The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Hearing these words, Song Yunzhao didn't know which was true and which was false for a while. After a long silence, he looked at Han Jinyi and said softly, "What happened in the palace before has nothing to do with us. It's better not to ask more questions."

Seeing Song Yunzhao's heavy expression, Han Jinyi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Yunzhao, many people in the palace are telling this story in private."

"Then did you hear what An Fangyi herself said?"

Han Jinyi shook his head.

"The living don't speak, and the dead can't prove their innocence. Naturally, what others say is what they say."

Han Jinyi's heart skipped a beat when she heard Song Yunzhao's words, her face was cloudy, and she said after a long while, "So you guessed that someone deliberately passed a message to me to let me know about it? But why?"

Song Yunzhao looked at Han Jinyi and said word by word, "Because you are on good terms with me."

Han Jinyi's face turned pale, and she said eagerly, "Yun Zhao, I don't mean anything else, I really just got the news and wanted to let you know."

"I know." Song Yunzhao smiled, "If it weren't for your kindness, I wouldn't have said the words just now to remind you."

Han Jinyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said angrily, "Don't let me find out who it is, or I won't let it go easily."

This is not only using her as a saboteur, but also sowing discord between her and Yun Zhao.

"Words in the palace are the lowest level of tactics, and only Lu Zhixue hasn't figured it out yet, and barks twice when she sees me. Look at the others, which one is not friendly. It's what we heard when we were outside the palace. It is rumored that Concubine Shu's temperament is not very good, but after being in the palace for so long, have you ever seen Concubine Shu say something in public that was caught by someone?"

Han Jinyi sighed, really not.

"I know life is hard, but I didn't expect someone to reach out to me first." Han Jinyi's face was burning with panic. If Yun Zhao hadn't reminded her, she probably wouldn't be able to recall it.

She pretended to be smart in vain, but in the end...

Seeing that Han Jinyi was in a bad mood, Song Yunzhao smiled and said, "The nanny in charge beside me said that after living in this palace for a long time, you will see all kinds of monsters and ghosts. Jinyi, this is just the beginning. With this It may not be a good thing to remind you of the next thing."

Han Jinyi smiled wryly, "You don't need to comfort me anymore, I understand in my heart."

After sitting a little wider, Han Jinyi got up and said goodbye. Before leaving, he looked at Song Yunzhao and said, "Be careful these two days. Standing in the wind, even if you are more beautiful, the danger will also double."

Song Yunzhao nodded, and personally sent Han Jinyi out, and when he turned back, he asked Xiangxue to pick impatiens to dye her nails.

What kind of entertainment can there be in the palace, but that's all, everyone is paying close attention to the day when the emperor chooses tooth cards in the future, so she naturally has to perform well.

Xiangxue and Shi Zhu picked the bright red impatiens in a small frame made of bamboo, crushed the petals with a jade mortar made of jade, filtered the juice out with a fine cotton cloth, then applied it on Yun Zhao's nails, and then wiped it with a silk cloth. Winding, wait a few hours to open it.

Song Yunzhao looked at the tightly wrapped ten fingertips and felt that he was stupid. She should dye it at night and then sleep.

Now, it's funny.

"Master, will this servant read to you?" Qingfeng touched the book and came in and said with a smile.

Song Yunzhao glanced at her, the smile in the eyes of the little maid hadn't faded, she sighed faintly, so she nodded, okay.

Qingfeng's voice is very nice. If it is released in later generations, she must be an excellent dubbing artist. She closed her eyes and listened to the book, and the sunlight gradually extended to the soft couch in front of the window, warming her body, listening to it Song Yunzhao fell asleep.

Yulu took a thin blanket and gently covered the master, and then said to Qingfeng: "Nurse Yu told you not to read, so as not to disturb the master's rest."

Qingfeng nodded and put the book away, and whispered to Yulu, "Then I'll stay here and guard."

Yulu agreed, and walked out lightly.

On the other side, Nanny Yu is leading people to choose the clothes and jewelry for the future. Regardless of whether they can be selected by His Majesty, they always have to prepare in advance.

