After Song Yunzhao welcomed people in, he felt that the emperor's mood might not be very good, when he was unhappy, he usually couldn't see it, but she had carefully observed it, and when the emperor was unhappy, his eyes would be colder than usual.

This kind of coldness is too shallow for her to express, and she can only understand it but not convey it.

For example, now, she can see at a glance that the emperor is unhappy, but the emperor is unhappy and doesn't want people to see it, and he still has a smile on his face.

That's going to be hard.

Song Yunzhao pretended that he didn't know anything, happily welcomed the emperor in, and asked with a curious look, "Your Majesty, I want you something."

Feng Yi looked sideways at Song Yunzhao, and found that she seemed to be very happy today, her eyes were so bright that she could light a fire, and she was also a little curious for a while, so she asked, "What is it, you tell me to hear about it."

Tsk, still end the shelf!

Song Yunzhao leaned forward slightly to approach the emperor, and then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Your Majesty, will you come to the harem for the Qixi Festival for the Qixi Festival?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why would Concubine Ai ask like this?"

Song Yunzhao couldn't help but think of a famous sentence in later generations: When you like others, you call them Xiao Tiantian, and when you don't like others, you call them Mrs. Niu.

The dog emperor's tent was as enthusiastic as fire, and when he put on his clothes, he didn't recognize his six relatives and called him a concubine.

Bah!

"What do you say?" Song Yunzhao asked rhetorically.

Feng Yi: ......

Looking at Song Yunzhao's eyes, I didn't really want to know, the two of them have been together for a long time, and this action and this look are going to make trouble.

Feng Yi immediately said, "During the festival, I still have to have fun with everyone."

Song Yunzhao kept smiling and said meaningfully, "The concubine understands."

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao suspiciously, what did he understand?

Song Yunzhao didn't want to solve his doubts, so he immediately changed the topic when he got the answer, and it didn't take long to make the emperor laugh, and within a quarter of an hour, he was carried into the tent by the emperor.

The emperor's favor is too difficult to brush, Song Yunzhao feels that the possibility of brushing him as his own person is too low and too dangerous, it is better to take advantage of his youth and beauty to stabilize the harmonious relationship between the two now, and then it is best to give birth to a little prince smoothly, and then strive to brush his favor to the highest level.

In this way, even if she is no longer beautiful in the future, she will be able to stand on her feet with this unique feeling.

It's okay to fall in love with the emperor, but if you want to be a couple for the rest of her life, she feels that there is a high probability that she doesn't have such a high pursuit and such a lasting combat effectiveness.

Feng Yi woke up the next morning without waiting for Meng Jiuchang to wake up, and after he calmed down, he turned sideways to look at Song Yunzhao, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

He had a very strange feeling, Song Yunzhao last night seemed to be different from before, but he couldn't say what was different.

Mingming is still smiling so happily, and he is still so enthusiastic, and he is still very concerned and pestering, but it just makes him feel wrong.

But he couldn't find anything wrong.

Probably because he thought too much, there have been too many disputes in the court recently, especially when he insisted on letting Dali Siqing monopolize the power of disaster relief, and let Song Nanzhen as the deputy envoy, the left and right ministers are not as-for-tat as before these days, and there seem to be signs of joining forces.

He has been reading the excerpts of the courtiers' books when he was the emperor recently, he had never been in contact with these before becoming an emperor, and after becoming an emperor, he was an inexperienced prince who first took power, and he was overwhelmed by the myriad of court affairs.

He didn't learn how to govern the country, and he didn't have a teacher to teach him how to deal with the government, and the courtiers thought that he was a fool as an emperor, so they thought about setting him up and monopolizing power.

He learned little by little, how much wax he spent, how many nights he stayed up, only he knows.

He was neglected by his father since he was a child, and was bullied by his father's favorite concubine, and after ascending the throne, the courtiers and concubines around him had different thoughts, and he had a very keen sense of people.

Therefore, he looked at Song Yunzhao a little wrong now, but she was obviously the same as before, and she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Her eyes kept looking at Song Yunzhao, looking at her puffy face from sleep, and she was very obedient at this time.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

Meng Jiuchang's voice was heard, Feng Yi immediately came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze on Song Yunzhao, and slowly sat up.

After Song Yunzhao noticed that the emperor's gaze had been removed, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

The emperor's gaze was so penetrating that she didn't dare to move, nor did she dare to let the emperor know that she had woken up.

After doing some psychological construction, he made the appearance of being woken up by Meng Jiuchang, sat up with the emperor, took his coat and put it on, covered his lips with his hands and made a yawning motion, and then slowly spoke, "The concubine serves the emperor and dresses."

Feng Yi looked at her yawning non-stop, smiled and pushed the person back, "Just rest on your service."

Song Yunzhao struggled and sat up again, his moist eyes made a look of disberence, "The concubine will become proficient after a few more practices."

Feng Yi stared at Yun Zhao with sideways eyes, she was no different from before at this moment.

Song Yunzhao was furious by his eyes, she deserved to be a person who could be the male lead, she was a little passive and slacking off last night, which was discovered?

Playing a drum in her heart, but her face was a righteous and arrogant look, if she loses, she will not lose the battle, and the emperor must not find anything, she got out of bed barefoot, got dressed and walked out of the dormitory, and took the dragon robe from Meng Jiuchang's hands.

Feng Yi looked at Song Yunzhao's puffing appearance, just like the little pufferfish, and was immediately amused.

Song Yunzhao felt that the emperor was laughing at her, yes, she didn't know how to wear more than a dozen layers of dragon robes for the emperor inside and out, it was not her fault, she had never served other people wearing dragon robes before!

It was probably because Song Yunzhao's expression was too solemn, Feng Yi felt that he might be making people laugh, so he stepped forward and took Song Yunzhao's hand and said gently, "Where do you bother with these menial jobs, otherwise what use is Meng Jiuchang and these people?"

Meng Jiuchang: ......

He didn't do anything, and he could also send a cauldron from the sky?

He really understands what it means to be favored now, Song Jieyu frowned, and the emperor couldn't iron her out.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend, at least not now.

"What the emperor said is that the master of Jieyu is gracious to leave a way for the slaves and maids, otherwise how can the slaves and maids still serve in front of the emperor in the future." The smile on Meng Jiuchang's face overflowed.

After His Majesty ascended the throne, he had never smiled so humbly at anyone other than His Majesty.

Song Yunzhao felt that Meng Jiuchang was scolding her around the corner, but she had no evidence.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao's eyes and fell on Meng Jiuchang's body with puzzlement, and at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Song Yunzhao: ......

Meng Jiuchang: ......

What's so funny about that?