Host, Please Don’t Match Up with the Vicious Female

Chapter 39: Out of the silt without staining (15)

"What does this mean?" Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi, "Because Taifei Sun likes Meng Yilan's mother, so Meng Yilan will help them rebel. Do you think this reason is a bit far-fetched."

Zhao Zhi frowned and looked at Song Qi: "Didn't you ask me to check the relationship between Meng Yilan and King Rui? Now we are only talking about the relationship between the two parties, and Meng Yilan is different from you, you are alone. There is a family behind her, Meng Yilan may not have this idea, others may have other ideas for other reasons."

Song Qi understood what Zhao Zhi meant and rubbed his temples: "Does she have much contact with Taifei Sun?"

"When the father was still alive, every time she entered the palace, she would go to Taifei Sun's palace and sit for a while. She used to think she was innocent and didn't pay attention to party struggles, but now it seems that she may not be." Zhao Zhi looked at Song Qi. "You walked so close to her, didn't you find anything?"

Song Qi glanced at Zhao Zhi, then turned the cup in his hand, not knowing whether to say it or not.

But it still came out.

"She has a strange kindness to me, does that count?"

Zhao Zhi: It's that strange feeling again.

Zhao Zhi looked at Song Qi blankly: "Is there nothing else?"

Although from the last time Meng Yilan came to him to file a complaint, the relationship between the two is not as good as Song Qi thought.

He had already reminded him that he had thought that Song Qi would distance himself from each other, and the ghost knew that the two were getting closer and closer.

Song Qi rubbed his temples: "There are some things, I guess I have to wait to go back and look again. Now here, I can see what happened. I'll go now."

"Stay for lunch." Zhao Zhi said.

Song Qi calculated the current time and nodded, but there was nothing to refuse.

For her, Zhao Zhi is a partner.

Moreover, she found that she didn't lose any money by staying. She had to say that Zhao Zhi's emperor's meal was really good, and Song Qi ate a lot.

"Did you not eat anything in the morning?" Zhao Zhi was a little puzzled.

Song Qi glanced at Zhao Zhi, then glanced at the food on the table that was almost finished. His face was expressionless and a little uncomfortable: "You have to worry about how much I eat?"

"I just remind you to have breakfast." Zhao Zhi continued: Moreover, she did eat a lot.

Song Qi twitched his lips: "The concubine thank you the emperor for your concern."

Zhao Zhi:...

"Can you speak more normally?"

"What's wrong?" Song Qi looked puzzled.

Zhao Zhi opened his mouth.

I really can't find out what's wrong.

However, Song Qi used this kind of self-proclaim, this kind of tone, no matter how he heard it.

Zhao Zhi glanced at Song Qi, saw that she was still staring at him, and quickly lowered his face: "Have you finished eating? You can leave after eating. I want to rest."

Song Qi rolled his eyes at Zhao Zhi, got up and saluted: "The concubine will leave first, the emperor."

Zhao Zhi: I have to say that this emperor was really embarrassed, and he had to be rolled his eyes. He couldn't say anything yet.

Song Qi left Zhao Zhi's study and went directly to the bedroom. Since coming here, she has developed a good habit of taking a lunch break.

After all, it is really boring here. Sleeping more can reduce her time to think about what she should do.

After waking up, he saw Meng Yilan sitting on the soft couch, He Yaofeng staring with small eyes.

"How did you come?"

Yao Feng quickly jumped off the soft couch, rushed towards Song Qi, and hugged her leg.

Song Qi looked down and took it to sit on the soft couch.

"You said you came to me in the afternoon. In the end, I waited for a long time and you still couldn't come. I can only come and see you." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi and complained silently.

Yao Feng climbed onto Song Qi's legs, looked at Meng Yilan from a distance, and grinned at her, making some weird calls.

Then Song Qi pressed it down.

Yao Feng rubbed Song Qi's palm with his head, and finally found that it was useless to act like a baby, and sobbed and slumped on Song Qi's lap.