The next day, the cloth was removed, and the nails were already dyed. Last night, I painted it a second time, so the color will be much richer today, and the bright red impatiens are dyed twice. His nails are indeed more beautiful in color. Song Yunzhao was in a beautiful mood as he played with his ten slender fingers.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Song Yunzhao looked at her own face in the mirror. She is very beautiful and cares about her face very much, because a beautiful face is also a kind of capital for her life in this time and space.

It may sound sad to say, but it is true.

She wanted to put on makeup by herself today, she drew the look, and asked Anshun to order a set of makeup brushes from the Liushang Bureau. Craftsmen these days can make brushes very well, so making brushes is naturally no problem.

I chose soft rabbit fur, dozens of brushes, large and small, rosewood wooden handle, pure gold edging with dark patterns carved, such a set of brushes, because they were made in a hurry, cost her a lot of money. Three hundred taels of silver, Liu Shangju is really black-hearted.

But after Song Yunzhao saw the real thing, he felt that three hundred taels was not so distressing. She called Xiangxue over, and while she was drawing for herself, she taught her and let her learn slowly.

Xiangxue sighed and said: "Master, you are really amazing, how could you come up with such a good thing. Don't let others know about it, we have to hide it and use it."

Of course Song Yunzhao knew that what she wrote on the drawing for Liushangju was painting tools, and makeup on the face was also a kind of painting.

Yun Zhao's makeup today is a bit more feminine than before, with a pure and charming look, and he is about to go to bed, so naturally he can no longer act like a girl.

The emperor was originally the one who fooled Concubine Shu with a fake servant, but when she came to her place, she didn't intend to be a showman for the emperor.

Thinking about it this way, Song Yunzhao was immediately happy, and with this joy, with a shake of his hand, the pink color at the end of his eyes was stretched.

Xiangxue hurriedly took the silk towel to wipe for the master. Song Yunzhao looked at it in the mirror and thought that it would be good if it was longer, so he asked Xiangxue to put away the silk towel, picked up the brush and slowly adjusted it, and slowly removed the lower eyeliner. The smudging gradually deepens, and the top and bottom reflect each other. With tools, you can get twice the result with half the effort. It is much better than using hands and eyebrows before, and the overall makeup looks much more refined.

Xiangxue watched in admiration from the side, but felt that she needed to learn a few more years to master this skill. She carefully cleaned up the used brushes, put them away again, and put them deep in the dowry box.

"What time is it?" Song Yunzhao asked.

"Return to master, it's time to apply." Qingfeng replied from the side.

Song Yunzhao frowned slightly, "Is there any movement ahead?"

"Not yet." Qingfeng shook his head and said, also anxious in his heart, it is said that the time can't be found, there should be a decree to enter the harem, but there is no movement yet.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng looked at his master's expression and thought about it, "Why don't I ask Mr. An to take a look?"

This visit is naturally not to inquire about the movements of the Taiji Palace, but to see if other people in the harem have received orders.

Song Yunzhao shook his head, "No need."

If others knew that Anshun had gone out to inquire about news, they would laugh at her. With so many pairs of eyes staring at Wangyou Palace today, she has to be extra careful in every move she makes.

Song Yunzhao picked up the book and read it to calm himself down.

At this time, Zhang Maoquan was waiting anxiously outside the Taiji Palace. The people in the dormitory were already waiting with tooth cards, but His Majesty hadn't moved yet. He was really anxious. I don't know who His Majesty would choose. Even if Zhang Maoquan hoped for Wangyou Palace I won the first place, but I dare not do anything at this time.

While secretly worrying, he heard the sound of the palace door opening, and soon someone came out to call the person in charge of the bedroom.

Zhang Maoquan breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and followed in with his feet lifted.

As soon as he entered, he felt Meng Jiuchang's eyes glaring at him. Zhang Maoquan pretended not to see it, and without looking at Meng Jiuchang, he stepped forward to salute, "Your Majesty, it's getting late."

Feng Yi glanced at Zhang Maoquan, and Zhang Maoquan immediately swallowed the rest of his words and shut up.

Just now I was thinking not to talk too much, why can't I control myself?

It must be that Meng Jiuchang's look at him annoyed him, which is why he did something wrong.

Feng Yi's eyes swept over the tray in the bedroom, on which were placed the tooth cards of the newly entered concubines, the first ones were Song Yunzhao and Qin Xiyue, they were both noble concubines, so they were naturally placed at the front.

Qin Xiyue... Feng Yi's brows twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the Grand Tutor Qin in the court today. The old guy relied on being the grand tutor, and the one who relied on the old to sell the old made a point of himself. Being so anxious this time must have something to do with the last time the concubine met her family.

Think about the story of the impeachment of the Song family brothers these days. Fortunately, Song Yunzhao’s father got a job, but her uncle was not so lucky. to go in.

Feng Yi's eyes gradually became sharper, he has been in power for five years, and these old guys still want to continue to play with him, ha ha.

Meng Jiuchang and Zhang Maoquan watched His Majesty in a daze, they subconsciously looked at each other, and then turned away.

Si Zheng, who was in the dormitory bureau, was also a little uneasy, and the hand holding the tray couldn't hold it any longer, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

"Your Majesty..." Meng Jiuchang spoke softly.

Feng Yi came back to his senses, his eyes fell on Song Yunzhao's dental plaque, and he pointed.

Zhang Maoquan was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Meng Jiuchang. He still kept his face upright and said, "Your maidservant is going to deliver the decree."

Feng Yi nodded slightly.

Meng Jiuchang stared at Zhang Maoquan twice, and then withdrew his gaze.

The decree reached Wangyou Palace, and everyone in the palace immediately got ready with joy. Song Yunzhao showed an expression of surprise and joy to Zhang Maoquan who came up to deliver the decree, and asked someone to reward him with money.

Zhang Maoquan said a few auspicious words, and hurried back to report.

Xiangxue hurriedly invited the master to the dressing table, put the prepared jewelry in her hair, Shi Zhu came over to dress and change with the selected dress, and Mammy Yu led the people to tidy up the inside and outside of the hall. It was clean and tidy, and the incense in the censer was replaced with new ones.

Song Yunzhao heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at the busy crowd.

Although she expected that the chance of choosing her would be higher, she was not 100% sure, but she was sure that her confrontation with everyone in the Royal Garden a few days ago would definitely give her extra points, as expected.

As the sky gradually darkened, the inner eunuch finally sang loudly from outside, "The emperor is here!"

Song Yunzhao immediately took the palace servants to greet him, and stood outside the palace gate to bow his knees and salute, before he could say auspicious words, when he raised his head, she couldn't help being startled.

Oh my god, her darling!

The emperor who stepped on the moon wore a smoky blue robe, and the golden dragon embroidered with gold thread emerged with golden light as he walked, and the night wind gently blew his robe. His steps were unhurried, under the moonlight and in such a quiet night, every step seemed to step on Yun Zhao's heart, fluctuating with her heartbeat.

Song Yunzhao: ...

The dog emperor must have dressed up specially!

Song Yunzhao's dazed expression obviously made Feng Yi very happy, and he said with a smile, "You don't need to be too polite, concubine, let's be flat."

Song Yunzhao: ...

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Yunzhao rarely blushed, it was really embarrassing.

As the emperor entered the inner hall, the emperor did not see Song Yunzhao's face clearly just now, and the emperor did not see Song Yunzhao's face clearly. Now that he entered the hall, Song Yunzhao's specially dressed face fell into his eyes.

She was already beautiful, her eyes were black and bright, but at this time because of the incident just now, her face was flushed, making her look even more beautiful, especially the redness at the end of her eyes, which made people unable to bear it. I want to reach out and touch it.

Feng Yi put his hands behind his back, met Song Yunzhao's clear and bright eyes, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

Song Yunzhao regrouped. Now that she has shown her embarrassing image, she can't make a fool of herself for nothing, so she will follow the trend. Three points shy and seven points nervous, the blush on her face added points just right, perfectly setting off her behavior tonight.

Falling into Feng Yi's eyes, at this time Song Yunzhao's eyes seemed to be covered with tiny stars, shining and eye-catching, coupled with her already outstanding face, it was really astonishingly gorgeous, but her eyes contained the innocence of a girl and shy.

The Song Yunzhao that Feng Yi is familiar with is not like this, it is the sharp one with thorns, who can stab people's hands all the time.

Song Yunzhao in front of him was soft and clear, Feng Yi felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have come.

But if he left now, how would Song Yunzhao gain a foothold in the palace from now on.

Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi's expression and turned his mind. The emperor's eyes are not right. He really is the emperor who has a cleanliness in the book. Does this mean he wants to retreat?

Could it be that her performance was too good to scare people?

How about that?

After entering her Pansi Cave, the emperor would never want to leave cleanly.

Song Yunzhao walked up to the emperor with a shy expression on his face, raised his head slightly, there was a light pink on Baiyu's face, soft and tender, and his moist eyes stared at the person in front of him with light.

Feng Yi subconsciously took a step back.

Song Yunzhao: ...

What are you running?

Mad at her!

Isn't she beautiful? Is she unattractive? Was she not sincere enough to him?

So he still runs away?

She is a thick-skinned person, do you know how difficult it is for her to play the shyness of an innocent girl?

Song Yunzhao received a dose of harsh medicine. She looked at the retreating figure of the emperor with a surprised and hurt look on her face. She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't know what to say, and then she also took a step back.

Feng Yi was taken aback for a moment, facing Song Yunzhao's slightly pale face, he suddenly realized that his actions just now seemed to have hurt her.

"Song Yunzhao..."

Song Yunzhao's eyes were red, and he looked like he was holding back his tears. He lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath, and said with a little distance in his tone: "If your majesty doesn't like concubines, just leave."

For a moment, Feng Yi didn't know what to say at this moment. He had seen Song Yunzhao who was arguing with others, Song Yunzhao who was proud and flamboyant, and she who had slapped the table and scolded people after reading the script, but he had never seen her cry.

Feng Yi took a sudden step forward and grabbed Song Yunzhao's wrist, "That's not what I meant..."

"What does the emperor mean?"

Although the tone was questioning, Song Yunzhao said it with a bit of pitiful taste, and shook his hand away in shame and anger.

Feng Yi had nothing to say. At this moment, he realized that Song Yunzhao was not someone like Concubine Shu. She was able to stay because he kept her.

His dark, obscure thoughts, used on her, made him feel a little guilty.

"You are beautiful tonight, I was dazzled for a moment." Feng Yi opened his mouth to speak nonsense, coaxing people first before speaking.

Song Yunzhao raised his head abruptly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes seemed to be lit with a beam of light.

Feng Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately following her, she heard Song Yunzhao say: "I thought the emperor disliked my bad temper, and now he regrets seeing me."

Feng Yi did regret it, but it wasn't the reason Yun Zhao said, it was because he couldn't look directly at Yun Zhao's purity.

For a person who is too dark, when he suddenly stands under the light, his first reaction is to run away, even if he is the emperor, he is no exception.

Hearing Song Yunzhao mention that she had a bad temper, Feng Yi couldn't help smiling.

Song Yunzhao: ...

What Xiaoqing said before was pretty good, but you should continue, how will she get back after this joke?

Anyway, she won't let the emperor run away. Thinking of this, she intentionally showed a wry smile, and said softly: "I know how much men like women with a submissive temperament, and I also know that my temper is too strong. There is something to say."

Feng Yi frowned slightly.

"But it's also the first time for me to be a concubine for someone else. Tonight is my bridal chamber wedding night, and I'm also looking forward to it... Time flies, and the years are flying by. Looking back after many years, I also want to have a perfect memory. "Song Yunzhao's voice became lower and lower, and then he lowered his head again.

She said it so clearly, the emperor should understand, right?

"The most beautiful years of a woman are just a few years. I want the emperor to remember me more deeply, more, and better."

"If the emperor really doesn't like concubines, it must be my fault, and I won't blame you, please go back."

Song Yunzhao ran into the dormitory, choked with sobs, covered his face, kicked the embroidered shoes off randomly, and fell to the ground in a mess, and then entered the tent.

I don't know how long it took, but Song Yunzhao only felt her heart beating faster and faster, and when she heard slight footsteps, she immediately fell on the pillow, how could she cry so beautifully? Forty-five degrees or thirty degrees? Still can't spend her makeup!

As soon as Feng Yi walked in, he saw a pair of shoes thrown down on the ground, in such a mess, it seemed that the owner was in a bad mood and vented his anger on them.

Through the curtain of light blue tulle, one could see Song Yunzhao's body twitching slightly. Her crying was also silent and depressing, and it was a bit astringent in people's ears.

Feng Yi sighed inwardly, walked over slowly, raised the curtain with his hand, and sat sideways on the edge of the bed.

He used to be an unfavored prince, no one paid attention to him, he lived alone in the corner of Nuo Da's palace, no one would let him coax him, because he was not worthy of others' coaxing.

Later, when he became the emperor and the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he would not coax anyone, no one was worth coaxing him.

However, in his life, Song Yunzhao suddenly popped up. He thought of her lively appearance with her hips akimbo arguing with others when they first met, and now she is the person who is almost crying.

Feng Yi really didn't know what to do, he had never encountered such a thing.

He really planned to come here for a formality, but after hearing Yun Zhao's words before, he thought about it seriously, and she was right.

She was not a woman who entered the palace with a purpose in the family's high-ranking official's mansion. He had investigated and knew that she entered the palace because the sisters in the family were fighting for each other and her mother was eccentric. Later, when she was selected, she could also see her intention to lose the election.

It was him who left the man behind.

Song Yunzhao said that this was the first time she was given a concubine, Feng Yi thought, she was also the first woman he took the initiative to keep.

She said that she was looking forward to having a perfect wedding night in the bridal chamber. Feng Yi thought about it, and it was impossible for him to be a monk for the rest of his life just because of those unsuitable women in the harem.

With that in mind, he still stepped in.

Feng Yi reached out to pick him up from the pillow and hugged him in his arms, and said with some helplessness: "I didn't say anything, you are indeed a bit tempered."

Hearing this, Song Yunzhao's heart fell completely. Anyway, no matter what the emperor thinks, he must really stay tonight. It's the first wedding night in her two lifetimes, so she can't just waste it like this. Be sure to put it in place.

Song Yunzhao reached out and hugged the emperor's waist, feeling his body stiffen slightly, and then began to worry about his wedding night, the emperor didn't know what to do, right?

Although she has no practical experience, she has theoretical experience.

Thinking this way in his heart, he said: "What kind of temperament do I have? Didn't the emperor already know it outside the palace? If I have such a bad temper, if you still want to keep me, then it is not my problem."

You left it by yourself, what else do you dislike?

When Feng Yi thought about it, it actually made sense.

He chooses people, so it's really not good to be too picky.

Song Yunzhao noticed that the emperor's heartbeat was comparable to hers, so she had to seize the best opportunity, her brain was spinning rapidly, how did the beauties raise their heads with tears in the movies and TV dramas, which made people feel pitiful?

Song Yunzhao couldn't remember, no matter how fast she was.

Feng Yi lowered his head to stare at the person in his arms and raised his head slightly. The red agate beads fell on her white collarbone, and there were still tears in her big eyes, but the corners of her mouth were raised high, and her smile was flamboyant and bright. That stream of tears rolled down her cheeks along with her smile, and her whole body was as warm as the scorching sun in summer, which seemed to warm his cold heart.

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I originally wanted to finish writing, but I really can’t finish writing. I really didn’t mean to get stuck, so I wrote it here... Cover your face and run away, little cuties, don’t raise your forty-five-meter sword!