Chapter 13: Keeping Friends with Wolves

Zhao Chengyan really didn't agree to go to the northwest.

And things are exactly the same as what Zhao Ying remembers.

On that day, after he was summoned to the Qingning Hall to face the saint, he made an excuse and prevaricated, saying that he would think about it for two days, and Emperor Zhaoning could not force him to agree, so he let him out of the palace.

As soon as he left the palace and returned to the Yan Palace, Zhao Chengyan immediately closed the gate of the palace and did not go out for three days, and did not go to court.

Emperor Zhaoning sent several waves of people to the palace, but they were all closed.

Song Leyi talked about these with relish, but Zhao Ying took a piece of melon in her hand and listened to it with little interest.

"Your intuition is really accurate, you said that Your Highness would not go, Your Highness really would not go."

Zhao Ying's eyebrows moved: "It's all spread like this outside?" ”

She sighed, and went to get the melon with her hand: "My father said that His Royal Highness King Yan has a strange temperament, but he doesn't see anyone behind closed doors, and his attitude is clear." I'm afraid the emperor really has a headache. ”

Before the words fell, a mouthful of melon entered his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it into his stomach, Song Leyi raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite: "Isn't His Royal Highness King Yan afraid of everyone's mouths?" ”

Zhao Ying smiled silently.

Zhao Chengyan is like this.

If he had been afraid, he wouldn't have done such a thing.

If you don't marry a concubine at twenty-six, you don't even have a room in the palace.

In the early years, it was rumored in the capital that he was a broken sleeve, and that he was the youngest son of Liu Ge's hometown, the second assistant of the cabinet, and he became a pair every day.

He is also not shy from suspicion.

Later, he single-handedly married Liu Xiaogongzi, and the rumors were self-defeating.

Will he be afraid of the courtiers pointing out and the people talking?

Zhao Ying burst out laughing.

Song Leyi took the melon's hand for a moment, and looked at her suspiciously: "What are you laughing at suddenly?" Weird and scary. ”

She shook her head and said no, "I just think it's funny." ”

As he spoke, Hui Chun entered the house with a small plate of red bean cake and a bowl of red bean porridge.

The corners of Song Leyi's eyes couldn't help twitching: "You guys are also quite interesting." ”

Zhao Ying smiled and took the bowl of porridge: "Sun Jieyu's craftsmanship is very good, the red beans are peeled, and the boiling time is long, a bowl of red bean porridge is soft and glutinous in the mouth, and the taste is particularly good, can you taste it?" ”

"Forget it, I'm the least sweet tooth."

Zhao Ying looked at the melon in her hand, then looked at her face, scooped the porridge with a white porcelain spoon and sent it to her mouth.

Even Hua Chun smiled and folded his hands and withdrew.

Song Leyi pursed her lips and honestly took a piece of red bean cake: "I look at it, it's useless?" She will send you pastries and porridge every once in a while, but you can't just run to the emperor to praise her for how good she is.

Who are you two doing here? ”

Of course, it's for those who should be watching.

"Sun Jieyu has been sleeping for three days in a row." Zhao Ying put down the small bowl, took a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, "Why is it useless?" ”

Song Leyi almost choked: "So godly? Send you two bowls of porridge and a few plates of dim sum, Sun Jieyu, who has been silent and out of favor for five or six years, will go to bed one after another? ”

"What my father values is not that she sent me cakes and porridge."

Zhao Ying lowered her eyelids, and her eyelashes moved: "I said I like to eat, so she tried her best to make it for me, this red bean porridge, to say the least, it takes two or three hours to boil all the beans."

This heart is the most rare. ”

Song Leyi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You said you like it, these people in the harem can do it, isn't it to compete for favor?" ”

"But only Sun Jieyu did it."

That's when you only eat her red bean cake!

Song Leyi said two words in her heart.

But it's not that I don't understand.

Emperor Zhaoning may not have known that this was Sun Jieyu's means of competing for favor.

is just compared with Liu Shuyi, and the judgment is high.

It's a competition for favor, and it's also a heart.

Sun Jieyu has a three-point portrait of her aunt's face, and she has been the face of success and defeat all her life.

Song Leyi took a deep breath and sighed again: "Probably Zhao Che beat you, you two sisters and brothers made a fuss like this, and the emperor thought of his aunt again for a while." ”

Zhao Ying was disdainful in her heart and sneered, but her face was silent and unrevealed: "Sun Jieyu is a very smart person. ”

Naturally, it is.

Song Leyi also admired a little: "In the past few years, knowing that the emperor was tired of seeing her face, regretted taking her into the palace, and gave birth to Zhao Shu, she kept to herself, kept silent, and took Zhao Shu to live her life, not wanting to come out, let alone competing for favor."

Now that you are willing to lift her, she showed her face in front of the emperor, and found that the emperor was not as unwelcome as before.

This woman is smart—"

She cupped her cheeks and thought for a while: "I'm afraid that the first time I come back to your palace, the emperor's attitude towards her will be relaxed, and she will know that the emperor misses her aunt again."

So Yuan Yuan, in the company of wolves, must be careful in the end. ”

The corners of Zhao Ying's lips hooked: "How do you know that I am a cat and not a tiger?" ”

Song Leyi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

She handed over a hand, landed on the top of Zhao Ying's head and rubbed it: "Yes, our Yuan Yuan is a fierce tiger, tigress?" ”

So the two girls laughed and laughed again, and said nothing else.

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The Queen Mother Feng drove back to the palace in the middle of the day.

As the sun waned, and as dusk approached, only the afterglow of the bright sun shrouded in the red walls and blue tiles of the palace city.

It adds a softness to this solemn and solemn palace.

The queen mother's phoenix drove into the palace from Xuanhua Gate and went directly back to Weiyang Palace.

Before the person was settled, he first sent the aunt in charge of Weiyang Palace to Jiaren Palace, grabbed Liu Shuyi and reprimanded her, and asked her to kneel in Queen Feng's palace every day to listen to the teachings.

Zhao Yingzheng was changing his clothes and planning to go to Weiyang Palace to meet him, and when he heard this from Shu Xia's mouth, the corners of his eyes were dyed with a sincere smile.

While giving her a hairpin, Hua Chun said with a smile: "The queen mother really loves our princess the most, and when she returned to the palace, she reprimanded Liu Shuyi. ”

Zhao Ying didn't say anything more about her, mumbled, hurried out, and eagerly went to Weiyang Palace.

This Weiyang Palace is the one she is most familiar with.

In her previous life, in addition to her Shangyang Palace, the most common thing she stayed in was the Queen Mother's Weiyang Palace.

The imperial grandmother really felt sorry for her.

Although in the end, she understood why this extra distress came from.

Times change, things are not people.

She is not the Zhao Ying of the past.

The aunt in charge of Weiyang Palace came to greet her.

The elderly grandmother, who is not smiling on weekdays, is quite dignified, but when she saw Zhao Ying, she was full of kindness.

Zhao Ying followed behind her, all the way to the main hall, and then bypassed from the right side, heading towards the queen mother's bedroom.

Before anyone entered the door, Zhao Ying listened to the instructions of Xiao Gong'e, who was waiting in the same hall as the Queen Mother, and wanted to get her chilled melons for a while, and then asked to burn the Cuiyun Longxiang she liked.

Zhao Ying's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, her eye sockets were hot, and the tip of her nose was sour, so she lifted the hem of her palace skirt and entered the door.