Meng Yilan glanced at Yaofeng, she wanted to throw this thing out.

Although this thing is not easy to get along with everyone, it seems to hate myself especially.

"Princess Yata is okay," Meng Yilan asked.

"It's okay, it's just wind chill." Song Qi frowned.

Meng Yilan noticed Song Qi's expression: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Song Qi hugged Yao Feng, "Go boating?"

"Go." Meng Yilan's eyes lit up.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"It's okay, I wear a lot today." Meng Yilan hugged Tang Po.

There is a big lake in the center of the spa palace.

Meng Yilan originally wanted to swim the lake with Song Qi, and then met a group of concubines on the road, and they all expressed their desire to come over.

Song Qi had no opinion, and Meng Yilan could only laugh if he had an opinion.

"Are you so happy?" Song Qi glanced at the bright smile on Meng Yilan's face.

Meng Yilan:...

"Yeah, I'm so happy."

Originally they were just planning to ask for a small boat, but in the end, because of too many people, they changed to a big boat.

The advantage of a big ship is that it is warmer

Meng Yilan cautiously boarded the boat, and Song Qi jumped up a few steps.

I have to say that Qinggong is very cool, but she is usually in the palace, and she can't let her fly around like this.

"Is it fun?" Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi who was next to him, a little envious.

"Ok?"

"Yes, fly..." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi.

"Want to try it?"

Meng Yilan hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Song Qi hugged Meng Yilan's waist and jumped directly out of the deck.

Meng Yilan was startled by Song Qi's sudden movements, screamed hastily, and put his arms around Song Qi's neck tightly.

The concubine who had already boarded the boat, or was still standing on the shore, watched eagerly.

"I really want to look fun."

"Yeah, I really want to try it too."

Although everyone usually looks like everybody's lady, but no one wants to rush out of the grid.

Song Qi took Meng Yilan around the lake, and after a stick of incense, he took her back to the deck.

Although Meng Yilan was shaking with the cold, there was indeed indescribable excitement in his eyes.

"Go in." Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan, rubbed her hands, and pulled her into the cabin.

A group of concubines sat on the chairs and looked at them with piercing eyes.

"Niangniang, is it fun?" a younger one often asked.

Meng Yilan nodded reservedly, and said for a while: "This is something I have done in my life."

That often looked at Song Qi eagerly.

Meng Yilan understood the meaning of Changzai, and directly dragged Song Qi to sit down next to her, blocking Changzai's sight just right, and poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Song Qi.

"Thank you." Song Qi glanced at the others, "What are you looking at me for? What do you usually do when you come on the boat?"

Everyone glanced at each other.

"Look at the scenery and chat."

"Play cards."

"If the ship is bigger, you can also find a theater troupe to sing."

Several bold people said.

Song Qi touched his chin: "Let's play something else today."

"playing what?"

Song Qi recalled the party game from the last world.

I wanted to say that werewolves killed them, but thinking about so many people, it would be really difficult to drive them.

"There is no respect and inferiority in front of the game, can you?" Song Qi said.

Everyone glanced at each other.

Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi, his eyes were more excited and smiling: Is it her?

"Yes." Meng Yilan said.

The queen spoke, and the others who had concerns also nodded.

"Playing the drum to pass the flower, the drummer can ask the person who has the flower a question or ask her to do something, he must answer it, and he must do it." Song Qi said, "Questions and requirements can be a little bit over the line. The things and questions are meaningless."

Everyone glanced at each other.

The maid quickly found a snare drum.

"I'll play the drums first and be a demonstration." Song Qi turned his head and handed the flowers to Meng Yilan.

The game starts now.

The drum sounded.

It was the first time that the concubines played this kind of game, and the court ladies watched with some curiosity.

The drums stopped.

Fang Bi got the flowers and was a little at a loss. Seeing Song Qi turning his head to look at him, he was even more at a loss.

