And on the second day a decree came down.

Concubine Guo practiced in the nunnery and felt the wind and cold did not heal, and happened to meet the third lady of Ning'an Houfu who went to Pujing Nunnery to worship incense during her illness, because Miss Song San resembled the princess Yiwan of the year, so she invited her to accompany her in the nunnery of Cangding Mountain for a period of time, until she recovered.

Although the saint made this decree, he still had to meet Song Yao in person before leaving.

She thought to herself, probably because of a sentence about Princess Xiao Yiwan of Concubine Guo, presumably His Majesty also misses the princess.

Song Yao carefully recalled every detail of the day she met the concubine.

The toffee is not powdered, plain and natural. Xiaowan is innocent, lively and cute. They all give people a feeling that they are comfortable, without pressure, and they are like old friends when they meet for the first time.

And the only thing that is similar to the princess is his gaze and his appearance when he is quiet.

She thought about it carefully for a while, then she only applied a little fat powder, changed into the pink dress she wore every day in the house, looked in the mirror, inserted a begonia hairpin into the bun that the concubine gave her that day, and set off.

Song Yao walked into the hall under the leadership of her father-in-law, and she was also a little apprehensive, after all, this was the first time she had met Long Yan.

She knelt down and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant.

Emperor Xian's voice was rare and gentle: "You are Song Yao from the Marquis of Ning'an?" ”

She lowered her eyes and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Xian said to her with great interest, "Raise your head and let me take a look." ”

Song Yao raised her head slightly, looking directly at His Majesty with the same gentle smile, and two pear vortices appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Emperor Xian's face was a little moved: "I have seen many people in this hall, and they are all respectful and terrified. You, on the other hand, are one of the few people I've ever seen who can look me in the eye. With that, he paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Your eyes are very much like a man's." Tell me, why aren't you afraid of me? ”

Her smile has not changed: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven and the Ming Monarch." Song Yao only admired His Majesty, and was not afraid. ”

Emperor Xian looked at the begonia hairpin in her hair, and said slowly: "The concubine said that you are like Princess Yiwan, what do you think?" ”

Song Yao thought slightly: "The folk girl doesn't dare to compare with the princess, it's just that the folk girl is naturally casual and easy to get close to others, and she hasn't seen her biological mother for a long time, and when she meets the concubine, she thinks of my mother." And the concubine misses the princess, and she just sees me at home again. ”

Emperor Xian's eyes deepened, and he said, "Since this is the case, then you should accompany the concubine more." ”

……

After meeting His Majesty, Song Yao was escorted by several guards all the way to the residence of the concubine next to Pujing Nunnery.

When the people sent by the emperor left, the concubine brought a horse from behind the house.

She glanced at Song Yao deeply and said, "Go quickly, your guards are waiting for you in front." ”

Song Yao nodded, raised the whip, and only heard the advice from behind: "Be careful on the road, come back early." ”

She curled the corners of her mouth: "Drive-"