Until the next day, Song Yi still couldn't believe that the true king would say something like that to himself last night?

Song Yi thought at first that she had misheard, maybe the real king didn't mean what she imagined.

But later, the true king made it clear again, and Song Yi knew that he had no auditory hallucinations and misunderstandings.

It turned out that he had long taken a fancy to himself.

But the reason is that Song Yi's status is low, and Zhu Xi thinks it's not a good time. Therefore, in the past, he did not mention to Song Yi that he wanted to accept her.

This time, Song Yi offered a plan, and Zhu Xi operated later, if Song Yi could be named the county lord, he would be barely qualified to compete for the position of princess of the real palace.

Song Yi still remembered the expression of the true king's gift last night.

I was depressed in my heart, and I remembered that my tone was not good at that time.

"Lord Wang, how can you be sure that the slave is willing to marry you? What if the slave and maid tell the prince that the slave and the maid are unwilling? ”

At that time, Zhu Xi's expression was incredulous.

Song Yi understood that the prince had never thought that he would refuse.

Because, in Zhu Xi's opinion, he is the true king of the Qianchao Dynasty, and if he can take a fancy to her, shouldn't Song Yi be grateful?

But it's a pity that the real king misjudged Song Yi. She's not the average vain woman.

Song Yi replied very solemnly on the spot, "Lord Wang, your wrong love, the slave and maid feel deeply. But the slave still has to tell you that the slave is unwilling. ”

"What did you say?" Zhu Xi couldn't believe it, would anyone refuse him?

Who does she think she is? How dare you refuse yourself?

Zhu Xi's whole person was as cold as ice in an instant, extremely gloomy.

The temperature inside the house seemed to drop to freezing in an instant.

Song Yi felt the murderous aura emanating from the True King, and he didn't doubt at all that the True King had the possibility of extinguishing his mouth.

She also understands that she is now seeking skin with the tiger, but if she wants to marry an arrogant prince, she will face countless concubines in the future, as well as countless wild bees and butterflies outside? If she had a choice, she would not have chosen to live such a life.

But will she be able to tell the true king what she thinks in her heart? Did you tell her that she wanted a marriage of "one couple for the rest of her life"? Do you want your husband to start from the beginning?

Song Yi immediately rejected the idea in his heart, and did not explain his reasons too much to the true king.

And Zhu Xi, who was extremely proud, did not give Song Yi a chance to explain.

I was very angry, threw off my sleeves, and walked away. Very personal!

After the prince left, Song Yi had insomnia all night, afraid that the real king would take revenge on himself for rejecting him?

But fortunately, a few more days passed without incident.

Song Yi was also amused by the idea of "the heart of a villain in the belly of a gentleman".

A few days in the early morning, a group of guards in yellow robes came from outside the gate of the True King's Mansion, and in front of them was a handsome man riding a horse, holding a dust, and wearing palace clothes.

The man dismounted, entered the courtyard, and proclaimed the true king and Song Yi.

It turned out to be a eunuch from the inner palace, who came to summon the true king and Song Yi who had made meritorious contributions.

Although Song Yi had long known that the emperor would summon him, when he heard the holy decree, he still couldn't suppress the surging in his heart.

This is to see the emperor, the supreme ruler of the Qianchao Dynasty!

Song Yi said that he was not nervous, it was all a lie.

Everyone in the True King's Mansion envied Song Yi, but knowing that they didn't have Song Yi's ability, they could only suppress the jealousy in their hearts and congratulate Song Yi one after another.

Song Yi hurriedly changed his clothes and put on his most decent clothes.

Knowing that this trip to the palace, you must not lose the face of the real king's mansion.

did not choose heavy makeup, but light makeup and casual clothes, taking the route of unpretentious and back to basics.

Back in front of the gate of the palace, the father-in-law who announced the decree looked surprised, but the real king couldn't help but nod in approval.

Song Yi looked at everyone's eyes, and did not take the jealousy of the old lady and others to heart.

With the true king and father-in-law, they got on the wheel and went to the palace.

The carriage swayed and drove on the streets of the capital.

This is the first time since Song Yi crossed over that he went out of the gate of the palace with such fanfare.

The capital is indeed a prosperous state, a family of poetry and hairpins, a prosperous place of flowers and willows, and a gentle and wealthy township. Even the cries of roadside vendors are particularly pleasant.

Song Yi quickly put down the curtains of the car, and recalled in his mind the palace etiquette that Mama had just explained.

The palace is not another place, and if you make a mistake, you will be condemned.

However, fortunately, with the prince by his side, Song Yi felt a lot more settled.

However, thinking of it, the prince has never looked at himself from beginning to end today.

Knowing that day, she hurt the prince's self-esteem, so she could only hope that the real king was a great gentleman, and that she would not be saved if she really had a problem when she saw death.

Song Yi thought wildly all the way, and soon, the group passed through the corner gate of Zhengyang Gate in the outer city of the palace and entered the inner city.

Then he changed his sedan chair and passed through the noon gate corner gate of the inner city. Then, get off the sedan chair and walk to the Qianqing Palace summoned by the emperor.

Qianqing Palace is the emperor's dormitory, and it is also the place where the emperor stays the most when he is not in court.

Before Song Yi entered, he was still very nervous, his steps were staggering, and he didn't dare to leap forward.

Zhu Xi, who was in front of him, looked back and saw Song Yi hesitating, knowing that he was nervous.

Although he still had resentment in his heart, he still turned around and came to Song Yi's side.

"Don't be afraid, there is this king"

Song Yi's ears sounded the voice of the true king, although it was only five words, it made Song Yi really feel at ease.

Nodding, he silently followed behind the True King and continued to move forward.

The Qianqing Palace is nine rooms wide, five rooms deep, the top of the heavy eaves hall is covered with yellow glazed tiles. The base of the steps in front of the hall is the white stone Sumeru seat, standing on the three layers of white stone steps. On the spacious platform in front of the palace, there are copper turtles, copper cranes, sundials, Jialiang respectively on the left and right, set up gilt incense burners 4 in front, are in the middle of the Dan Majesty, connect with the high platform Yonglu and the Qianqing gate

The palace is majestic, lavishly furnished, and full of royal majesty.

Walking up the three steps, Song Yi looked up, and the three gold-painted characters of "Qianqing Palace" above the main hall were impressively in front of him.

Song Yi had a feeling that he was watching a palace drama in a trance, and this palace of the Qianchao Dynasty was almost the same as the Forbidden City.

Song Yi waited outside the hall for the transmission, and the true king entered the temple before her to listen to the hadith.

When someone from the palace passed on her, Song Yi dusted off the clothes on her body and walked into the Qianqing Palace with a thousand-pound leg.

The main hall of Qianqing Palace is paved with gold bricks, there are six golden lacquer dragon pillars in the hall, the top of the head is the golden phoenix caisson of the dragon, the front is the throne of the golden lacquer plate dragon, there is the imperial case in front of the throne, and there are five screens in the back. The floor, incense burner, incense tube and crane are no different from those seen in the TV series.

Seeing the familiar scene and thinking of the heroine's calm performance in the TV series, Song Yi's uneasiness in his heart was much less for no reason.

Song Yi didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, glanced at the layout in the hall, then bowed his head and knelt on the ground, shouting long live long live.

Song Yi looked down at the golden carpet in front of him, not daring to move at will.

The emperor on the throne is condescending to look at the legendary "goddess" in the mouth of the people.

From Song Yi coming in, Emperor Zhao Pang De noticed her.

Song Yi's every move, Zhao Pangde can see it all.

Although it is not as graceful as rumored, it is also a small jasper, and it may not be as smart as it is.

Zhao Pound has read countless people in his life, and he did not underestimate Song Yi because of the first sight.

"Free"

When Song Yi heard the word "free", the big stone in his heart fell.

He stood up, still with his head bowed, not daring to say more.