Gu Wanning understood what Zhou Ying was indicating to her about He Jiahui's pregnancy.
She smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, I will."
Leaving aside suspicion from the Emperor, silencing gossip from meddling ministers is reason enough for her to tolerate it.
Zhou Ying saw her acceptance and felt a pang of sympathy. It was clear Gu Wanning had endured much to maintain her position.
"Still, if you need anything—food cravings, anything at all—just ask Eunuch Sun to send word to the residence. I'll bring it myself."
"Thank you, but that won't be necessary for now. The Emperor wants to move us to the summer palace to escape the heat. But please do keep the wine flowing."
"No problem. I planted another 200 acres of grapes this year. You'll have plenty."
"Excellent! Set aside a thousand pounds for us. The Grand Empress Dowager and the Emperor enjoy it too."