Song Yunzhao met Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Shu. Concubine Wan was also there at the moment. She was discussing a new rouge recipe with the concubine. She came up with it herself and it was more colorful than last year's Peach Blossom Zui.

　　Applied on the cheeks, it will add a bit of beauty like steaming clouds and mist.

Yun Zhao liked this color very much, and he slowly adjusted the color with Concubine Wan. The two of them were talking and laughing, and looked quite happy.

Seeing the two of them come in, Yun Zhao waved to them and said with a smile: "Look at this new color. Sister Wan Fei and I have been trying it for a long time."

There is still time to adjust Rouge. Concubine Shu and Concubine Zhuang are also convinced by Yun Zhao. Isn't she not anxious at all?

After the two sat down, they first took a look at the new rouge. Concubine Zhuang was not interested, but Concubine Shu was very interested. She was also a person who loved beauty. She smiled to Concubine Wan and said, "When you make it later, you must leave a copy for me. I want you to make it with your own hands.”

Concubine Wan glanced at her, "You want something from me for nothing, but you still ask for so much, just for the sake of your concubine." After saying that, she looked at Concubine Zhuang, "I'll also leave you a piece of the carrot cake you gave me last time. I quite like eating it.”

"Then I'll do it later and give you some." Concubine Zhuang was also very happy. Now that she has some free time, she will think about something else.

 At this age, I suddenly discovered that I quite like to eat.

 In the past, I thought about the emperor's favor and always kept my mouth shut, but now I don't care. It doesn't matter if I am fat or thin. Just be happy.

Yun Zhao looked at the two people who were hesitant to speak, and took the initiative to ask: "Is everything going well at Zhichun Palace?"

Concubine Shu had always been unable to hold back her words. Yun Zhao took the initiative to ask, so she simply said directly: "It went very smoothly, but the show girls who were selected this time are many outstanding. The imperial concubine must know it well, so don't be surprised when you see her later. That’s good.”

Song Yunzhao didn't expect that this was why they hesitated to speak. She knew from the book that Zhao Ling'e's daughter was so stunning that her mother was so bad.

“There are so many beauties in the world, and if you have me, then she will also have her.” Song Yunzhao said with a smile.

Perhaps Song Yunzhao's attitude was too gentle, and what he said made sense, and the expressions of the three concubines Shu also softened.

“What the noble concubine said is that we were just as good-looking as others.” Concubine Zhuang looked at the noble concubine and smiled.

Their emperor is different from the late emperor. The beauties around the late emperor have changed one after another, but the emperor is completely opposite.

Having been surrounded by noble concubines for so many years, it can be seen that staying favored in the harem is not just about appearance.

Earlier, they couldn’t believe it, but now their faces don’t hurt so much.

Their Majesties are such affectionate people.

Just.

Concubine Shu looked at Yun Zhao and said, "What you said makes sense. I really worried about it in vain. I see that you have to invite this guest. Although I worried about it in vain, I did work hard."

Song Yunzhao naturally agreed and invited them to stay for lunch.

Feng Yi was originally going to have lunch with Yun Zhao. After hearing Meng Jiuchang's message, he immediately decided not to go to Yaohua Palace for lunch. However, in order to support Yun Zhao, he specially gave a table of food to Yun Zhao.

Concubine Zhuang was eating the dishes rewarded by the emperor, thinking about the emperor who didn't show his face, and chuckled in her heart. It was really a waste of worry.

 It seems that the rumors in the palace last time that Your Majesty was unhappy with the Queen Mother because of the imperial concubine are true.

Lately, the Queen Mother never leaves her hands with medicine, and the smell of the medicine from Shoukang Palace can be smelled from a long distance away.

Who can understand what raising your head means?

　　After lunch, the three of them took their leave.

Yun Zhao drank a little wine and felt a little high now. She leaned on the soft pillow and closed her eyes to rest her mind, thinking of Concubine Shu's words during the dinner.

