Good Man Training System

Since returning to the Hou Mansion, I don’t know what Miss Song said to Mrs. Song, and Mrs. Song went to the palace more frequently. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc

Hearing that Song Wan had a poor appetite, she always brought her some food for her childhood, and sometimes she would meet Miss Song with her.

With the company of two people, Song Wan's mood improved a lot, and she often had to leave two people for dinner. If there were only three people, she would meet the emperor.

No, I just started to have a meal today, the emperor is here.

Mrs. Song and Miss Song were panicked, and their faces were at a loss. Fortunately, he still had something to deal with. He picked up some new tributes and sent them.

"Send to the emperor with my concubine." Song Wan stood up.

"No need." Ji Huai declined, and before leaving, he even rewarded some of the objects of Mrs. Song and Miss Song, and asked them to come to accompany Song Wan from time to time.

The two naturally responded repeatedly.

When he left, Mrs. Song patted her chest lightly, "I thought the emperor would come to have a meal. I can't eat this meal safely."

How dare to eat? I can't wait to plug my wings and go.

Although the first emperor had a violent temper, but his mind was not deep, the sage today is a person who is diametrically opposed to the first emperor.

Hearing that, Song Wan was holding a bowl, put a piece of fish for Mrs. Song, and said with a smile, "The emperor saw his mother and sister there, so he went to the imperial study to have a meal."

"He told his daughter that last time he ate together, his mother and sister didn't dare to eat, so he won't scare you anymore."

"This..." Madam Song became even more uneasy. After considering it for a long time, she still couldn't help but lower her voice and said to Song Wan, "Wan'er, my mother is always worried about you, don't worry about you, this harem, the emperor dotes on you alone. There will be trouble in the end."

Upon hearing this, Miss Song pulled down Mrs. Song's sleeve, "Mother, don't talk nonsense."

She understood what her mother meant, and was afraid that the emperor would hold Song Wan up for the purpose of archery. It seemed that the grace was constant, but it was actually used.

When Miss Song said that, Mrs. Song stopped.

It's in the palace after all.

Song Wan was not stupid. She picked up the bowl, filled herself with some egg custard, and slowly said, "No matter what the emperor plans, we can't stop it. My father hasn't guessed the emperor's plan. How can we know?"

"Mother don't have to worry too much. There is nothing worse than before. As far as the Hou Mansion is concerned, it has fallen to the bottom, and what else can be lost? Everything is between the emperor's thoughts, even if we destroy my Song family. I can't resist either."

Mrs. Song was afraid of this. There was already a Taoist set a precedent.

The emperor condemned the nine tribes. Although it was indeed an unforgivable crime, it was also trembling.

Song Wan's face remained unchanged, and he sipped the egg custard, and smiled, "As far as I am concerned, I am pregnant with a baby and become a noble concubine. If it is really calculated, I will lose these. Maybe there is a child. Even if I move into the cold palace, my daughter will be accompanied."

When the Song family was destroyed, she couldn't laugh at the emperor's strong face.

Miss Song thinks about it, too. For her, she is already a married person, and it may not be affected, but after entering the palace every three or five times, leading the emperor's reward, she has a lot of straightness in her husband's house.

The old lady is delegating power and seems to please her.

"I said so." Mrs. Song was still a little worried.

"Mother." Song Wan called her with a serious expression, "The emperor will not let his relatives have too much power. It will be a matter of time to regain military power. We can't stop the rest of the matter. If Ziqi returns triumphantly, it is best to invite him to the sixth department. ."

Can be regarded as official, but without real power.

"If the daughter of this child is a princess, then for the emperor, there is no threat and nothing to do." Song Wan knows Ji Huai, and if she really wants her to fall from this position, she won't spend too much effort on her.

Mrs. Song thought deeply.

"Daughter can feel that the emperor is very careful about his daughter." Song Wan was sure of this.

Even if there are not many, there must be.

"How do you understand, mother? Just take care of yourself." Madam Song changed the subject with a smile, and then led her to the fetus in her womb, smiling, "Mother has been free these days, so I should prepare more clothes for the little princess. , When it’s done, I will send it to the palace to pick you up."

