In the Wentao Garden of the True King's Mansion.

Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor is sympathetic to the courtiers and has a day off.

The real king Xiu Mu was at home, and he made a lot of effort last night, so he didn't want to rest until the early hours of this morning.

It wasn't as early as it used to be. But Song Yi is used to the life of "tired" at night, and has also learned to sleep when he is tired, regardless of men. Last night, she went to bed early and let the man do whatever he wanted. Therefore, Song Yi didn't fall asleep for a long time like a man, and still got up early.

Song Yi knew that the man slept late, and he was afraid of disturbing the man, so he stepped into bed lightly. Chunxiang had already prepared the toiletry water, and when she saw the princess getting up, she came in.

Song Yi glanced at Chunxiang, and then put his right index finger on his lips and made a "silence" movement. Haruka understood, and lightened the movements under her feet and hands.

Song Yi looked back at the man on the bed, and saw that he was not disturbed, so he was much more relieved.

Song Yi got dressed and walked out of the bedroom under the service of Chunxiang. Haruka finally spoke, but her voice was still much lower.

"Princess, all the stewards in the palace have arrived, waiting for the princess to summon them in the courtyard."

"Hmm" Song Yi nodded, "What I asked you to prepare, are they all ready?" ”

"Princess, it's been ready for a long time." Before you know it, Haruka has grown a lot. can already share many things for Song Yi.

Song Yi nodded with satisfaction, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will also send you a red envelope to ask for good luck." It's all my heart, don't dislike it."

Chunxiang was also happy when she heard that they all had red envelopes.

Song Yi recruited the steward, not for anything else, but because of today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the family held a banquet, let them serve snacks, and routinely lectured. By the way, send red envelopes again to make everyone happier.

Although the old lady has not handed over the key to the treasury of the True King's Mansion, Song Yi is already essentially dealing with the affairs of the Zhenwangfu.

Unlike what others expected, although the real princess was young, she didn't make a mistake.

Under its management, the True King's Mansion did not encounter any flaws.

Of course, the old lady and the minions of the Wang family only superficially obey the management of the real princess, but in fact, they also obey the yang and the yin, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Song Yi could see it, but pretended not to know. Because she knew that if she couldn't hit it with one blow, she would only startle the snake. Therefore, Song Yi deliberately allowed those people to do anything wrong, just waiting for them to think that they had nothing to do, and to wipe them out.

Song Yi has confidence in himself, but greater confidence comes from the true king.

Last time, Song Yi was able to handle Ping'er's affairs so neatly, in addition to the strict logic of her law students' thinking, she also had to rely on the off-site help of the real king. Otherwise, how could she know Ping'er's life experience, and still find a strong witness like Lin Da?

It turned out that last time, when Ping'er murdered Aunt Su, it was the real king who secretly passed the news to Song Yi. told her about Ping'er's 1510.

According to those news, Song Yi was able to peel off the cocoon and investigate the truth of the matter clearly.

After Ping'er's incident, Song Yi has a deeper understanding of the true king's ability. In the past, she only knew that the real king was collecting information for the emperor. But he didn't expect that even an insignificant little girl like Ping'er could investigate it so clearly.

Of course, Song Yi asked the man if it was a matter of the world, and he could know if he wanted to know.

The man didn't answer, just smiled at her. Song Yi understood how powerful his real strength was. No wonder the three princes want to woo each other. If you can't win him over, you want to pull him off the horse.

Song Yi knew this, not only was he not happy, but he became even more worried.

It's not a good thing that your own man is too good. Isn't it frightening to be afraid of a cold arrow that suddenly shoots from somewhere?

However, Song Yi did not tell the man what he thought. Because she knows that men have experienced this kind of thing a lot since they were young, and now for her sake, without waiting for her to ask him, he will let people investigate whether there is a problem with the people around him.

Last time, Xianglian's matter, this time Ping'er's matter, Song Yi knew it, and he was even more grateful to the man.

Song Yi personally went to the kitchen and ordered a chicken shredded noodles for the man.

Looking at the cooked chicken, Song Yi suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach. Soon, I couldn't hold it back and wanted to retch.

Chunxiang was on the side, startled, "Princess, what's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Song Yi shook his head, and looked at the chicken on the stove with some confusion, "I don't know what's going on, I suddenly had a nausea just now" After finishing speaking, there was another burst of retching.

