The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

On the night of Qixi Festival, the moonlight was not particularly bright, Anshun walked ahead with a lantern, and Song Yunzhao walked slowly with Xiangxue and Qingfeng.

She slowly counted the time in her mind, the emperor always pursued efficiency in doing things, most of the time was spent on government affairs, and a small part of the time had to be read and studied by himself, leaving only a little time for the harem.

This level of diligence is really standard for a male protagonist, a model of whoever succeeds if he doesn't succeed.

Therefore, this one will never spend time detouring the garden to enjoy the scenery on the road, and will definitely take a shorter road.

Soon Song Yunzhao heard the voice of the servant opening the way, and she stopped in her footsteps. When the other party saw her, she was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "My servant pays homage to Master Jieyu."

"Get up." Song Yunzhao said.

As soon as he spoke like this, the emperor's car appeared at the end of the road. Song Yunzhao ignored the servant who greeted him, took two steps forward, and then stood there and stopped.

The servant immediately turned around and ran back, Song Yunzhao saw him kneeling and replied from a distance, he must be talking about meeting her.

Soon, she saw a familiar figure striding towards her, but Song Yunzhao did not move.

Feng Yi strode towards the moonlight, and when he got closer, he couldn't help but pause when he saw the person standing under the moonlight.

Under the hazy moonlight, Song Yunzhao's clothes fluttered and streamers flickered, as if a fairy descended from the nine heavens.

He knew she was beautiful, but today she was extraordinarily beautiful from head to toe.

The corners of Feng Yi's mouth twitched, and he figured out why almost instantly. He suppressed a smile, and took a few steps forward to look more carefully. His eyes swept across her slender waist, and when they slipped across her chest, he couldn't help but I was taken aback for a moment, and then took another look, as if it was different from usual.

Song Yunzhao looked at the emperor's expression, and secretly smiled in his heart. Sure enough, his hard work was not in vain. She bowed her knees and saluted, "The concubine pays homage to the emperor."

Feng Yi came back to his senses, coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, and then stepped forward to help Song Yunzhao up, "My concubine, you don't have to be polite."

Song Yunzhao got up with the strength of the emperor's palm, and at the same time slightly raised his head to look at him, with a surprised and joyful smile just right on his face.

Feng Yi was shaken by Song Yunzhao's smile. Under the moonlight, under the golden hairpin on her temples, she was even more beautiful, especially her eyes were as bright as a ball of fire.

Are you so happy to see him?

Feng Yi didn't let go of Yun Zhao's hand, brought her to his side, and asked her with a smile, "Why are you going out now?"

"Does the emperor want to hear the truth or lies?"

Feng Yi felt that these words were very familiar, and after a pause, he looked at Yun Zhao and asked, "How about lying?"

"The courtiers and concubines delay the time for the sake of those who please themselves."

"What about the truth?"

"The concubine wants to wait for His Majesty to accompany her."

After Song Yunzhao finished speaking, she felt that the hand holding her was slightly tighter. Her fingers grasped the emperor's fingertips, shook them slightly, stared at the emperor with big eyes, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you like the truth or not?" lie?"

Feng Yi stared into Yun Zhao's eyes, and their eyes collided. Seeing her joyful expression with a little bit of complacency, he couldn't help but smiled, "Which one does my concubine want me to like?"

Song Yunzhao was shy and scolded his mother inwardly, and said: "Your Majesty can choose whoever you like, and concubines don't dare to make decisions for the Emperor. Oh, the time is coming, Your Majesty, let's go quickly."

Feng Yi was gently tugged by Song Yunzhao, and he lifted his heels up, seeing that although she was smiling, she seemed not as happy as before.

Feng Yi himself didn't realize at this time that his attention to Song Yunzhao had already exceeded his usual self-discipline.

