Time Travel Savior

Chapter 182 The Subjugated Princess’s Restoration Policy (7)

The disgraced princess suddenly moved into the emperor's palace. The news flew out of the palace walls overnight, and the entire Zhao Kingdom knew about it.

Zhao Huang has been fatuous, lustful, absurd and tyrannical for more than a day or two. No one will be surprised if he does anything.

Now people are even more curious about how beautiful this ex-Song subjugated princess, the most beautiful woman in the world, can fascinate even the cruel Emperor Zhao who has seen countless beauties.

At this time, Song Ninglu, who was being discussed by people, had been housed in the Dragon King Palace for three days, and had never seen Zhao Huang's shadow.

Song Ninglu is not in a hurry, it's better if she doesn't see her.

But Hongzao was in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is in Fengluan Palace right now, you can bring soup to His Majesty."

This attention was made by Jujube after thinking for a day, and I think it is feasible.

"Don't go."

Song Ninglu was lying on the rocking chair, eating fruit and reading a book.

Comfortable, why bother to find guilt.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Yun has been pestering the Emperor these past two days. If you don't be more active, the Emperor will forget about you."

There are too many beauties in public, Hong Zao feels a lot of pressure, and feels that he has really broken his heart for his master.

"Don't go."

"My lady..."

Hearing Hong Zao's soft plea, Song Ninglu finally looked up at her and waved.

Hongzao thought that the empress had finally listened to his words, Le Diandian came forward with a cup of sweet soup.

Song Ninglu picked up the sweet soup and sniffed it, and under the surprised gaze of Hongzao, she took a few sips.

"tasty"

Then he drank them all unceremoniously.

Putting the empty porcelain cup back into Hongzao's hand, Song Ninglu stood up and patted Hongzao who was still in a state of surprise.

"Don't make up your own mind in the future."

Although these words were spoken softly and gently, Hongzao couldn't help but shiver a lot, even her legs began to tremble, and she quickly lowered her head.

"Yes."

"Go down!"

Looking at the background of Hongzao who left, Song Ninglu also looked away from the book.

No matter who Hong Zao belongs to, she doesn't like maids who make their own way.

Hongzao seemed to know that she had made her master unhappy, and she languished for two days.

On this day, the sun is warm and bright.

It is indeed a good weather for viewing.

Just after breakfast, Hongzao came back with news.

Emperor Zhao invited the beauties in the palace to enjoy the scenery, and Concubine Rong was among them.

There is a plum grove in the palace, which is in good spirits at this time, and it is a good place to enjoy the scenery with the surrounding ice and snow.

When Song Ninglu arrived with red dates, there were already many orioles and swallows gathered in the Nuan Pavilion of Meiyuan, green, fat, red and thin, and they were full of delicate laughter.

But when Song Ninglu walked in, all the laughter disappeared in an instant, as if the pause button had been pressed.

All eyes were on Song Ninglu.

She is still wearing white palace clothes and a white fox fur cloak. This dress is obviously not outstanding, but when it is worn on the most beautiful woman in the world, it is extremely beautiful.

Even the blooming plum blossom tree at the gate of the Nuan Pavilion is not one ten thousandth as beautiful as hers.

Jealousy makes people ugly.

All the beauties turned cold and wanted to look away, but it was as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. They kept staring at Song Ninglu, wishing to see a hole in her, so as to relieve their anger.

"Is Concubine Rong's sister here? Come and sit down."

Finally someone broke the silence, their voice was soft and gentle.

Song Ninglu followed the voice, and saw that sitting among the beauties was a concubine who also wore a white palace attire, and it was Du Feiyan, the virtuous concubine in charge of the harem.

She was also wearing a white palace dress, and when she was wearing it, she looked delicate and morbid, making people want to sacrifice their lives to protect her at the first sight.

With a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Song Ninglu walked over generously, leaving a seat in the middle, and sat directly opposite Concubine Xian.

Seeing Concubine Rong sitting in that position, the beauties around had different expressions.

There is anger, jealousy, and schadenfreude that seems to be waiting for a good show.

Concubine Xian's complexion is a little pale, and everyone knows that it's because she has been in poor health and has been sick all year round.

"How is Concubine Rong's sister recently?"

"I have lived in the Dragon King Palace, so it's good."

Concubine Xian was originally polite, but Song Ninglu's answer was not polite at all, and her tone was full of showing off.

She couldn't help but look at Concubine Rong twice.

But after taking another look, Concubine Xian's mood was not so good.

Also dressed in white, Concubine Xian always thought that only she could wear it with otherworldly beauty.

But today, her perception was broken.

Don't be afraid of bumping into your shirt, whoever is ugly is embarrassed

But after hearing Song Ninglu's words, the faces of the beauties below were not very good.

"That's good."

Concubine Xian replied calmly, showing no emotion at all.

But what was on her mind, only she knew.

Song Ninglu's buttocks hadn't warmed up yet, when Concubine Qi came in surrounded by court ladies and eunuchs.

She noticed Song Ninglu at first glance, and then saw where Song Ninglu was sitting, her expression changed.

"Bold Concubine Rong, don't you know where your position is? That's our empress's position."

Concubine Qi was dignified and magnanimous, so naturally she couldn't open her mouth to ask questions, and she followed her to serve the maids, but she was not polite.

Song Ninglu gently put down the tea bowl, her expression still calm.

"do not know."

All the women in the palace knew that Concubine Rong lived in the emperor's bedroom, but they also knew that the emperor hadn't returned to the palace recently. Before they understood what the emperor meant, they didn't want to confront Concubine Rong directly.

But when it comes to his status in the palace, there is no need to worry about it.

As long as it is on such an occasion, there is no canonized queen yet, Concubine Xian and Concubine Qi are standing beside the emperor, which can explain their position in the emperor's heart.

Now Concubine Rong actually wants to take Concubine Qi's position, which even Concubine Qi cannot tolerate even if she is dignified and generous.

A woman's dignity and virtuousness may be real, but her generosity is usually just an act.

"The seat you are sitting on belongs to our queen, please give way."

The eldest maid behind Concubine Qi saw that Concubine Rong was so ignorant and pointed it out directly.

"Who said that the position I am in is Concubine Qi? It is written on the chair?"

Before the maid behind Concubine Qi could speak, Song Ninglu turned to look at Concubine Xian and said, "Concubine Xian asked me to sit here just now. Since I sat down, I have no intention of getting up."

Concubine Xian, who was holding a tea bowl and intending to watch the excitement, did not expect Concubine Rong to directly draw the fire on herself, and frowned.

Just as she was about to explain something, she heard Concubine Rong speak again.

"They're all four concubines, no one is more noble than the other. How can it be different where you sit? Isn't Concubine Qi the most dignified and magnanimous? Don't cause trouble."

Standing behind Song Ninglu, Hongzao lowered her head and kept chanting in her heart.

Ruined.

What kind of stimulation did her mother receive?Is this trying to make a fight with all the women in the palace?
There were sounds of gasping all around, and the beauties looked stunned. Not to mention, it was quite pleasing to the eye.

Song Ninglu leaned on the back of the chair casually, as if she had no bones, pinching the candied fruit on the table and feeding it to her mouth.

(End of this chapter)