The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

"If there is a destiny to see you someday, I will report my family name. Don't worry about today's affairs, girl, I will not say a word to outsiders."

Song Yunzhao was not surprised when he heard the rejection from Master Folding Fan. He just told her not to flirt with me, but it didn't work.

Tsk, good cabbage is not so easy to take home.

He politely refused, Song Yunzhao couldn't tell, that's all, that's all, when she enters the palace and stands for election, she might get a marriage gift, even if she meets him again, it's probably not destined.

Hey, it's a pity that my fate with her is shallow.

Song Yunzhao didn't have any intention of getting close, so he focused all his attention on the gossip on the second floor, not knowing what was going on now. Although he wrote the story, it's still scratching his head if he couldn't see it in the reality show.

"Brother, did you see what happened on the second floor?"

She doesn't dislike it even if she can't see the live broadcast.

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao's eager and undisguised gossip, and suddenly smiled for some reason.

Song Yunzhao: ...

I think this smile is a bit strange and rippling, but it's pretty good.

As soon as Feng Yi told what he saw, Song Yunzhao's information was matched, and the nurse's inquiry was correct.

Tsk, a creature like a scumbag really does not distinguish between time and space.

Seeing Song Yunzhao's strange expression, Feng Yi asked calmly, "What's your opinion on this matter?"

Since he was doomed to miss him, Song Yunzhao didn't need to bother pretending to be a lady, and said directly: "This scholar is really unbearable, capable of what others can't, he is a talent."

Feng Yi:?

This yin and yang praise made him feel like he had met those cunning old officials in the court.

"Girl, you might as well speak up." Feng Yi kept smiling.

"You can bend your waist for money, and break your promise for power. Whoever meets such a selfish person will be unlucky."

Selfish people?

This word is new, but it is very appropriate when you think about it.

Feng Yi raised his eyes to look at Song Yunzhao, and saw her stretching her neck to look towards the second floor, as if she could see something, which made people feel inexplicably festive.

"Young lady's words are a bit different. The scholar got an official position after high school, and the lady's marriage contract with him is indeed high. He married a wife of the right family, and then took the lady into the mansion as a concubine. It can be regarded as the best of both worlds."

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Song Yunzhao smiled. Looking at this man's splendor, he didn't expect that he was also a philanderer. Fortunately, fortunately, this smooth, smooth and super handsome cabbage did not belong to her family, otherwise she would vomit to death.

"Don't compare yourself too much, compare yourself to hurt yourself. If this scholar has no money, how can he go to Beijing to seek a teacher, if he doesn't have a teacher, how can he get a good marriage? In the final analysis, this karma is all because of that young lady. Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl to scold his mother, such an ungrateful person with no bottom line, in the mouth of the young master, he has become a well-thought-out and clever person. Fortunately, I thought that the young master Guangming Jiyue has a noble character, but it turned out to be mediocre."

Feng Yi was immediately stunned, but after thinking about it, he felt that his vision was right. He just needed someone like Song Yunzhao with a bad temper to clean up the harem for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi asked again: "If you were a girl, what would you do?"

"Of course it is to seek justice, recover the money, and make a name for him by the way. From then on, the grievances and grievances will be cleared, and there will be no relationship between male and female marriages." Song Yunzhao said firmly.

This kind of farting, turning corners, wicked and smoking scumbag, what are you keeping him for, adding a dish to the ancestors during the Chinese New Year?

Feng Yi's eyes lit up, yes, these words really suit his appetite, he looked at the group of women in the harem who were stuffed in, they were very disturbed, they all felt dirty when they slept, and he needed a thunderbolt like Song Yunzhao to clear the scene for him.

At this moment, a woman in a light yellow shirt suddenly rushed down from the second floor, with anger on her face, she strode away with her servants, followed by a white-faced man in a bamboo-green long gown, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before Song Yunzhao recovered, he heard someone say loudly: "Everyone, I am the shopkeeper of Yuquan Building. I think everyone is very curious about the outcome of this matter. I will definitely inquire carefully for you. In the future, Yuquan Building will invite a storyteller to tell you about this interesting story. You are welcome to come and enjoy it."

Song Yunzhao was astonished, this Xie Jinshu was really good, it was broken to the point, this would definitely be a marketing genius in future generations.

If it suits her taste, Xie's family can earn back the money they bought for the script, so she can feel at ease receiving the money.

Song Yunzhao was in a good mood, watched Feng Yi get up and said, "Thank you for the tea today..."

"Be careful!" Feng Yi stretched out his long arms and pulled Song Yunzhao away.

Song Yunzhao staggered from being dragged, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what was going on, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed Young Master Folding Fan's arm, before she stabilized her body to see clearly, she heard a coquettish voice, "You still protect her, I asked clearly before, she just got the news and came to block Brother Yunting on purpose."

Song Yunzhao: ...

Really, now that she heard Brother Yunting's words, she wanted to run away physiologically.