　　Yes, beauties age quickly, and who can guarantee that they will rely on their face to make a living for the rest of their lives?

 She can't.

However, she wanted to give it a try. Getting to this point with Feng Yi was what she had hoped for. Now that she has gotten here, she will not destroy it easily.

 Feng Yi can fight against the Queen Mother for her. At least for now, her sincerity will not change.    ***

 In a blink of an eye, it was time for the final selection. Not only the Queen Mother, but also the Emperor were present.

Song Yunzhao, a noble concubine, naturally could not refuse.

 Early in the morning, she woke up.

Feng Yi, who was beside him, just opened his eyes. Their eyes met, and Feng Yi turned over and bit her lips lightly.

Song Yunzhao blushed, and pushed his slightly open chest with his white jade-like hand, "What are you doing? It's so early in the morning."

"It's so early in the morning that I have to do something." Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's shining face, lowered his head and pressed the person into the brocade mattress.

Hearing the noise, Meng Jiuchang thought that His Majesty was about to get up. When he walked to the door of the palace, he suddenly heard a different noise and immediately took a step back.

 Tut.

I always feel that if things continue like this, the imperial concubine should give birth to a third prince.

Hindering on the time, Meng Jiuchang did not dare to miss His Majesty's morning court, so he held his voice and shouted cautiously through the palace door.

Feng Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. The man in his arms had moist eyes and was breathing slightly. His cheeks were as red as rouge. He couldn't help but chuckle.

Song Yunzhao:…

 The emperor used to be troubled by internal and external troubles, so he had no time to think about such things all day long. Now that Bei Ming has been temporarily beaten down, the courtiers now know that the emperor is not easy to mess with. Even if they fight with the emperor, they are not as blatant as before.

Since the emperor's previous affairs were going well, he naturally had time to keep an eye on her and what happened in the tent at night.

At his age, he is really in the prime of life. If you can't hold him back, you can't go out to hunt for wild food.

Song Yunzhao would rather work **** himself than give up easily.

Feng Yi took some clothes and put them on her, and said softly: "Are you too worried to sleep?"

Knowing that Feng Yi was teasing her.

Song Yunzhao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a domineering air, "Who can I be afraid of? Just let your horse come over."

Feng Yi laughed, stretched out his hands to pick up the person. Yun Zhao was so frightened that she hugged his neck and felt like the world was spinning. This man was holding her in circles without even a hair.

 Are you so happy?

Feng Yi put her down gently. The more he looked at her, the happier he became. He liked her fearlessness.

Song Yunzhao lowered his head, turned around quickly, took his underpants and handed them to him.

Feng Yi smiled while putting on his pants, "How come you are still so shy after being married for so many years?"

Song Yunzhao snorted and said nothing, then took some close-fitting clothes for him to put on, and then asked Meng Jiuchang and others to come in.

Feng Yi bent down and whispered in Yun Zhao's ear: "This is incredible. In the past, a woman could not take another look at her, but now even the chamberlain has taken a look at her."

Song Yunzhao:…

 Why has Feng Yi’s painting style become a bit vulgar now?

　　It is good to be an emperor, he is crazy, lustful and oily, but he cannot laugh at her and boast with his eyes closed, his conscience hurts.

Meng Jiuchang lowered his head and led the people to help His Majesty change his clothes. He saw that His Majesty and the imperial concubine were tugging at each other, and their eyes looked as if they had been mixed with ten pounds of honey.

 As for what?

We see each other every day and sleep together every day, how can we still be so clingy?

  Anyway, he is a rootless person and cannot understand.

There may not be an update in the early morning. Everyone will check it out at noon tomorrow. If there is no update at noon, it will be in the evening. Thank you for your understanding and support, okay. I wrote it in such a hurry yesterday that I didn’t know how to distinguish between day and night. Thank you, little cutie, for catching bugs. It has been revised. Hug.