The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

In view of her non-chief physique, coupled with the standard outfit of a vicious female supporting role, even though the world has been torn apart by her, she still doesn't want to face the danger.

"I'm going into the mountains to hunt. I'm afraid my body won't be able to handle it." Song Yunzhao pointed to Feng Yi's slightly protruding belly and said.

Feng Yi made sense after thinking about it, "That's a pity, the hunting in the mountains is quite lively today, and the children from all families who come to the palace will participate."

Song Yunzhao thought to himself that she can't go, if she is not pregnant, she must go and see, if she is pregnant, she must be extremely careful.

After all, female supporting roles are always unlucky fighters with this kind of physique. Even if they do nothing, disaster may happen.

Especially this kind of undeveloped new map, you can't put yourself in it just to watch the excitement.

If you want to watch the excitement, after she gives birth, you can watch it sitting, lying down, or walking, whatever you want!

"I can't go, the emperor should go and have a look, maybe you can see useful talents." Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi and said.

This kind of occasion is a good opportunity to provide promotion channels for the right-hand man of the heroine, so she won't let the emperor go.

Sure enough, when she said that, Feng Yi shook his head and smiled, "Where can't you choose talents, you have to go to the mountains? I agreed to accompany you today, where do you want to go?"

Song Yunzhao wanted to go to a place where no one was around, looked at Feng Yi and said, "Why don't we go to the market, I've always wanted to go, but I didn't dare to go by myself. It would be best if the emperor accompanied me. "

"That's just right, the market at the foot of the mountain is more lively at night." Feng Yi readily agreed.

Song Yunzhao let out a sigh of relief, hugged Feng Yi's arm and went back to the tent with him to change clothes, their clothes were too conspicuous.

Meng Jiuchang heard that the two of them were going to the market, so he immediately went to the Clothes Bureau to pick out two sets of clothes and sent them over. After wearing them, they looked like young masters and wives from ordinary families, not very eye-catching.

Song Yunzhao felt that Meng Jiuchang was getting more and more good at handling things, so she asked Zhang Maoquan to stay in the palace, so that he could take care of him in case something happened.

Taking Anshun Xiangxue with him, Feng Yi took Meng Jiuchang and a few guards with him, and the group left quietly.

Princess Fukang stood in front of the tent and stared into the distance. After a while, she smiled slightly, and said to Nanny Lan beside her, "This Song Zhaoyi is really extraordinary. I thought she would go to the mountain to join in the fun, but I didn't expect it to be so. Persuading the emperor to leave."

Sister Lan has been with the princess for decades, and after hearing this, she said in a deep voice, "Princess, although Song Zhaoyi's background is not lowly, the glory of his ancestors has long since faded away. This one is really at the bottom. You said that she is capable of overpowering everyone and monopolizing the emperor's favor, how can she be a simple person."

"It's better if it's not simple. If she has only a face but no brains, I really dare not cooperate with her."

"What the princess said is that according to the news I heard from the old slave, the emperor is very obedient to Song Zhaoyi, and even her natal family has supported her, but she is not just giving a good-looking Kongjue, but a step-by-step promotion. From this point of view alone, you should be careful."

"I have no conflict of interest with Song Zhaoyi, and I just want to use her hand to land safely in the capital. It is a good thing for me to promote the Song family." Princess Fukang chuckled, "I want you to inquire about Song Xinran, but you can inquire about it." Clear?"

"Princess, this old slave thinks you have to think twice. This Mr. Song is not simple. He is a prostitute who overturns others and sits on it. I'm afraid the princess's temperament will not be able to hold this one." Lan Lan said worriedly Said.

"If there is a sincere marriage, what can the two couples say about whether they can hold it?" Princess Fukang's face darkened slightly, "Isn't it the same with my marriage with the son-in-law?"

"But how much you have been wronged for so many years."

"Is it wronged to go to his hometown with the son-in-law? I don't think so." Princess Fukang felt that those years of living with her husband were the happiest, and she didn't have to think about those intrigues, as long as she lived comfortably.

The only bad thing is that she, a princess, lives in a small place and cannot compare with the scenery in the capital.

It's a pity that their relationship as husband and wife is shallow, and after the son-in-law died of illness, she couldn't stay for a moment when she saw things and thought about others. Moreover, her children are too young to spend their entire lives in a small place.

In the end, it will come back.

Sister Lan sighed softly, "If you want to say this, I think Mrs. Song is a good candidate. Mrs. Song teaches her children well, and Mrs. Xiao Song has a good character. After winning Tanhua, he will take the initiative to release it. Dacheng."

"I'm afraid Song Zhaoyi will be sad about this marriage." Princess Fukang frowned.

"Such a good marriage, how could Song Zhaoyi disagree?" Nanny Lan didn't think so, Princess Duanjing was the princess' treasure, and although she was raised delicately, she had learned her virtues and skills carefully.

"Look at what Song Zhaoyi did today? Such a person has her own thoughts and ideas, and it is difficult for others to be easily seduced. The more this is the case, the harder it is to impress with things. Moreover, you also said that Song Zhaoyi has a deep friendship with Song's parents. , she must be cautious about Song Xinran's marriage."

Sister Lan frowned, "Isn't it possible to have a marriage from the emperor?"

"Song Zhaoyi can facilitate the marriage bestowed by the emperor, but can also disturb this matter."

"Then what to do?"

"Let's talk about it later." Princess Fukang also had some headaches. She had met people like Song Yunzhao before, but they were difficult to deal with.

On the other side, Song Yunzhao and Feng Yi had a great time at the market, eating and shopping along the way, and bought a lot of small items, which she planned to give away when they returned to the palace.

What is pyrotechnic gas?

It is walking in the crowd, you can do what you want, you don't have to stick to your identity, and you are integrated with the world, that is the taste of life.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yunzhao took a bite of the small wonton, looked up at Feng Yi and asked with a smile.

Feng Yi had never eaten at such a small stall, even if he was in micro-service, he would go to a serious restaurant.

"The taste is not bad." Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao and smiled. Although it was not a delicacy, it had a special taste.

Song Yunzhao has missed this bite for a long time. She went out to eat with her father once when she was young, and since then she rarely has the chance.

After eating the small wontons, Song Yunzhao dragged Feng Yi along and continued to move forward. He bought straw grasshoppers and sugar figurines from the roadside, and asked the old man who made the sugar figurines to make a pair of sugar mandarin ducks, and then he and Feng Yi ate them one by one.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao strangely, "I thought you would be reluctant to eat?"

Song Yunzhao said with a proud face: "What I eat in my stomach is my own. What if I hold it in my hand and flaunt it and someone snatches it away?"

Feng Yi understands, Yun Zhao must be hinting to him, don't allow others to take him away!

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that eating it was really a good idea, and my mood instantly became very good.

Look, she cares about him so much!