Every time she hears these words, she will be unlucky.

After she stood firmly, she turned her head to look at her seat, and sure enough, she saw a big puddle of tea splashed on it.

Has she been stuck with teapots, teacups, cups of tea, and tea series in her life?

Song Yunzhao remained silent with a dark face.

Looking at her like this, Feng Yi remembered her unlucky situation in the Sanyuan Building, and suddenly felt happy.

Really, it was the first time in his life that he had seen such an unlucky woman.

He has always felt that his life is not smooth, but now he feels much more comfortable. Sure enough, life needs comparison.

Happiness is out of comparison.

Song Yunzhao took a breath, took another breath, and said silently in his heart, I am a cannon fodder female supporting role without ranking.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, and there is no one to replace you when you get sick."

The corners of Feng Yi's mouth twitched when she heard Song Yunzhao's chanting, and she always heard her say strange and nonsensical things. .

Song Yunzhao decided to endure it, He Lanyun just poured tea on Qin Xiyue, and she was the one who was implicated.

He Lanyun didn't mean to splash her on purpose, it was an accident, it was just an accident, she is not unreasonable, she can bear it!

Song Yunzhao swallowed the dog's blood, squeezed out a smile and thanked Mr. Folding Fan, "Thank you for your generous help..."

Before she finished speaking, the crowd suddenly surged, and a strong force struck her, pushing her into Young Master Folding Fan. This gesture of throwing herself into his arms, if she knew it in future generations, she would rush towards him.

But here, no!

She immediately exerted her feet, her fingers tightly grasped the man's arm, her buttocks were pushed back, and she exerted all her strength like a heavy weight, fighting for her reputation.

Feng Yi saw the change in Song Yunzhao's movements. He turned his arms slightly and followed her movements to stabilize her. Before the person who bumped into him found out, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd, as if he had been squeezed away.

Song Yunzhao couldn't care less about Mr. Folding Fan, she stood firm, immediately broke out in combat power, turned her head, and met Qin Xiyue's extremely embarrassed face.

Behind Qin Xiyue are Ji Yunting and He Lanyue who are protecting her, and behind is Chu Donghui who is catching He Lanyun.

Just like the gourd baby saving grandpa, the seven babies are neatly placed on a vine.

At this time, the heroine and the female supporting the male and the male supporting each other are in a scuffle, and none of her can squeeze into the harem, so why should she be the vanguard of cannon fodder?

Song Yunzhao was so angry that she went mad again and again. She endured it the first two times, but this time she really couldn't bear it.

Because of He Lanyun's whip, the Yuquan Building was in chaos. After Song Yunzhao stood firm, he grabbed the table with one hand to avoid being knocked down, and stretched out one foot secretly, which happened to trip Ji Yunting, and he was about to embrace Qin Xiyue.

Song Yunzhao watched as Qin Xiyue was forced to turn around and faced He Lanyun's whip straight.

Oh my god, it's so exciting.

Although Song Yunzhao knew that the heroine would definitely not be able to withstand the whip, he subconsciously covered his face, peeked out from between his big fingers, and watched Chu Donghui reach out to stop the whip.

Tsk.

Song Yunzhao thought to himself that the halo of the heroine is really invincible, and her strategy of staying away from the heroine is right.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Song Yunzhao immediately withdrew as soon as he saw it. When she sneaked out of the Yuquan Tower, it occurred to her that Mr. Folding Fan had already run away.

Hmph, this person is really not to be judged by appearances, but since he entrusted her to protect her reputation at the time, I'd better give him a thumbs up for this clever little ghost.

Why can't people be cannon fodder? It's because they run fast.

Song Yunzhao patted his chest and gasped until he got into the carriage and the wheels flew away from this place.

Fortunately, fortunately slipped out.

If she dared to stay and watch the fun, something even more unlucky might come to her. She is an unknown low-level cannon fodder, but she can't be a stepping stone for He Lanyun, the No. 1 cannon fodder.

As for what happened to the heroine and the supporting actress, it has nothing to do with her.

Although I love to eat melons, but first of all, I have to eat them with my life.

After returning to the mansion, Song Yunzhao changed into regular clothes, holding a book and drinking tea, don't be too comfortable.

After waiting for more than half an hour, I realized that I hadn't done my business, and I forgot to give Xie Linlang the new notebook.

That's all, let someone around you send it tomorrow, so it's not appropriate to go out today.

"girl."

Feeling frightened, Song Yunzhao calmed down, lazily raised his head to look at Qian Cao who came in through the curtain.

"Girl, Miss Xi from the East Court would like to invite you over for tea."

Song Yunzhao frowned, "Now?"

Is it time for dinner?

What kind of tea do you drink at this time?

"Yes, the girl next to Miss Xi said that Miss Xi begs you to honor me."

Song Yexi is not planning to run for election, what tea can I ask her for?

Song Yunzhao felt that there must be something wrong, and he didn't want to get involved.

There are three more today, and two more.