"Princess, are you too tired lately? The slave has long seen that your appetite has not been good these days. Do you want Imperial Doctor Xuan to take a look? ”

Chunxiang is a little girl, and she doesn't know that sometimes women suddenly regurgitate, or it may be for other reasons.

Although Song Yi has never been pregnant before, she is not ignorant of physiological knowledge.

She also had some guesses, but she thought that there had been too many things recently, and she wanted to wait until she was done for a while.

"It's fine. It's just that the smoke is too heavy just now, and it's just uncomfortable for a while. It's okay now."

"Princess, how can that be done? Don't be busy, leave the rest to the slave."

"How's that going to work? I have already told the prince that I will cook breakfast for him this morning. He has a bad mouth, and he can taste anything unusual. I'm fine, anyway, it's just a matter of sweeping the tail of the day, just stick to it"

With that, Song Yi continued to get busy. Strange to say, just sick to my stomach, now there is nothing to do.

Chunxiang was worried on the side, but seeing that the princess was really fine, she felt that she was thinking too much.

When everything was busy, Song Yi and Chunxiang left the small kitchen of Wentao Garden with the chicken noodles they had cooked themselves.

Because of the poisoning of the real king last time, Song Yi paid special attention to food safety. Therefore, after she married into the palace, she asked people to set up a small kitchen in Wentao Garden and Huifang Garden.

Except for festivals when the whole house needs to eat together, Song Yi rarely gets food from the palace's kitchen. Almost always do it yourself in the kitchenette.

Song Yi's craftsmanship is also obvious to all, although the real king's mouth is a little tricky, but the real princess personally cooks and cooks, he is still very popular, and he can eliminate it every time.

It's a pity that Song Yi has been busy, and there are not many opportunities for her to cook.

Today, it was also because the day before yesterday, I occasionally mentioned to the prince that the prince begged for breakfast.

When Song Yi came back, Zhu Xi had already gotten up and washed.

It's still taken care of by Katsura's mother. However, after Song Yi entered the house, there were also some young girls in Wentao Garden. After all, there are female dependents, and it is embarrassing to let Gui's mother serve again.

Zhu Xi didn't object, so Song Yi personally selected four honest-looking girls to stay in the courtyard to serve.

When Song Yi came in, Zhu Xi saw it.

"The princess was so angry. This king is too tired to do it" Zhu Xi's speech is still so reverie.

Song Yi didn't say anything, "It's still early? It's almost noon, and I don't know if the prince is going to have breakfast or lunch? ”

Song Yi said, and asked Chunxiang to bring up the chicken noodles.

Zhu Xi took a closer look and smiled, "Princess, you want to send me away with these?" ”

Song Yi also felt that it was simpler, but she did get up late this morning, plus there was a Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet tonight, there were too many things, and she didn't have time to prepare too complicated things.

"Hehe, I'm sorry. That's all there is to it, please don't dislike it," Song Yi said as a matter of course.

Zhu Xi looked at the woman's expression, as if he was accusing himself, "I love to eat or not, there is so much nonsense about eating for nothing"

Sure enough, Song Yi spoke again, "Lord Wang, if you don't like it, I'll ask the cook to cook a big meal again?" ”

Song Yi was about to leave, but Zhu Xi snatched it up, "This king is just hungry." It doesn't have to be that much trouble. Just deal with it."

"How's that going to work? The prince is a daughter, how can he do it casually? I think it's better to have someone make a new one. Let's give it to Zhang De."

As soon as Zhu Xi heard Song Yi mention the three brothers of Zhang De, he overturned the vinegar jar in his heart.

"Giving them food is really bad. I'm afraid they've eaten it too, so forget it," Zhu Xi said and took the shredded chicken noodles, ready to feast.

Song Yi smiled, but at this moment, the tip of his nose smelled chicken fat again, and a wave of nausea hit again.

"Vomit" Song Yi felt uncomfortable in his stomach and hurriedly ran out of the door.

Seeing this, Zhu Xi followed, and carefully patted Song Yi's back, "What's the matter?" Isn't it uncomfortable somewhere."

Song Yi shook his head and kept retching.

Mother Gui on the side saw it, was pleasantly surprised, and said, "Princess, won't you be happy?" ”