"Mother did the best." Song Wan smiled.

After sending the two away, Song Wan hurriedly went to the Imperial Study Room. Ji Huai had already had his meal, and his servants were evacuating.

She walked over, and Qinghe behind her was still carrying a bowl of tonic soup.

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, "What do you want me to do with replenishing soup? You only need to replenish some of your body."

"The concubine is drinking with the emperor." She walked over, and Ji Huai patted the chair beside her and asked her to sit down.

She sat down.

"You can use it, I'll drink it when you use it." Ji Huai said, picking up a memorial, and looking in front of her.

Song Wan looked at him and said, "The emperor does not shy away from his concubine, nor is he afraid of his concubine looking at him."

Ji Huai laughed lowly, closed one book, and opened the other one, "As far as your brain is concerned, I have read it all. You still don't know what it means, so there is no need to taboo."

"The emperor!" She wrinkled her eyebrows, pretending to be annoyed, "How can anyone talk about concubine like this and bully others."

Hearing, Ji Huai put another memorial aside, looked at her, and gently tapped her forehead with his fingers, "If you have nothing to do, rest in the palace and run to the imperial study room all the time. I am not afraid that others will think it is bewitching. Sovereign, accuse the last demon."

Although he said that, he smiled, more like teasing her.

In fact, between two people, what kind of way they get along is the only one who knows best about the other person.

Everyone felt that Shengshang had a deep heart and a sinister temper, but Song Wan felt that he was the best man.

I am quite patient with her and will not lose my temper at her. I can save time to accompany her and sometimes even hide nothing from her.

"Isn't the concubine afraid that the emperor will be bored to eat alone? Besides, it's not the first time that the concubine is considered to be bewitching the monarch." Song Wan Jiaojiao answered, "Before the emperor was drafted, he was not always preaching that the concubine was a concubine and bewitched. After the emperor, we still do not open branches and leaves for the emperor."

After she finished speaking, she leaned forward and looked at him with her translucent beautiful eyes, moist and moist. "The emperor feels that whether the concubine body confuses the monarch? Others don't count, but the emperor counts."

"I won't tell you." Ji Huai shifted his gaze from her face, the corners of her mouth raised, and she continued to read the memorial. "If I said that you are not satisfied, you should make trouble again at night."

"Does the emperor think it too?" She snorted softly, stretched out her hand to ring him, and didn't dare to use too much force. She wanted to say more and left, but she couldn't help sticking to him.

"Isn't that? Who is in the Imperial Study Room better than Ai Feiqin?" Ji Huai asked her instead without being impatient.

Song Wan felt that she was not like this in the past, so she explained with anxiety, "The concubine has always wanted to be close to the emperor recently. I have never felt like it before. Most of it is because the daughter sticks to the father, the little princess’s pot, and the concubine does not carry it."

"I will make excuses." He looked down at her with a smile.

Song Wan couldn't figure out his thoughts. She looked at him aggrieved and didn't say a word. She had been testing the emperor's bottom line recently and moved forward cautiously.

When you touch it, you can only draw a circle and jump in it.

"That's the little princess's fault, right." Ji Huai looked at her, and then said warmly, "Drink the tonic soup while it's hot. If you don't want to go back, please stay with me here."

"Okay." Song Wan responded quickly. "The concubine has made an outer shirt for the emperor, and I haven't finished it yet. Wait for the concubine to try it on the emperor."

"Isn't that pregnant and uncomfortable? Still thinking about it." He looked a little disapproving.

"The things made for the emperor are not tossing, and the concubine body is willing." She said that her cheeks were stained with a hint of crimson, and her voice was soft and soft.

Ji Huai looked helpless, took the tonic soup, lifted the lid, and took the soup spoon. Song Wan hurried over, looking at him with a charming expression of affection.

She still knows him, now she is happy, and she wants to feed her again.

Where is the bottom line of the emperor?

she does not know.

Song Wan was given a sip of tonic soup, 　 she lowered her rosy red lips, "Every time I do this, my concubine will have a feeling."

