The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

After Song Yunzhao welcomed the person in, he felt that the emperor might not be in a good mood. When he was unhappy, he usually couldn't tell, but she had observed carefully. When the emperor was unhappy, his eyes would It will be colder than usual.

She can't express this kind of coldness, she can only understand it but not express it in words.

Just like now, she can tell at a glance that the emperor is unhappy, but the emperor doesn't want people to see that he is unhappy, and he still has a smile on his face.

This is difficult to do.

Song Yunzhao pretended that he didn't know anything, happily welcomed the emperor in, and asked with a curious look, "Your Majesty, I want to ask you something."

Feng Yi looked sideways at Song Yunzhao, and found that she seemed to be very happy today, her eyes were so bright that they could be set on fire, and she was a little curious for a while, so she asked, "What's the matter, tell me."

Tsk, still put on airs!

Song Yunzhao leaned forward slightly to approach the emperor, and then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Your Majesty, will you come to the harem for the Qixi Festival banquet on Qixi Festival?"

Feng Yi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why would my concubine ask such a question?"

Song Yunzhao couldn't help but think of a well-known saying in later generations: When you like someone, you call him Xiao Tiantian, and when you don't like him, you call him Mrs. Niu.

In the dog emperor's tent, the enthusiasm is like fire, and he speaks loudly, and when he puts on his clothes, his relatives will not recognize him and call him his concubine.

Pooh!

"What do you think?" Song Yunzhao asked back with winking eyes.

Feng Yi: ...

Looking at Song Yunzhao's eyes, he didn't really want to know. The two of them had been together for a long time, and this action and expression seemed to be causing trouble.

Feng Yi immediately said: "We still have to have fun with everyone during the festival."

Song Yunzhao kept smiling, and said meaningfully, "The concubine understands."

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao suspiciously, what did he understand?

Song Yunzhao didn't want to confuse him, so he immediately changed the topic when he got the answer, and it didn't take long for the emperor to make him laugh, and within a quarter of an hour, he was hugged into the tent by the emperor.

The emperor's favor is too difficult to win, Song Yunzhao thinks that the possibility of him being one of his own is too low and too dangerous, it is better to take advantage of the youth and beauty to stabilize the harmonious relationship between the two, and then it is best to give birth to a little prince smoothly body, and then try to brush up the favorability to the highest level.

In this way, even if her beauty is no longer there in the future, with this unique feeling, she can still stand firm.

It's okay to fall in love with the emperor, but if she wants to be a couple for the rest of her life, she feels that there is a high probability that she doesn't have such a high pursuit and such a long-lasting fighting power.

Feng Yi woke up the next morning without waiting for Meng Jiuchang to wake him up. After he regained his composure, he looked sideways at Song Yunzhao who was sleeping soundly beside him.

He had a very strange feeling that Song Yunzhao last night seemed to be different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Mingming still smiles so happily, is still so enthusiastic, and still cares about him and is very obsessive, but it just makes him feel not right.

But he couldn't find what was wrong.

Probably because he thought too much, there have been too many disputes in the court recently, especially when he insisted on letting Dali Temple Minister monopolize the power of disaster relief, and let Song Nanzhen be the deputy envoy. signs.

He has been reading the letters written by the courtiers of the former emperor recently. Before he became emperor, he had never been exposed to these. After becoming emperor, he was an inexperienced prince who took power for the first time, and he was overwhelmed by the myriad of court affairs.

He has never learned the strategy of governing the country, and he has no teacher to teach him how to deal with the state affairs. The courtiers thought that he was a fool as the emperor, so they wanted to make him take over the power alone.

He learned bit by bit, how much wax he spent and how many nights he spent, only he knows.

He has been neglected by his father since he was a child, and bullied by his favorite concubine and beloved son. After ascending the throne, the courtiers and concubines around him have different thoughts, and he has a very keen sense of people.

So, he was looking at Song Yunzhao now that something was wrong, but she was obviously the same as before, and she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

The eyes kept looking at Song Yunzhao, looking at her powdery sleeping face, she looked very obedient at the moment.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

When Meng Jiuchang called out, Feng Yi immediately came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from Song Yunzhao, and slowly sat up.

After Song Yunzhao noticed that the emperor's gaze had moved away, he heaved a sigh of relief.

The emperor's gaze was so penetrating that she didn't dare to move just now, nor did she dare to let the emperor know that she was awake.

After some mental preparation, he pretended to be awakened by Meng Jiuchang, sat up with the emperor, took his coat and put it on, covered his lips with his hands and made a yawning gesture, and then slowly opened his mouth, "The concubine serves the emperor to dress."

Feng Yi saw her yawning non-stop, smiled and pushed her back, "It's better to rest as long as you are serving."

Song Yunzhao struggled to sit up again, his watery eyes showed dissatisfaction, "The concubine will become proficient after practicing a few times."

Feng Yi stared sideways at Yun Zhao, she looked the same now as before.

Song Yunzhao was terrified by his eyes. She is indeed a person who can be a hero. She was a little passive and sabotage last night. Has this been discovered?

Her heart was pounding, but her face was full of righteousness and confidence. The emperor must not find anything if she loses. She got off the bed with bare feet, put on her clothes and left the bedroom, and took the dragon robe from Meng Jiuchang.

Feng Yi saw Song Yunzhao's angry appearance, just like that little puffer fish, and was immediately amused.

Song Yunzhao felt that the emperor was laughing at her, yes, she would wear the emperor with more than ten layers of dragon robes inside and out, and it was not her fault, she had never served other people wearing dragon robes before!

Probably because Song Yunzhao's expression was too solemn, Feng Yi felt that he might be teasing people hard, so he took a step forward and took Song Yunzhao's hand and said softly, "Why do you bother with these rough jobs, otherwise what's the use for people like Meng Jiuchang? "

Meng Jiuchang: ...

He didn't do anything, and this is how a big pot can fall from the sky?

Now he really realized what grand favor is, Song Jieyu frowned, the emperor wished he could smooth it out for her.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend, at least I can't afford to offend now.

"What the emperor said is that Master Jieyu is gracious to leave a way for the servants, otherwise how can the servants serve in front of the emperor in the future." Meng Jiuchang's face was full of smiles.

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never smiled so humblely at people other than His Majesty.

Song Yunzhao felt that Meng Jiuchang was cursing her, but she had no proof.

Feng Yi watched Yun Zhao's eyes fall on Meng Jiuchang's body with puzzlement, at this moment, he really couldn't help laughing out loud.

Song Yunzhao: ...

Meng Jiuchang: ...

What's so funny about that?

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