Song Yunzhao noticed that the emperor's eyes were staring at her all the time, so he naturally pretended not to notice it. It is much better to pay attention to her than not to pay attention. It's just that she still can't figure out how the emperor will position her in his heart. Anyway, it is impossible for her to arrange herself to be nailed to the position of the cleaning machine all the time, and she has to move up no matter what.

So it's going to take a while, so she plans to try a little bit tonight.

When he was outside the Tsinghua Hall, Song Yunzhao took the initiative to let go of the emperor's hand, and then stopped halfway away from the emperor.

Feng Yi looked sideways at her.

Song Yunzhao smiled at him, "Your Majesty, etiquette cannot be broken."

If she dared to walk in with the emperor side by side, those old men would be able to bury her with the papers of impeachment tomorrow.

She is flamboyant but not arrogant.

Feng Yi stared at Yun Zhao for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, "Go in."

Song Yunzhao followed behind the emperor, and before entering the hall, he heard chatter and laughter from the hall.

Meng Jiuchang was very clever, he hurriedly stood outside the hall and shouted, "The emperor is here!"

The corner of Song Yunzhao's mouth twitched, no wonder he was able to sit in the position of chief executive.

She had faintly heard herself being mentioned in the hall before, but now that Meng Jiuchang yelled, it was impossible to hear it from a corner.

Meng Jiuchang lowered his head and remained silent. How could he not feel Song Jieyu's eyes on him, but Song Jieyu had to do the same when he was dissatisfied. Today is the holiday, so nothing can happen to make the emperor unhappy.

Song Yunzhao walked in with the emperor, and saw the third concubine leading the salute to the emperor.

"The concubine pays homage to the emperor."

Everyone said it, and the momentum was quite strong.

"Excuse me."

Feng Yi's voice sounded, and everyone thanked him for getting up.

Only then did Song Yunzhao go forward to greet the third concubine, at this moment everyone realized that Song Yunzhao had come with the emperor, and when their eyes fell on her, their expressions changed slightly.

Song Yunzhao pretended he didn't see it, and looked at the beauties in this hall, they really were all blooming and competing for beauty, each one was more beautifully dressed than the other.

She glanced around, found her seat, and walked over to sit down.

In this palace, the imperial concubine died of illness and there is no queen, even the three concubines cannot sit with the emperor.

Her status is only lower than that of the third concubine, so her position is very high. Opposite her are Concubine Wan and Concubine Lu, and Concubine Zhuang in front of her. In previous years, Concubine Lu must have sat in Concubine Zhuang's position, but this year Concubine Lu's title was taken away. , although she is still the third concubine, she has no title, so the seat is naturally the worst among the three concubines.

So Song Yunzhao sat face to face with Concubine Lu, An Fangyi was on her left, Qin Xiyue was opposite An Fangyi, and then Lu Zhixue, Fan Qingru, Han Jinyi, Feng Yunjin and others were arranged one by one according to their positions.

Song Yunzhao saw several unfamiliar faces at a glance, they should be the three concubines who were degraded by the failure of the palace fight.

Song Yunzhao's eyes met Han Jinyi's, the two smiled slightly, and then looked away.

At this time, I heard Concubine Zhuang say: "Your Majesty, today's Qiqiao Festival, Si Le has prepared a fighting skill, please show your majesty a favor."

Song Yunzhao was a little surprised, she didn't expect it to be Qiaoqiao. Didn't she remember singing and dancing first in the book?

"Concubine Zhuang, Dou Qiao is an old trick, and the emperor must be tired of watching it, why don't you change it to something new." Concubine Wan suddenly said.

Song Yunzhao cheered up immediately, this was really a surprise, why Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Wan fought first, did something happen that she didn't know about?

Is this the rhythm of eating melons?

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I'm not feeling well today. I'll update one chapter in the early morning, and there are two more chapters. Soliciting opinions, everyone likes two thousand and one chapters and three chapters, or six thousand one chapters and one chapter, welcome to leave a message in the comment area.