Time Travel Savior

Chapter 178 The Subjugated Princess’s Restoration Policy (3)

In the ice cellar-like cold palace, she stayed in a daze for another three days. Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, Song Ninglu climbed over the wall again.

Having had an experience once, when she came to Yaochi again, Song Ninglu successfully soaked in the misty hot spring, sighing comfortably.

Listening to the singing and dancing in Fengluan Hall, Yingying Yanyan's charming laughter kept coming into her ears.

Song Ninglu not only lamented that the emperor of Zhao Guo had indeed fulfilled the wishes of men all over the world.

amazing.

Thinking that she might lose her life in a while, Song Ninglu decided to take the time to enjoy it.

So looking at the fruit plate by the pool, he swam over directly, picked up a plump and juicy grape and put it in his mouth.

Mmmm, it tastes good.

The emperor's treatment is really different. She is in the cold palace, and she only has porridge and side dishes every day, and they are all cold. It's not bad that she didn't starve to death.

"Your courage is really getting bigger and bigger."

Feeling a chill rushing directly from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, Song Ninglu was still holding the evidence of the crime in her hand, she turned around generously, and sure enough, she met that handsome face.

"You try it."

The woman's slender fingers pinched a crystal clear grape and stuffed it directly into the man's mouth, ignoring the murderous look in the man's eyes.

The man's eyes became more and more cold, as if he was considering some cruel criminal law to punish the bold woman in his arms.

"Is it tasty?"

The woman blinked her big innocent eyes, raised her head, and asked.

"You want to die?"

The woman shook her head directly.

"I don't want to die, but... I'm not afraid of death either."

If you die, you will die, and in the next world, you will be another hero.

After experiencing several worlds, she is used to death, so she is not afraid of death.

This kind of cognition made her mind slowly become free and easy.

A person who is not afraid of death, what else can she be afraid of?

The man looked at the woman's face. This beautiful face was covered with water vapor, which made the woman's outline a bit blurred, but it looked even more beautiful this way.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

No matter how cold the voice is, the woman seems to be able to smile indifferently.

"you caught me."

The woman tilted her head as if she was really thinking about her purpose seriously.

"I am your Concubine Rong no matter what, but I don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes all day long, and there isn't even a brazier in the house. Also, the maid who serves me has her eyes wide open. Your Concubine Rong is being raped every day. The servant girl is calling and drinking, don't you think you have a lot of face?"

Song Ninglu complained without any ambiguity at all.

There was a slight complaint in the words, as if she and the man in front of her who looked like she was going to kill her were very affectionate.

Zhao Hanzhi sneered, and suddenly pinched the unscrupulous woman standing in front of him.

He didn't believe that this woman was really not afraid of death.

……

There were corpses all over the ground, and the sky seemed to be stained with blood.

Song Ninglu was awakened by the nightmare, sat up startled, and found that she was sweating all over.

wrong!

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and a faint light came in through the window.

Let Song Ninglu see the surrounding environment clearly at a glance.

It was still her Condensation Palace. Everything in front of her was already familiar to her. The only unfamiliar thing was probably the burning charcoal fire that suddenly appeared in the room!

Confused for a while, Song Ninglu only remembered that she was strangled by the neck, unable to breathe, then closed her eyes, and opened them again, it was this bed.

That tyrant hasn't killed himself yet, so he wants to keep him for the new year?

interesting!
Song Ninglu felt the warm temperature in the room and lay back on the quilt comfortably.

Don't worry, take your time.

Once there is repeated and repeated, there will be repeated and repeated.

Habit is a very scary thing. Whoever becomes soft-hearted first will lose first.

……

"Concubine Rong, do you think this meal suits your appetite?"

The little maid standing in front of the dining table cautiously lowered her head and asked.

Although she was dressed the same as the maid named Hong Xing, her attitude was indeed very different.

"Where's that girl named Hongxing from before?"

"The slave does not know."

The little maid lowered her head even lower.

"What's your name?"

"The maid's name is Hongzao."

Upon hearing the name, Song Ninglu thought for a while, and then asked, "What's your relationship with Hongxing?"

The little servant girl was so frightened that she knelt on her knees, knocked her head on the ground, and said tremblingly: "This servant has nothing to do with her, and I don't know her. The name of this servant is also new today."

Song Ninglu originally wanted to ask her who sent it, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.

If you have bad intentions, you may not necessarily tell the truth to her.

Besides, in this imperial palace, if there is no one who cares, there will be no concerns, and you will not be tied up.

"Get up!"

Song Ninglu didn't want to embarrass a little maid, so she picked up her chopsticks and ate her breakfast gracefully.

This is the most decent meal she has eaten since she came to this world for more than half a month. This kind of treatment will not always be there, maybe it will be gone after the next meal.

Seeing the master concentrating on eating, Hong Zao stood up tremblingly, and began to serve the master honestly.

Sure enough, as Song Ninglu expected, she had a peaceful breakfast, but during lunch, someone was not happy to see her having a full meal, and came to make trouble.

"Concubine Rong, Concubine Yun is asking to see you outside."

"not see."

The room was getting warmer, Song Ninglu finally didn't have to wear a heavy quilt, and was still in the mood to take out a book to read.

Hongzao didn't expect that his master would refuse outright, and for a while he didn't know whether he should persuade him or not.

They are all the emperor's women. We should establish a good relationship. If you don't look up and look down in the future, it's not good to hurt your peace.

"master……"

Before Hongzao could open his mouth, the door of the room was pushed open.

A gust of cold air rushed in directly, adding a bit of chill to the warm room.

"Concubine Rong is such a big arrogant person? She is indeed a former princess. I heard that the Song Dynasty once valued etiquette and etiquette the most. How come the former Song Dynasty princess didn't know how to write the word "self-knowledge"?

The woman who walked in was wearing a maroon palace dress, with layers of skirts, dragging to the ground, extremely gorgeous.

This woman is painted with thick peach blossom makeup, very gorgeous.

Danfeng's eyes are frivolous, full of disdain and pride.

Song Ninglu leaned against the bed and didn't intend to get up. She first took a look at the beauty, and then moved her eyes to the book in her hand.

"Wei Guomin has always been open-minded, and this is vividly reflected in Concubine Yun."

This extremely coquettish Concubine Yun is a woman dedicated to Emperor Zhao by the Kingdom of Wei. Naturally, she has powerful methods to curry favor with men, but to become one of Emperor Zhao's four concubines, methods alone are not enough.

In this palace, only women with a background can get along.

"Bold, you dare to mock me."

Wei's national style is famous for being open.

The level of openness is a little scary.

A woman that the father doesn't like can be given to the son directly, and of course a woman who the son has enough fun with can also be given to the father.

And this kind of thing is done secretly at all, it is completely blatant.

(End of this chapter)