Time Travel Savior

Chapter 188 The Subjugated Princess’s Restoration Policy (13)

With a gloomy face, Zhao Hanzhi ordered in a deep voice.

"Nangongli is not allowed to give you a portrait in the future."

"Then how will the concubine record her own beauty?"

OPPO?
Zhao Hanzhi suddenly felt that his concubine Rong might be sick from the stimulation.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember that the concubine's voice is broken, the time you persuaded the concubine to take medicine, did you promise the concubine a condition?"

Zhao Huang frowned.

"Your Majesty speaks well, you won't want to go back on your word, will you?"

Song Ninglu looked sad and desperate, her big eyes gleamed at Zhao Hanzhi.

"you say!"

Zhao Hanzhi sat upright, looking coldly at the smiling woman in front of him with dark eyes.

"I hope... His Majesty can go back to the Dragon King Palace to eat with me every day."

Hearing Song Ninglu's request, Zhao Hanzhi's eyes flickered coldly.

"Just this request?"

"if not?"

Seeing that Zhao Hanzhi still had a cold face, looking at himself with icy eyes.

Song Ninglu pinched her chin and said with a smile: "If your majesty finds it difficult to eat with me, you can change your wish."

Song Ninglu walked to the opposite side of Zhao Hanzhi, sat upright, and said: "How about Emperor Zhao restoring the country for me? Although the royal family of the Song Kingdom is gone, I am still the orthodox royal princess of the Song Kingdom. When you help me restore the country, I am the empress of the Song Kingdom, and I will learn from Emperor Zhao in the future, and I will accept three thousand beautiful men in the harem, I..."

Before Song Ninglu could finish speaking, Zhao Hanzhi had already grabbed her neck.

There was a condensed murderous aura in the air.

Hongzao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

Her master's kung fu is too strong, she is a little maid, she is really powerless, she can only die with her.

Eunuch De also broke out in a cold sweat. Every time his Majesty faced Concubine Rong, he felt that he didn't know this master anymore.

This time, before Song Ninglu passed out, Zhao Hanzhi let go.

Lying on the ground, Song Ninglu coughed violently for a while, then turned to look at the cold, deep eyes that were looking down at her.

"Your Majesty wants to strangle the concubine to death at every turn, and the concubine decided to prepare a coffin for herself tomorrow, just in case."

It's already this time, can you stop being arrogant.

At this moment, Eunuch De wished he could step forward and cover Concubine Rong's pissed-off mouth.

It's true that His Majesty doesn't like to hear what she likes to say.

It wasn't until Emperor Zhao left the Dragon King Palace that Hongzao dared to get up tremblingly, and quickly helped his master up.

"Master, why are you bothering?"

Now that the jujube has been discovered, her master has already embarked on a path of no return and has no intention of stopping.

Song Ninglu remained silent, staring at the picture of beauties on the table for a while, before saying, "Hang this picture in the most obvious place in the Dragon King Hall."

The next day, Concubine Rong's painter Xunan Gong came to paint her portrait, but after waiting for a whole day, the painter Nangong didn't come.

Let her not be disappointed.

It was not until dinner time that Zhao Hanzhi was waiting.

Looking at Zhao Huang who was sitting next to her and constantly releasing air conditioning, Song Ninglu seemed to be used to his cold air conditioning mode, and calmly asked Hong Zao to add two pieces of charcoal to the living furnace.

"The concubine said that the dinner tonight is richer than usual. It turns out that His Majesty is coming to the concubine's place for dinner."

Song Ninglu likes spicy food. The original owner didn't like spicy food in the past, but since she is Song Ninglu now, Song Ninglu's habit of belonging to the original owner must be changed.

I don't know how long I will stay in this world, so I can't treat myself badly.

But Zhao Huang obviously doesn't like spicy food, half of the extra dishes today are sweet.

It's unimaginable that such a murderous, cold-blooded and ruthless man actually likes to eat sweets.

With the emperor here, there were four more servants waiting around the dinner table.

One is responsible for serving dishes, one is responsible for testing poisons, one is responsible for serving tea and water, and the third is responsible for wiping Emperor Zhao's mouth and hands at any time.

After busy talking for a long time, these four little eunuchs kept dangling in front of Song Ninglu's eyes, which made her dizzy and soon lost her appetite.

Song Ninglu slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table.

"The concubine has regretted it. Your Majesty should not come to eat with the concubine in the future. The concubine is dazzled by your posture and feels very uncomfortable."

Hearing Song Ninglu's complaints, Zhao Hanzhi looked at his Concubine Rong strangely with cold eyes.

"As far as I know, the former Song Dynasty paid the most attention to etiquette. The various etiquettes in the Song Dynasty's palace are even more complicated. They are strict in every word and deed, and they are extremely particular, let alone the etiquette of eating."

Song Ninglu trembled in her heart.

I began to search in the original owner's memory how the masters in the Song Dynasty's palace ate their meals.

Then there was a panic in my heart.

The etiquette in the former Song Dynasty was indeed frightening. A meal for the master was like a war, and at least twenty or thirty palace servants were needed to wait on him.

Compared with Zhao Huang, it is indeed a bit far behind.

"I am no longer a princess. Song Dynasty has become a thing of the past. I cannot live in the past forever. I have to look forward."

Song Ninglu held a sad face and said righteous words, but she was actually very nervous.

He won't find anything, will he?In fact, the original owner didn't have much contact with Zhao Hanzhi, so Zhao Hanzhi probably wouldn't be able to realize that Song Ninglu is no longer the Song Ninglu she used to be.

"Your Majesty comes to eat with my concubine. You don't need so many people to serve you. The concubine will not poison you. Besides, even if Emperor Zhao is poisoned to death, it is impossible for me, Song Dynasty, to return."

Zhao Hanzhi kept a cold face, but he didn't intend to punish Concubine Rong.

Standing aside, Eunuch De was already sweating.

Concubine Rong really dares to say anything. She even talks about the topic of death or death in front of His Majesty. This is taboo.

"You don't want revenge?"

Song Ninglu didn't expect Zhao Hanzhi to ask such a direct question. Being stared at by his cold and deep eyes, Song Ninglu took a few twists and turns in her words, and finally decided to tell the truth.

Facing those eyes, telling a lie is too stressful, and it is really difficult for her.

"I have been thinking about how to take revenge before, but it has been a long time, and I know that revenge is almost impossible. If I really have the energy and ability to take revenge, I might as well restore the country directly. Does Emperor Zhao think that the wish of the courtiers and concubines can be realized? ?”

Zhao Hanzhi shook his head bluntly.

It directly killed Song Ninglu's unrealistic fantasy.

The state of Song is destroyed. Now Zhao, Wei, and Han are much stronger than before because of the annihilation of the state of Song. How could they be overthrown by a woman.

When the Song Dynasty was destroyed, all the royal family of the Song Dynasty were slaughtered, even the newborn babies were not spared.If it wasn't for Song Ninglu's unparalleled face, she would not have been sent to Zhao as a gift.

Looking at Song Ninglu's alluring face, she was talking about the end of the Song Dynasty, but only a year later, she was able to look calm.

Zhao Hanzhi couldn't help admiring it, either because this woman pretended too well, or because this woman's character was too strong.

Zhao Hanzhi grew up in the imperial family, he has never seen any kind of person, and any pretense is in vain in front of him.

(End of this chapter)