughter's heart on the ground, crush it and then break it open?"

Madam Su's expression slightly changed, but soon she regained her composure. She calmly stood up from her chair, leaned over and knelt in front of Su Minglang: "I admit my guilt!"

"Mother!" Su Minglang could no longer bear it, turned around, lifted up her skirt and knelt on the ground, "It is unreasonable for a mother to kneel before her daughter!"

"There is no reason for a subject to kneel before a ruler in this world. Please remember your identity, Empress Zhaoyi."

Madam Su said calmly, "Your Majesty said that no one here knows, but heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know, so what do you mean by no one?"

"The palace is as deep as the sea. If you take a wrong step, you will lose everything. Your Majesty, you should understand the principles here and be careful in what you say and do."

"Just because I am a concubine in this deep palace, can't I even recognize my own mother?"

Su Minglang's voice was already damp.

Madam Su's expression changed when she heard this, a hint of pity flashed in her eyes, but was soon swallowed up by another determination. How could she not care about her daughter? When she heard that her daughter was injured and could never get pregnant again, she felt as if the sky had fallen. For a woman, especially a woman in the deep palace, children are her only foundation.