"Do you want to answer questions or do things?"

Fang Bian bit his lip: "Let's do something."

"Throw a wink at me, and then praise me for looking good."

The eyes of everyone lit up instantly.

Song Qi actually had more requirements to cross the boundary, but thinking of the times, he still converged slightly.

Fang Bi was stunned, his face flushed.

Biting his lip, he looked at Song Qi for several times before passing a reluctantly affectionate look, and he kept saying: "The appearance of the imperial concubine empress, Shen Yuluoyan, closed moon and shame."

"Forget it for you." Song Qi looked at Fang Yan, "I don't usually see you so shy."

Fang Bi wanted to stare at Song Qi, but she didn't dare.

The psychological shadows left by the mothers last time are still there.

"You knock."

Fang Bi's eyes lit up and ran to the front of the drum.

She glanced at the number of people, then at Song Qi, showing a ill-intentioned smile.

Fang Bian knocked very slowly. When Song Qi watched the flowers reach him, he immediately gave Meng Yilan.

Just as Meng Yilan was about to give it to others, the drums stopped.

Fang Bi turned his head and saw that Meng Yilan was a little disappointed.

"Queens, will you let the mother come to discipline me?"

Song Qi glanced at Fang Bi: "I said it was a game. There is no respect and humbleness in front of the game."

"Well, then do you want to answer questions or do things?"

Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi: "Let's do things."

Fang Bi smiled and glanced at Song Qi: "Kick the noble concubine."

Song Qi:...

Meng Yilan:...

Other concubines present:...

I have to say that Fang's courage is really great.

Meng Yilan glanced at Fang Lai, then gave Song Qi a light kick.

It's not a kick, it's almost a touch.

Fang Bi was a little disappointed, and then glanced at Song Qi: "Emperor Concubine, you shouldn't retaliate later."

"If I wanted to retaliate against you, I would have you jump off the boat just now."

Fang Bi breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his seat.

Meng Yilan went to beat the drum.

She just calculated the approximate time it would take to get to Song Qi, although she didn't know how long it would be.

Every time I beat the drum, I felt it hit her heart.

When she stopped, she looked back and noticed that Song Qi was holding a flower and her eyes lit up.

Some restrained excitement.

"What to choose?"

"Do things." Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan, knowing that she was probably considered good.

Meng Yilan bit her lip, clenched her fists and then loosened them: "Hold me."

Song Qi blinked and looked at Meng Yilan. This request was too simple.

Fang Bi sighed disappointedly.

Meng Yilan glanced in her direction.

She actually wanted to let Song relatives take a look, but she was afraid to scare her.

Just as Song Qi got up and opened his hand, Meng Yilan plunged directly into her arms.

She froze for a moment.

Meng Yilan buried his head on Song Qi's chest, no matter what other people thought of him.

She just wanted to hold her like this, just hold her like this.

Song Qi looked down at her, feeling a little strange, but still hugged her.

The smell on Meng Yilan's body is very good, very sweet, and her whole body is soft, and it feels good to hold her.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke.

After a long while, Meng Yilan let go of her hand reluctantly, returned to her position and sat down, her expression calm, but her cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and her chest was ups and downs.

Although other people thought it was strange, they didn't think much about it.

Song Qi glanced at Meng Yilan and continued to beat the drums.

This time the flower fell on Chang Zai's hand. Before Song Qi had spoken, Chang Zai raised his hand excitedly: "Can you take me out for a flight?"

"I let you do things."

She often had her mouth open, her excited little face quickly collapsed.

"Forget it, let you fly around."

Chang Zai's face was instantly filled with smiles.

Meng Yilan raised her head and glanced at Song Qi, wanting her not to do this, but she didn't know how to say it.

Often at very light, Song Qi got up with a light hug.

The moment she flew out with her, Chang Zai immediately screamed.

The concubines all stood on the deck and watched.

"How old is it?" Song Qi was curious about the young girl's age.