The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

  Chapter 91 092: The emperor who loves to put on airs

  After welcoming the person in, Song Yunzhao felt that the emperor might not be in a good mood. When he was unhappy, he usually couldn't tell, but she had observed carefully. When the emperor was unhappy, his eyes would be colder than usual.

  This kind of coldness can't be expressed by her, she can't express it.

   Just like now, she can tell at a glance that the emperor is unhappy, but the emperor doesn't want people to see that he is unhappy, and he still has a smile on his face.

   This is difficult to do.

  Song Yunzhao pretended that he didn't know anything, happily welcomed the emperor in, and asked with a curious look, "Your Majesty, I want to ask you something."

  Feng Yi looked sideways at Song Yunzhao, and found that she seemed to be very happy today, her eyes were so bright that they could be set on fire, and she was a little curious for a while, so she asked, "What is it, tell me."

   Tsk, still put on airs!

  Song Yunzhao leaned forward slightly to get close to the emperor, and then deliberately lowered his voice and asked: "Your Majesty, will you come to the harem for the Qixi Festival banquet on Qixi Festival?"

  Feng Yi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why would my concubine ask such a question?"

  Song Yunzhao couldn't help but think of a famous saying in later generations: When you like someone, call him Xiao Tiantian, and when you don't like him, call him Mrs. Niu.

  The dog emperor's tent is full of enthusiasm, and he speaks loudly, and when he puts on his clothes, his relatives don't recognize him and call him his concubine.

   Phew!

   "What do you think?" Song Yunzhao asked back with winking eyes.

  Feng Yi:...

  Looking at Song Yunzhao's eyes, he doesn't really want to know. The two of them have been together for a long time, and this action and look seem to be causing trouble.

  Feng Yi immediately said: "We still have to have fun with everyone during the festival."

  Song Yunzhao kept smiling, and said meaningfully, "I understand."

  Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao suspiciously, what do you understand?

  Song Yunzhao didn't want to confuse him, so he immediately changed the subject when he got the answer, and it didn't take long for the emperor to make him laugh, and within a quarter of an hour, he was hugged into the tent by the emperor.

  The emperor’s favorability is too difficult to gain. Song Yunzhao thinks that the possibility of him becoming one of his own is too low and too dangerous. It’s better to take advantage of youth and beauty to stabilize the harmonious relationship between the two, and then it’s best to give birth to a little prince smoothly, and then try to increase the favorability to the highest level.

  In this way, even if she loses her beauty in the future, with this unique feeling, she can still stand firm.

   It’s okay to fall in love with the emperor, but if she wants to be a couple for the rest of her life, she feels that there is a high probability that she will not have such a high pursuit and such a long-lasting fighting power.

  Feng Yi woke up the next morning without waiting for Meng Jiuchang to wake him up. After he regained his composure, he looked sideways at Song Yunzhao, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

  He had a very strange feeling that Song Yunzhao last night seemed to be different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

  Mingming still smiles so happily, is still so enthusiastic, still cares about him and is very obsessive, but it just makes him feel not right.

   But he couldn't find anything wrong.

  Probably because he thought too much, there have been too many disputes in the court recently, especially since he insisted on letting Dali Temple Minister monopolize the power of disaster relief, and let Song Nanzhen be the deputy envoy.

  He has been reading the letters written by the courtiers of the former emperor recently. Before becoming emperor, he had never been exposed to these. After becoming emperor, he was an inexperienced prince who took power for the first time, and he was overwhelmed by the myriad of court affairs.

  He has never learned the strategy of governing the country, and he has no teacher to teach him how to deal with the state affairs. The courtiers thought that he was a fool as the emperor, so they wanted to make him take power alone.

  He learned bit by bit, how much wax he spent and how many nights he spent, only he knows.

  He has been neglected by his father since he was a child, and bullied by his favorite concubine and son. After ascending the throne, the courtiers and concubines around him have different thoughts, and he has a very keen sense of people.

  So, he is looking at Song Yunzhao now, something is wrong, but she is obviously the same as before, and she can't figure out what is wrong for a while.

  The eyes kept looking at Song Yunzhao, looking at her powdery sleeping face, she looked very obedient at the moment.

   "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

  Meng Jiuchang's voice was heard, and Feng Yi immediately came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from Song Yunzhao, and slowly sat up.

  Song Yunzhao heaved a long sigh of relief after realizing that the emperor's eyes had moved away.

  The emperor's gaze was so penetrating that she didn't dare to move just now, nor did she dare to let the emperor know that she was awake.

   After some mental preparation, he acted like he was woken up by Meng Jiuchang, sat up with the emperor, took his coat and put it on, covered his lips with his hands and made a yawning gesture, and then slowly said, "The concubine serves the emperor to dress."

  Feng Yi saw her yawning non-stop, smiled and pushed her back, "You should rest as long as you are serving."

  Song Yunzhao struggled to sit up again, his moist eyes made a look of disbelief, "The concubine will become proficient after practicing a few times."

  Feng Yi stared sideways at Yun Zhao, and now she looks the same as before.

  Song Yunzhao was terrified by his eyes. She deserves to be a hero. She was a little bit passive and sabotage last night. Has this been discovered?

  My heart was pounding, but her face was full of righteousness and confidence. If you lose, you will never lose. The emperor must not find anything. She got off the bed with bare feet, put on her clothes and left the bedroom, and took the dragon robe from Meng Jiuchang.

  Feng Yi saw Song Yunzhao's angry appearance, just like that little puffer fish, and was immediately amused.

  Song Yunzhao felt that the emperor was laughing at her. Yes, she would wear the emperor with more than ten layers of dragon robes inside and out. It was not her fault. She had never served other people wearing dragon robes before!

   Probably Song Yunzhao's expression was too dignified. Feng Yi felt that he might be teasing people hard, so he took a step forward and took Song Yunzhao's hand and said softly, "Why do you bother with these rough jobs, otherwise what's the use for people like Meng Jiuchang?"

  Meng Jiuchang:...

  He didn't do anything, and this is how a big pot can fall from the sky?

   Now he has really realized what grand favor is, Song Jieyu frowned, the emperor wished he could smooth it out for her.

   I can't afford to be offended, I can't afford to be offended, at least not now.

   "What the emperor said is that Master Jieyu is gracious to leave a way for the servants, otherwise how can the servants serve in front of the imperial court in the future." The smile on Meng Jiuchang's face was overflowing.

  Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has never smiled so humblely at people other than His Majesty.

  Song Yunzhao felt that Meng Jiuchang was cursing her, but she had no proof.

  Feng Yi watched Yun Zhao's eyes fall on Meng Jiuchang's body with puzzlement, at this moment, he really couldn't help laughing out loud.

  Song Yunzhao:…

  Meng Jiuchang:...

   What's so funny about that?

   Two more, and one more.

  (end of this chapter)