The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon - Chapter 291

  Chapter 291 292: There is no wool that she, Song Yunzhao, can’t get!

  Concubine Shu is fighting with Song Yunzhao now, and her brain is much more clever than before. After listening to this, she knows that Song Yunzhao doesn’t plan to go to the banquet, and even puts a hat on herself as a visiting doctor. It is clear that she is going to give false testimony in front of the Queen Mother!

  Are you saying that you are irritating or not?

   There is no wool that Song Yunzhao can’t get up to!

  Wang Zhaorong could think faster than Concubine Shu, and was a little surprised that Song Yunzhao was so fast. As soon as Concubine Shu came, she found something for her to do.

  It’s not wrong to lose to her, this brain is really good.

  The three of them entered the hall and sat down, Wang Zhaorong was at the head, his face was as usual, not uncomfortable at all.

   Concubine Shu is also convinced. If it were her, she might not be able to achieve this step, after all, she is a person who wants face.

  The atmosphere became a little awkward. Song Yunzhao rolled his eyes around the two of them, but he didn’t take the initiative to speak.

  Wang Zhaorong bowed his head in silence, not looking at Concubine Shu’s proud eyes.

   Concubine Shu is really happy at the moment, her old enemy for many years is now a head shorter than her.

  As soon as he was in a good mood, he looked at Yun Zhao and said directly: “Why does the Empress Dowager hold a banquet, do you understand in your heart?”

   “I don’t understand.” Song Yunzhao said with a somewhat curious tone, “I also ask Empress Concubine Shu to enlighten me.”

   Concubine Shu: …

   “What are you pretending to be here with me?”

   “I didn’t pretend, I really didn’t know.”

   “Heh, don’t you know who the Empress Dowager is going to entertain?”

   “I know that, but what does it have to do with me?”

   “Why has nothing to do with you, this is the beauty who is about to enter the palace, are you not afraid?”

   “First, the emperor didn’t make a decree. Second, I didn’t see it with my own eyes. I am very confident in my appearance.”

   Concubine Shu: …

  Wang Zhaorong:…

  Looking at Song Yunzhao like this, it is really not an honor to be defeated by her, so he was very depressed.

   Concubine Shu was so angry that she was about to leave. Before she left, she looked at Song Yunzhao, “Just keep your mouth shut. Don’t come to me and cry.”

  Song Yunzhao smiled, “Thank you, Ma’am, for your love.”

   Concubine Shu left with a dark face.

  Wang Zhaorong thought in vain that she used to think that Concubine Shu and Song Yunzhao had a good relationship.

  Wang Zhaorong didn’t want to be framed by Song Yunzhao, she immediately got up to leave, and hurried away.

  Anyway, Concubine Shu is speaking for Song Yunzhao in front of the Empress Dowager, so it’s better for her to keep a low profile.

  After the two left, Song Yunzhao gave a “tsk” sound. The queen mother’s trick was really obvious and disgusting, but she didn’t like it.

   It’s just that there are no beauties in southern Xinjiang today, and there will be another draft in another year, and there will always be newcomers entering the palace. If she has to fight all of them, wouldn’t she be exhausted.

  Besides, what’s the point of fighting a woman? It happens again and again, and the most important thing is to catch a man’s heart.

  Thinking about it this way, Song Yunzhao asked Nanny Yu to go to the dining room to order a cup of ginseng soup, and when the soup arrived, he asked Xiangxue to send it to the Taiji Hall on her behalf.

  Xinmei enters the palace, she will make up for the emperor first!

   After finishing these, Song Yunzhao fell asleep and fell asleep. What kind of dinner party, what new beauty, it’s all the same thing if you think about it.

  Feng Yi looked at the ginseng soup on the table and fell silent. He hadn’t drank ginseng soup for a long time. He was young and full of energy, but Yun Zhao was pregnant. He didn’t want to make trouble for himself.

  He is well aware of Song Yunzhao’s temperament, and he suddenly sent ginseng soup, there must be something wrong.

  Feng Yi didn’t drink the soup, this thing would kill him, but it’s about the same.