"What?" Ji Huai took a spoonful and blew gently beside his mouth.

"And it's okay to be a narcissistic concubine." After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at him. "Every time at this time, the concubine feels that the emperor is very rare to be a concubine, and everyone else can't enjoy this treatment. The concubine feels a little uneasy. , But especially greedy the gentleness of the emperor."

"Guilty and ashamed, but knowingly committed it, reluctant to discard it."

Ji Huai put the soup spoon next to her mouth, and heard the meaning of her words, with a low voice, "I don't need others to tell me when I do things. What is the guilt and anxiety? I can afford it, and I will accept it. No, I won’t let others say a word."

"I will protect you."

Song Wan drank the tonic soup, which was obviously bitter, but it was sweet in his mouth.

When I heard that Qiuhe said that the emperor preferred her, he was just skeptical. As his mother said, too much petting is not a problem, and the emperor let him develop. Maybe in the end she said that she confuses the monarch and disturbs the court.

"The emperor is always so good. The concubine will be guessed at a little bit of thought in front of the emperor. No matter how uneasy he is, when the emperor is here, it is full of peace of mind." Song Wan bit the spoon lightly, and the tail sound was sultry.

"When you are pregnant, it's not wrong to always think about it." Ji Huai's tone was a little soothing, "Don't worry too much, I will keep you and the baby in your womb safe."

Song Wan nodded, "Then...Is the concubine's concubine let him diagnose the **** of the fetus if he comes to the doctor another day, and prepare clothes in advance."

I was afraid that he would think too much, and then said, "Today my mother entered the palace and said that she would prepare some small objects for the child. It was also her heart. If you know it, you can prepare in advance."

Ji Huai: "Your month is still young, and Doctor Li does not guarantee the accuracy. It is what you give birth to. I ask them to prepare both."

"The concubine will talk to her mother next time." Song Wan leaned forward and hugged him, although she was shy, she still broke her mind.

I thought that the imperial doctor had told him the **** of the child long ago, but he didn't seem to know it, and because of the worries in her heart, thinking about her mood, he said to protect her without hesitation. She could feel the true meaning.

"Ok."

Song Wan rubbed his chest again, and said dullly, "Is the emperor too good? It's so good that the concubine doesn't feel right to the emperor."

Even selfish thoughts have been dominating.

It is said that the girl in the harem cannot be jealous and must be generous and virtuous, but she loves him so much, so much so that as long as she thinks that he treats others like this, her heart will become sore and painful.

"What's so good about this?" Ji Huai smiled and patted her on the back. "The imperial doctor said, Aifei is always more emotional at this time, likes to think wildly, emotionally unstable, and I haven't done anything. Don't buckle me. Big hat."

"Well, get up and finish drinking. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep for a while, or go back to the palace to rest. I will accompany you to dinner at night."

Song Wan sat up straight, leaned over and kissed him.

"In broad daylight, Concubine Ai always has to be more reserved." Ji Huai's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Although it was a light rebuke, his tone and expression were not at all blame.

"Only the concubine and the emperor, there are no others." Song Wan was not afraid of him, so he wanted to do it, and he had to move in to kiss him. Seeing him not hiding, his eyebrows were crescents.

False serious.

"Hurry up if you want to kiss, and I will look at the memorial after drinking." Ji Huai urged, and said in a good manner, "I will say that I am not following you and do not value you. Your reasons are always better. "

She endured a smile, kissed his thin lips, and said softly against his forehead, "The emperor will stay with his concubine in Jingyang Palace tonight, okay?"

"If I am not busy, what day will I not accompany you?"

The corner of Song Wan's mouth was upturned, she sat down obediently, took the spoon by herself, and was very sensible, "The concubine drinks it by herself, and doesn't disturb the emperor."

Ji Huai: "If you follow you, you will be very well-behaved."

Song Wan didn't deny it, lowered her head and sipped her soup, "The emperor loves the concubine, how can I do it? The concubine also loves the emperor."

The person beside her was tacitly acquiescing to what she said and began to deal with government affairs. ,,URL m..net,...: