The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Chapter 531: 531: It exploded

Chapter 531 Chapter 531: The pot exploded

Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi and didn't know what to say for a moment. This man was really good at changing the situation when the wind came.

 Feng Yi is always quick to talk. Besides, it is normal for men to have concubines, but it is abnormal for men like him to do so.

 It’s just that he is happy, what’s wrong with it?

The two have come this far, and now he is really a little bit embarrassed that Yun Zhao is unhappy because of these things.

 Thinking about those days, after the three concubines entered the palace, he never thought about their unhappiness.

 It has nothing to do with him whether he is happy or not.

 But if it were Zhao Zhao, he wouldn't be happy.

 Look, men are all like this. What they care about is treasure, and what they don’t like is grass.

Feng Yi held Yun Zhao's hand, looked at her and said, "I'm just talking about other men, it has nothing to do with me. You see there are so many people in this harem, I didn't even look at any of them."

  “If you don’t take a second look, you just take one look at it.”

 Feng Yi:…

 This is also okay?

“I will definitely not show up for the next draft.”

“Then the people outside scolded me even more fiercely?”

 Feng Yi:…

 Neither left nor right, it is really difficult to kill the emperor.

Perhaps Feng Yi's expression was too vivid, and Yun Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

 Feng Yi sighed, "There will be no draft next time."

 It saves him from being worried, and Zhaozhao is not happy either.

Song Yunzhao was stunned, "Is this possible? There are rumors all over the place that the old-fashioned people in the court should not be impeached?"

If you are a fierce-tempered person, you may have to give a piece of advice to leave your name in history.

Feng Yi said: "There are many things they disagree with."

Song Yunzhao didn't say anything. Naturally, she didn't want to have to go through a draft every three years. Although she was confident now, in ten or eight years, when her youth is gradually lost, who knows what the situation will be like by then.

If the draft can really be stopped, this will naturally be good news for her.

However, Yun Zhao also knew that Feng Yi could make his own decision on this matter, but she could not instigate it.

Feng Yi naturally didn't care when the two of them had a strong relationship, but what if something changes one day?

Would you point your nose in it and scold me? You were the one who instigated me in the first place!

 She will not bear the blame.

Yun Zhao didn’t speak, and Feng Yi didn’t mention the topic again. Some things are easier said than done.

 And an empty talk means nothing.

 When the draft comes again, Zhaozhao will naturally understand his sincerity.

The two talked about Uncle Chang Ning again, and Feng Yi said that he would ask Princess Fukang what happened later.

Yun Zhao will not mention it anymore.

Neither of them slept well that night. Feng Yi got up early the next morning to go to court and left quietly. When he left, Feng Yi followed.

The two figures of father and son, one large and one small, disappeared on the palace road of Yaohua Palace. Yun Zhao glanced through the window and took a deep breath. He should have been happier last night, but he felt a little sad for some reason.

Perhaps there have been too many things going on recently, one after another, making it really hard to relax.

She was just thinking about relaxing for a few days, but she didn't expect to receive a message from the eldest lady the next day.

Yun Zhao was a little surprised when he saw the post, "Auntie, do you have anything else to say?" Zhang Maoquan shook his head, "Mrs. Ning'an just said that she wanted to come to pay her respects. She hasn't seen her for a long time and is very worried about her."

Yun Zhao knew his eldest aunt's temperament, so since he said this, he was afraid that there was something embarrassing to say.

"Then please ask the eldest aunt to come to the palace tomorrow to talk." Yun Zhao was not very energetic today, and the eldest aunt would be worried when she saw him.

Zhang Maoquan left the palace to deliver the message. Yun Zhao could not figure out what the eldest lady was doing in the palace for a while, so he had to press the matter first and find out tomorrow.

Zhang Maoquan left with his front foot, and Yun Shang came in front of Concubine Shu.

"I have seen the noble concubine. Your concubine is safe." After entering the palace, Yun Shang came forward to greet her.

Yun Zhao looked at her and said, "Get up. Is there something wrong with your master?"

Yun Shang stood up and said respectfully: "To return to the imperial concubine, I asked my servant to report to you. There is a letter from the Zhao family. Do you want to send it to Huayang Palace?"

Song Yunzhao didn't expect the Zhao family to reply so quickly. She passed this matter over to Feng Yi, so naturally she didn't intend to open the Zhao family's letter, so she said, "Just send it to her directly."

Yun Shang responded and resigned.

Yun Zhao only felt his head sinking even more. After asking someone, he found out that Feng Yun had gone to play in the garden again, so he didn't care about him anymore. Anshun and a group of internal servants were following him, so his safety was still guaranteed.

Yun Zhao returned to his bedroom and lay down again, and soon fell asleep.

Xiangxue quietly lowered the tent and stayed outside, asking the people in Yaohua Palace to be careful not to disturb the empress.

Yun Zhao had a very deep sleep, and her dreams were full of strange things, as if she had returned to the next life. The past days kept flashing through her mind like a movie. She tried her best to chase her, but no matter how fast she ran, she could not catch up. superior.

Yun Zhao opened his eyes suddenly and saw Feng Yi sitting on the side of the bed, holding her hand, and reading a booklet in the other hand. Yun Zhao was stunned for a moment, as dreams and reality seemed to be confused at this moment.

“Feng Yi, why are you here?”

 Feng Yi turned his head suddenly when he heard Yun Zhao's voice, "Zhao Zhao, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, I just had a dream." Yun Zhao wanted to sit up, but after sleeping for a long time, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes. "Why are you here?"

Feng Yi said: "I didn't sleep well last night, so I just wanted to come back and rest for a while. I didn't expect you to fall asleep too. I saw that you didn't sleep well, so I stayed here to watch over you. You Is this a dream?"

Song Yunzhao nodded, followed the strength of Feng Yi's arm and sat up, rubbing his eyebrows, "I have had a long dream, and I am very tired. I might as well not sleep if I can make up for it with this sleep."

"Get up and take a walk. Do you want to eat something? The palace lady said you didn't eat much for breakfast." Feng Yi asked with concern.

Yun Zhao was really hungry. She almost ran a half marathon in her dream, but she was exhausted.

Feng Yi asked people to come in to help her change her clothes, and then sent people to the Chuanshan Hall, which suddenly became lively.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao who was surrounded by people and breathed a sigh of relief quietly. Thinking of the way she looked when she was haunted by a dream just now, it really scared her.

Had I known this earlier, I wouldn't have stopped teasing her yesterday. Maybe he really mentioned what Yun Zhao was worried about, which gave her a nightmare.

Yun Zhao ate something and felt very hungry, but he didn’t eat much.

Feng Yi took her for a walk in the garden. Yun Zhao walked out of the Yaohua Palace. The scorching sun shining on her body seemed to wipe away all the haze that the dream had brought to her, and she felt a little more relaxed.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's expression calmly and saw her smile. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed her hand and walked forward and said, "This year we will go to the palace to escape the summer heat. We won't take anyone else with us, just the four of us. OK?"

What?

Yun Zhao turned his head and looked at Feng Yi. Did he get some stimulation in the early morning?

  Take her out, throw the Queen Mother into the palace, and make the pot explode!

The second update is complete, hey, my little cuties.

  

  

 (End of this chapter)