When Song Qingyi opened his eyes again, he saw Meng Yu taking care of himself nervously.

"You're awake." Seeing Song Qingyi wake up, Meng Yu's face finally showed a happy smile, and then he couldn't help but blame himself, "I'm sorry, it's all because of my fault that you became like this." ”

Looking at Meng Yu's guilty expression for falling off the roof, Song Qingyi said with a faint smile on his face: "You see that I don't have it now, don't you worry." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was too focused on thinking about things, he wouldn't have fallen off the roof, and Meng Yu wouldn't have felt so guilty.

"Do you feel uncomfortable right now? If you feel uncomfortable, just say it. By the way, I'm going to call the doctor right now. Even though Song Qingyi had already said that there was nothing to do, Meng Yu was still very worried in his heart.

Seeing Meng Yu preparing to leave, Song Qingyi hurriedly got up and grabbed Meng Yu's sleeve.

"No, I'm fine, don't you think I'm fine now." Seeing Meng Yu worried about himself so much, Song Qingyi's heart felt warm.

Seeing that Song Qingyi insisted that he was fine, Meng Yu had no choice but to give up and return to Song Qingyi's front to ask for warmth.

"By the way, did you just ask me for something?" Thinking that Meng Yu came to look for him before he fell, there should be something.

Meng Yu sat next to Song Qingyi, and made Song Qingyi comfortable, and then said: "I saw that you didn't eat anything tonight, so I asked someone to make you the chicken leg you like to eat, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen." ”

Song Qingyi's eyes fell on the chicken leg on the table not far away, it turned out that the chicken leg was prepared for her.

"I want to eat." Song Qingyi pointed to the chicken leg on the table and said.

However, Meng Yu frowned and stopped: "If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it for you again, this is already cold." ”

Seeing Meng Yu say this, Song Qingyi was still unwilling to live up to Meng Yu's previous intentions for him, so he directly got up and came to the table to pick up the chicken leg and take a bite.

Meng Yu just wanted to stop it, but when he saw that Song Qingyi had already taken a bite, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"You don't know, the chicken thighs are delicious even when they're cold." Song Qingyi was eating while waving the chicken leg in his hand.

Seeing that Song Qingyi was no longer in a big deal at this time, Meng Yu's heart was also relieved.

It was not early, and after Song Qingyi had eaten chicken legs, Meng Yu told Song Qingyi to rest early, and after Song Qingyi fell asleep, Meng Yu could sleep with confidence.

Early the next morning, someone in the palace sent a carriage over, and Song Qingyi got up early in the morning to freshen up and dress up.

Originally, Song Qingyi just wanted to dress up ordinarily, but Wei Xuehan asked her to insist on dressing up, and Wei Xuehan also sent a set of light blue gauze skirts early in the morning.

"You have to be careful when you go alone." Meng Yu really couldn't rest assured that Song Qingyi could only be allowed to enter the palace alone.

How dangerous it is in the palace, all kinds of deception and deception are very clear, and even Wei Xuehan did not forget to instruct Song Qingyi.

Seeing that they were all worried about themselves, Song Qingyi returned a reassuring smile: "You can rest assured, I will be careful." ”

After speaking, Song Qingyi got into the carriage sent by the palace.

Watching the carriage gradually move towards the palace, Meng Yu was still relieved in his heart, and turned around and left directly. Jiujiu Library

The carriage drove slowly, and I don't know how long it was, but finally reached the palace.

At this moment, a man dressed in the costume of a palace guard came out from behind a tree, and quietly blended in with the guard team behind the carriage.

If Song Qingyi saw it at this time, he would definitely find that this person knew him.

"Miss Song, please follow the old slave." Just as Song Qingyi got off the carriage, a eunuch next to him stepped forward and said.

Looking closely, this eunuch was the eunuch who stood beside the emperor at the poetry meeting a few days ago and presided over the poetry meeting.

"There is Father-in-law Lao." Song Qingyi always remembered the etiquette he had learned these days, and respectfully saluted the eunuch.

Seeing Song Qingyi so knowledgeable, the eunuch also liked it very much.

The eunuch took Song Qingyi to a palace, and before he could walk in, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo music coming from inside, and it was obvious that this was the place where the banquet was held.

"Song Qingyi has arrived!"

The eunuch shouted loudly and made a respectful gesture for Song Qingyi to enter.

When they heard this voice, the singing and dancing inside stopped, and everyone looked at the door, all wanting to see Song Qingyi's appearance.

That day, Song Qingyi's poems spread throughout the concubine country, and everyone was eager to see what this talented woman looked like.

Song Qingyi walked towards the hall with lotus steps under everyone's expectations, and everyone's eyes were attracted by Song Qingyi for a while.

A light blue gauze skirt sets off Song Qingyi's holiness even more, making the eyes of people who are used to seeing bright colors shine, and the cloud belt embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns on the waist makes Song Qingyi's waist look uneasy. The three thousand green silk was only gently pulled with a jasper hairpin, the two strands of hair in front of the forehead hung down, and a slightly powdered face that made the beauties lose their color, which made Song Qingyi seem to be a fairy from the sky.

For a while, the eyes of everyone present were all focused on Song Qingyi's body, and even the emperor, who was accustomed to seeing beauties in the world, couldn't help but look at it twice.

The women present gritted their teeth at Song Qingyi, and the handkerchief in her hand had already been twisted.

"Song Qingyi, the people's daughter, has seen the emperor and all the mothers." Song Qingyi saluted respectfully, and let everyone come back to their senses.

"Let's be flat." After the emperor asked Song Qingyi to get up, he looked at the people present, "Come, this is the poem I just mentioned Song Qingyi, and she wrote that poem." ”

As soon as the emperor's words fell, there was a sound of praise below.

It also aroused the jealousy of the concubines, how could a woman with outstanding looks and talent not be their enemy.

Just when the emperor let Song Qingyi take a seat, a concubine got up and saluted and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, does this sister Qingyi really have such a good talent as you said?" We haven't seen it with our own eyes, it's better to take advantage of the banquet today, it's better to let Sister Qingyi play a song for us, so that we can also appreciate one or two. ”

If you say that you can compose a poem on the spot, it may be okay, but people who are famous for their poems are asked to play the piano, which is obviously making things difficult for people.

The emperor couldn't help frowning when he heard this request, how could an emperor open his mouth with such a request.

Song Qingyi sees everything in his eyes, and if he refuses to play the piano, he denies that he is not talented. I lost my face in front of many dignitaries, but I was afraid that the things at the banquet would spread throughout the concubine country, and I would be stinking for 10,000 years.