MTL - The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon-Chapter 204 205: My Zhaozhao is the most understanding

  Chapter 204 205: My Zhao Zhao is the most understanding

   Concubine Zhuang was taken aback, "No way? Although the relationship between Princess Fukang and the emperor is not bad, Concubine Rong did a lot of things against the queen mother back then. The emperor wants to announce Princess Fukang to return to Beijing, and the queen mother might not agree."

   "After what happened yesterday, do you think the emperor is dissatisfied with the queen mother?"

  Concubine Zhuang met her mother's eyes, and her expression suddenly became dignified.

  Some things are difficult for the emperor to do, but if Princess Fukang returns to Beijing and wants her children to have a better future in the future, she will definitely attach herself to the emperor.

   Then, Princess Fukang may become the emperor's sharp weapon to restrain the queen mother, which is not a good thing for Concubine Zhuang.

   "Princess Fukang is a junior after all, so she doesn't dare to be too presumptuous." Concubine Zhuang said.

   "But what if the emperor backs her up?"

  Concubine Zhuang stopped talking, and her face was very ugly. Song Yunzhao was already very difficult, and another Fukang would be even more troublesome.

  A married princess is nothing, but if the princess has the support of the emperor, the natural weight will be different.

   "Princess Fukang is a very decent person, and even if she thinks about it, she can't take a liking to Song Yunzhao's flattering temperament. Even if she returns to the capital, she may not say anything good for Song Yunzhao." Concubine Zhuang said again, if Princess Fukang could suppress her temper back then, she would not have been thrown out of the country by the late emperor.

  Princess Fukang was also the favorite daughter of the first emperor, just by looking at her title.

   "We can't talk to Princess Fukang. If Princess Fukang really wants to go back to Beijing, it's better for someone to talk about the things in Beijing in advance in front of the princess, so that the princess can be prepared." Mrs. Wang said.

   Concubine Zhuang understood her mother's meaning, "I understand, I will handle this matter."

  There are ready-made candidates, and Mrs. Wu Xinhou is available.

   Mrs. Wang got up to leave after she finished her business and saw that it was getting late. Concubine Zhuang was a little bit reluctant, "The Queen Mother also has strict rules in the palace. It's not as casual as before. If you are wronged in the palace, you can tell me."

   "With your father and you here, how can I be wronged." Mrs. Wang smiled and comforted her daughter, "If you are well, mother will be at ease." Before leaving, she told her daughter, "Qin Wanyi is not a good partner, you have to be very careful."

   "I know what I know."

  Concubine Zhuang sent her mother away, and she lost her appetite for breakfast for a while, and things went one after another, and nothing went well.

  Princess Fukang still needs to be inquired about. She called Zhang He over, "Go and inquire about Princess Fukang carefully. Don't alarm people."

  Zhang He hurriedly responded, "Don't worry, my lady, I will definitely inquire about it clearly."

   "Go." Concubine Zhuang waved her hand.

   Zhang He retreated.

  Concubine Zhuang looked at Yun Dai again, "You go to Song Zhaoyi's side and ask Song Zhaoyi how he is at the moment. I think it's not convenient for me to visit you and ask."

  Yun Dai heard the words and said: "Your Majesty, with Song Zhaoyi's temperament, she will definitely refuse with excuses."

   "It doesn't matter, as long as the emperor knows my heart." Concubine Zhuang doesn't care if Song Yunzhao sees her, she knows that the emperor is still with Song Yunzhao, and passing this message is for the emperor to see, and that's enough.

   "Yes." Yun Dai held up her umbrella and walked into the drizzle.

   Naturally, Song Yunzhao will not see Concubine Zhuang. She intends to take this opportunity to rest for a few days, and when she recovers enough energy, she can walk around the palace with the emperor. She can't stay here all the time.

  At this moment, Feng Yi was dealing with matters, and because he was worried about Yun Zhao, he directly arranged the small front hall here as a study.

  The palace of the Xinggong is different from the Fangfang of the harem. The houses here are built with the mountain, very casual.

  Feng Yi is the director at the front, so he won't disturb Yun Zhao's rest at the back, and he can come to see her when he has time, so it's very convenient to have a meal and a nap with her.

  Song Yunzhao is very satisfied, but it is a pity that Wangyou Palace cannot be made like this. It will not be easy for the two of them to get along so close when they return to the palace.

  Holding the scripture book and reading it for a long time, when Feng Yi came back, Song Yunzhao went out to welcome him.

  Feng Yi quickly walked a few steps to catch him, "It's raining just now, and the ground is slippery, what are you doing out there?"

   "I'm standing under the eaves of the corridor." Song Yunzhao was careful.

   "Go in." Feng Yi shook his head helplessly.

  For dinner, there was chicken soup made from wild pheasants. Yun Zhao drank half a bowl, and after a few mouthfuls of cold shredded chicken, he didn’t move. Because of the heat, he didn’t have much appetite, and he couldn’t eat cold food. This day was also difficult.

  Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's sleepy appearance, thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, the courtiers and I will patrol around. If you have nothing to do, you can meet your family."

   "The emperor is going out of the palace?"

   Hearing that Song Yunzhao's focus was on the first half of the sentence, Feng Yi laughed. Zhaozhao really cared about him the most, "Since I'm here, I have to go and have a look. I can't just listen to what the courtiers say, but I have to see with my own eyes to know the truth."

   "Your majesty is really a wise king, and the common people can have an emperor like you, and they really met a wise master."

  Listening to Song Yunzhao's flattery, Feng Yi felt that it had been a long time since he hadn't heard it for a long time.

   "It's a pity that you are not in good health now, otherwise I will take you with me."

   "Even if I'm in good health, I won't go. You and your courtiers are going to do business. What's the matter with bringing a concubine with you? It's obviously done by the wise emperor. I'm afraid you will be deprived of the title of a faint emperor because of me. Wouldn't the concubine be wronged to death?"

  Feng Yi:...

  How can I hear that she has a bit of disgust.

   "After a few days, my concubine's health will recover. Let's sneak out to play in disguise. No one will know. We can have fun and don't have to worry about damaging the emperor's reputation. How nice it is."

  Feng Yi was happy again when he heard that, it was because he was thinking too much, how could Yun Zhao despise him.

   "We'll talk about it after you've taken care of it." Feng Yi refused to promise easily. If he agreed, Yun Zhao would definitely pester him to honor it, but her body really needs to be raised for a while now.

   "I listen to the emperor."

  Feng Yi slightly raised his eyebrows, "So easy to talk?"

   "What do you mean, when will I not be able to talk anymore?" Yun Zhao was upset, she was just a spring in front of the emperor, there was nothing wrong with it, if there was, she would definitely find a way to turn it into something that made her happy.

   "Yes, my Zhaozhao is the most understanding."

  Song Yunzhao suspected that the emperor was mocking her, but she had no proof.

  She simply stopped talking about this, and picked up the previous topic, "Then can I invite a few sisters in? Will there be many people?"

   "Isn't it just three people? It doesn't matter."

  The three of them included Xie Linlang. Song Yunzhao hadn't seen Xie Linlang for a long time, so he was really happy now, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is so kind to me. If you indulge me like this, I really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, so what should I do?"

  Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's eyebrows and eyes, and felt relieved, as long as he was happy. Hearing her nonsensical words again, he was immediately amused.

   Happy Monday.

  (end of this chapter)