  Call Zhang Maoquan over and ask him carefully if there is anything going on in Wangyou Palace.

  Zhang Maoquan is in good spirits now, why is he all right?

   Big deal!

  So Zhang Maoquan tried his best to use a very calm and fair tone to report the banquet given by the Queen Mother, and the “consolation” of Song Zhaoyi by Concubine Shu and Wang Zhaorong.

  Feng Yi was stunned after listening.

   His face was uncertain, he looked at Zhang Maoquan for a while and asked, “What is Song Zhaoyi doing now?”

   “After Concubine Shu left with Wang Zhaorong, Zhaoyi asked someone to bring soup to the emperor, and then fell asleep.” Zhang Maoquan replied with his head bowed.

  Sleep?

  In broad daylight…

  Feng Yi’s complexion was even worse, and he couldn’t help feeling angry at Concubine Shu and Wang Zhaorong. It was fine if the two of them didn’t go, and they fell asleep right away after comforting them.

  Feng Yi waved his hand to make Zhang Maoquan retreat.

  Seeing that the emperor didn’t get up to go to Wangyou Palace, and he didn’t have anything to say to Song Zhaoyi, Zhang Maoquan couldn’t help feeling a little anxious. Could it be that the emperor is angry with Song Zhaoyi?

   Also, sending the United States to Beijing from southern Xinjiang is a state matter, and Song Zhaoyi really couldn’t be unhappy.

  Feng Yi has been processing the papers, calling courtiers for questioning from time to time, and when he is busy for a while, it will be dark outside.

  Feng Yi looked at the time, then got up and walked outside.

  Meng Jiuchang immediately followed after delivering the decree.

  Feng Yi went directly to Wangyou Palace in the twilight, and saw Anshun leading people lighting the lamps from a distance. Wangyou Palace was as lively as before, it seemed no different.

  Feng Yi walked all the way in, but there were endless voices asking An to salute, but he ignored it and strode past.

  Song Yunzhao only wears regular clothes at the moment, and she doesn’t need to go to a banquet or go out, so she doesn’t want to dress up too grandly. She is tired and hot, so why bother to make herself look good.

  Hearing the sound of greetings from outside, Song Yunzhao was stunned for a moment before getting up to greet him.

  As soon as Feng Yi entered the door, he saw Yun Zhao’s disheartened look, who didn’t even bother to clean up and dress up, and couldn’t help but frowned slightly.

  Song Yunzhao raised his head and looked at Feng Yi frowning, wondering where he got angry. She was thinking about showing her love and care, so she heard Feng Yi’s footsteps quicken and came to her and said, “You’re so angry?”

  Song Yunzhao was confused and didn’t know, so what happened?

  Thought this in her heart, but refused to show it on the face, she turned her head slightly to look at Feng Yi and said nothing.

  Feng Yi saw that he was really angry, he couldn’t laugh or cry, he grabbed Yun Zhao’s hand and held it in the palm of his hand, “I didn’t expect those people to be so talkative, don’t take the matter of Nanjiang sending beauties to heart.”

  Song Yunzhao understood in an instant, her face immediately became serious, and she said solemnly: “I didn’t take it to heart.”

  Feng Yi didn’t believe it, looked at Yun Zhao and said, “Aren’t you angry?”

   “The emperor didn’t personally tell me that a beauty entered the palace. No matter what others say, I don’t believe a word. I only believe in the emperor.”

  Feng Yi was taken aback.

  Song Yunzhao took Feng Yi’s arm, and asked with a smile: “Did the emperor come because he heard that I didn’t go to the queen mother’s banquet? Are you worried about me? Then I’m so happy.”

  Feng Yi looked down at Yun Zhao’s smiling face, and said softly: “I planned to tell you after a day that I had arranged things, but I didn’t expect the Queen Mother to hold a banquet so impatient.”

  Listening to the tone, Song Yunzhao pondered how much his guess was right, and looked at Feng Yi pretending not to understand, “What does the emperor want to say to me?”

   The second update is over, my little cuties.

  (end of this chapter)