The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Xu Shiyunzhao's eyes were too direct, and Feng Yi rarely blushed.

Yun Zhao smiled even more happily. She walked over, stood on her tiptoes and kissed her son on the cheek first, then lightly brushed against Feng Yi's lips.

Feng Yi now feels that the second child is a bit of an eyesore.

Holding his son in one hand and Yun Zhao in the other, Feng Yi looked down at her and smiled, "What were you laughing at just now?"

The smile was so beautiful that it reached his heart.

When Song Yunzhao heard Feng Yi ask this question, he immediately said with a proud look on his face: "I'm laughing at my good luck."

"Huh?" Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao with some confusion. What do you mean?

"I just watched Yun'er sitting on the rattan mat playing. He wanted to take out the silver bell from the wooden ball. He tried several times without success. Such a small child, with focused eyes and no impatience, looked at him Being so serious, I thought, this kid is really good, if I had just raised my hand and thrown him out."

Feng Yi:......

Yun Zhao stretched out his hand and pinched his son's little face, "I thought again, how could I be so virtuous and capable in this life? To meet a human emperor who treats me wholeheartedly and to have such two precious children, you allow me to open a shop and make money. Yu Liang didn't panic, and promoted my natal family to straighten my waist.

When I was at my parents' house, although my father loved me, my life was not easy and I walked alone in the mud. Can't throw it away, can't put it down, can't move forward step by step, like being fried in a pan.

But ever since I met you, I've been flying straight up to the sky. These days are getting smoother and more satisfying as time goes by. I was thinking just now that the hardships I endured in the first half of my life were probably just so that I could meet you.

Feng Yi, I was thinking just now, I am really satisfied to live like this in this life. The greatest luck in my life is that I met you.

As long as I think of you, my heart is filled with joy. Every day that passes, I love you a little more than yesterday. "

Feng Yi stared at Yun Zhao, her eyes were shining, shining straight into his heart.

He hugged Yun Zhao tightly, feeling so full that he had nowhere to express his feelings. He was about to say a few words of love when his son slapped him in the face.

Feng Yi:......

Song Yunzhao laughed.

Feng Yi sighed heavily. When will this little kid grow up? When he grows up, he can leave it to his brother's control.

So as not to get in his way here.

The dinner was very sumptuous. Seeing Feng Yi lose weight, Yun Zhao knew that he must have been too busy these days and not eat well.

She served him soup and vegetables, then put the rice porridge in front of Feng Yun, handed him a small silver spoon, put on a small bib, and asked him to eat with the spoon.

Even if they are princes, she lets them do their own thing.

At first the nanny was trembling with fear, but later she found out that the eldest prince had been raised in this way, and the emperor had tacitly approved of it, so she didn't dare to say anything more.

"When Feng Yun first started eating when he was a child, he could use a spoon to smear himself all over his face. Look at Feng Yun, except for a few marks on his bib and around his mouth, everything else is clean. The temperament of these two children is real It’s so different, so interesting.”

"This is good. The two brothers complement each other. When Feng Yun grows up, he can also help his brother."

If the two brothers are too similar in temperament, it will be difficult to get along, but in this way, their movements and silence can complement each other.

Yun Zhao heard the hidden meaning in Feng Yi's words, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Feng Zuo is the eldest son, and since then he has established himself as the eldest son. If nothing unexpected happens, Feng Zuo will be the crown prince in the future, then Feng Yun is destined to miss this position.

So now Feng Yi is planning different routes for his two sons, which is also for the good of the children.

She doesn't get involved in these things. A mother doesn't want her two sons to be beaten into pieces.

The two of them talked and laughed, and when Feng Yun finished eating, the nanny came to take him away.

Only the two of them were left to continue eating, and Yun Zhao had time to ask Feng Yi, "Is the military ration case going well?"

"It's not going well, but I asked the three law departments to work together to investigate thoroughly, and the matter will come to a conclusion soon." Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao and said, "In a few days, I will be able to accompany you well, and wait for the Dragon Boat Festival How about you go out of the palace and watch the dragon boat race?"

Yun Zhao shook his head, "Forget it, it's crowded, I'm not very interested in this. If you have free time, why don't we go for a walk outside Beijing, just the two of us can be quiet. Go early in the morning, at dusk Returning, that would be interesting.”

"Okay." The smile in Feng Yi's eyes deepened, and he knew that Yun Zhao only loved being with him. "Ji Yunting and your cousin were both involved in the military ration case last year. This time I plan to let them go to the border town again. What do you think?"

"Would it be too conspicuous?"

"So take Ji Yunting with you."

Song Yunzhao blinked, and his feelings for Ji Yunting were just incidental.

Ah, the golden second actor in the book, Bai Yueguang, the one that everyone can’t stand.

Ji Yunting and Song Weiran were together, so the left prime minister was restricted in doing things.

"Okay, the emperor can make the decision, as long as it is beneficial to the emperor. Although my cousin is young, he is still very courageous in doing things. The emperor values ​​him so much. Naturally, he will share your majesty's worries and do his best to handle the case. ." When Song Yunzhao tries to gain favor for his cousin, he will never be lenient.

The most capable, tough-tempered and promising member of this generation of the Song family is Song Weiran. Yun Zhao naturally wants to support him, whether for his own sake or for his son's sake.

Being able to meet such a capable cousin like her is something that no one else would envy.

How many noble families have no successors, which is really sad.

There are many nobles and noble families in the capital, but there are only so many who can get ahead. Why?

It’s talent.

Family honor is the cornerstone, and the most important thing is that future generations are capable and capable.

Feng Yi liked this about Yun Zhao. He promoted talents without avoiding relatives. When he promoted the Song family, she would never just applaud him. She would first determine whether the matter would hinder him as the emperor, and then decide who the Song family would belong to.

In Yun Zhao's heart, he is always the most important one.

After finishing the meal, Feng Yi rarely grabbed Yun Zhao and went directly to the dormitory. Instead, he took her out of the Yaohua Palace. The two of them walked slowly along the palace path into the imperial garden.

Meng Jiuchang asked people to lead the way, and he walked in front personally holding a lamp, followed by his servants.

Song Yunzhao looked at such a grand gesture and said with a smile: "Let's just go around the garden and let them all go back."

Feng Yi knew that Yun Zhao thought Meng Jiuchang and the others were in the way, so he asked people to leave.

How dare Meng Jiuchang really disappear, he could only follow him from a distance.

Coming out of Yaohua Palace is the Imperial Garden to the east. This Imperial Garden has only been renovated this year. Opposite is Lu Zhixue's Yihua Palace, behind is Han Jinyi's Liuhua Palace, in front is Concubine Wan's Roufu Palace, and to the west is Nowhere. The Changle Palace where she lives is the queen's palace.

Precisely because he was surrounded by his own people, Yun Zhao now often asked the wet nurse and the palace maid to take Feng Yun out to play.

Now the two of them were walking hand in hand on the silent palace road, with the palace lanterns emitting a dim yellow light in the distance. Under the cover of night, they were the only ones in a trance.

Song Yunzhao suddenly stopped, looked to the left and shouted: "Who is there?"