The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Soon it will be time to go back to Beijing, Song Yunzhao’s luggage has already been packed, Anshun led someone to send the cage to the car, and Yunzhao on the other side has already dressed, Feng Yi has already fought with the queen mother Hello, you don't need to go to the Queen Mother to act together, so you just wait for the time to get in the car ahead of time.

The Queen Mother was naturally unhappy, but she let Song Yunzhao enjoy special treatment when she left Beijing, and it was not easy to refuse when she returned to Beijing, so her face was naturally not good-looking after holding her breath.

Concubine Shu didn't deal with the queen mother and pretended not to see it.

Wang Zhaorong will not serve the queen mother wholeheartedly like before. When something happened to the Wang family, she went to beg the queen mother, but the queen mother didn't show her back. Only Nanny Yao came out and said that the queen mother was unwell and went to bed.

What fell asleep, but just refused to help.

What's more, she is no longer the third concubine, or the empress dowager with a sullen face, what does it have to do with her, she is just a poor Zhao Rong.

As for Concubine Wan, she has never been close to the Empress Dowager, and she is not a good-spoken person, and she puts on the airs of a talented woman, so naturally she will not do things that Concubine Shu would not do.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the hall is very delicate, Concubine Shu and Concubine Wan are pretending to be wooden figures, and who else dares to go past them.

Qin Xiyue sat in the crowd, swept her eyes around, paused for a moment on Wang Zhaorong, and then retracted them.

Her father was forced to resign and return to his hometown, and Wang Zhaorong's family went bankrupt to save Wang Xuanfan's life. She didn't understand why Wang Zhaorong would go out with Song Yunzhao because the beneficiary was Song Yunzhao's father.

The two of them have a feud.

She used to think that Concubine Zhuang's mind was not very bright sometimes, but now she saw that it was indeed the case.

If this continues, won't all the people in the harem be won over by Song Yunzhao?

Qin Xiyue was angry in her heart, but there was no better way right now.

Obviously Song Yunzhao was just the daughter of a small county magistrate, but after only a year or two, her father had already achieved the position of Minister, obviously she was the daughter of the Taifu, but her father was forced to return home .

And... even Ji Yunting wanted to marry Xie Linlang, she knew that Xie Linlang had a very good relationship with Song Yunzhao.

Why, why did everyone who had a relationship with her get involved with Song Yunzhao?

Obviously it shouldn't be like this, and she doesn't know what it should be like, but she has a feeling that things shouldn't be like this.

Han Jinyi lightly poked Feng Yunjin.

Feng Yunjin turned her head slightly and looked at her suspiciously.

Han Jinyi pointed in Qin Xiyue's direction, and immediately retracted her gaze to avoid being noticed.

Feng Yunjin glanced at Qin Xiyue and withdrew her gaze, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about it, we'll talk about it when we get back to Beijing safely."

Han Jinyi nodded. I don't know if she was careless, but she always felt that Qin Xiyue's eyes lingered on them, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Song Yunzhao seized the time to get on the carriage, the carriage was covered with thick cushions, and there was a big soft pillow on the seat, in case she was too hot, one side of the soft pillow was woven with ivory silk, and it was cool to lean against.

When it was too hot at noon, an ice basin would be provided on her carriage. The journey was far away and it was not easy to transport ice, so only the Emperor Dowager and her had this kind of treatment.

The emperor set off, the officials saw him off, and after all the procedures went through, it was almost noon. Song Yunzhao woke up after a good night's sleep. The carriage had already left the range of the palace. When he lifted the curtain and looked out, there were green oil on both sides. Oily seedlings make people feel better.

When I came here, I found the journey difficult, and when I went back, it was even more difficult, because her stomach was bigger than when I came here. In the second half of the journey, Feng Yi saw her getting more and more haggard day by day, so he simply took her on the dragon carriage.

The Dragon Chariot is much more comfortable than Yun Zhao's carriage, six horse-drawn carriages, and the shock absorption is well done, not so bumpy.

Feng Yi still had to read the papers in the car, anyway, Yun Zhao woke up and opened his eyes to see him reading and criticizing the papers, and occasionally sent ministers to ask questions, at this time she very consciously pulled the small curtain, absolutely Don't make any noise.

The courtiers were also a little uncomfortable. There was Song Zhaoyi on the emperor's dragon chariot, and he felt awkward talking back.

Song Yunzhao will never be embarrassed to pretend that she doesn't exist, Long Nian is so comfortable, is she the kind of person who wrongs herself because of other people's eyes?

When he finally returned to the capital, Yun Zhao heaved a long sigh of relief, it could be considered that he had arrived.

Seeing her lack of energy, Feng Yi couldn't help feeling distressed, and said softly, "I'll ask Zhang Maoquan to send you back first."

Song Yunzhao immediately regained his spirits, "Is it going to be bad?"

"It's okay, it's my will, you just need to follow it."

Song Yunzhao was overjoyed, she liked the little appearance of the emperor, so she left happily.

Feng Yi smiled and shook his head, if she stayed with her, she would have to face the incoming officials, and there would be a banquet later, how could she hold on.

Song Yunzhao couldn't bear it anymore, he was very kind when he returned to his Wangyou Palace, and fell asleep as soon as he fell into the tent.

Knowing that they were coming back, the palace staff of Wangyou Palace had already cleaned the palace clean. Flowers were placed on the window sills, fresh fruits were placed on the table, and the curtains were filled with the fragrance of flowers and fruits, which was perfect for falling asleep with.

Anshun led people to bring in the cages, Mammy Yu arranged for people to take out the things one by one, Wangyou was busy inside and outside the palace without touching the ground, Yun Zhao slept and ignored everything.

When she woke up, it was dark outside, she got up and called someone in to ask, and found out that tonight the emperor was having a banquet in front of the officials.

It's not easy for the emperor, he travels all the way back and has to work overtime at night.

When she had dinner, the imperial physician was already waiting outside.

Yun Zhao was taken aback, she didn't announce that the imperial physician would come, Yu Nanny smiled and said, "The emperor asked them to come."

"Then let them in." Song Yunzhao lamented that the emperor was becoming more and more considerate now.

There is no major problem after the pulse diagnosis. After a long journey, I need to rest for a few days.

Song Yunzhao asked someone to give the imperial physician a reward. She ate well on the dragon chariot and was naturally in good health, but the quality of sleep was a little poor.

Song Yunzhao slept a lot during the day, and was a little sleepy at night, so he took the newly delivered notebook to pass the time.

If Zhang Mao is omnipotent, everyone came back together, and he can still think about sending the scriptures to his place. If such a talent does not do things, who can do it?

Halfway through the script, she heard movement outside. She glanced through the window and saw Feng Yi's figure appearing under the light.

It's an hour, and I didn't expect people to come.

Song Yunzhao immediately got up to welcome her out, Feng Yi helped her up at the door, "What are you in a hurry for?"

"Because I want to see you sooner."

Feng Yi picked him up.

Have a nice weekend, okay? The weather has been too hot recently, and I feel like I've been roasted on the road.