Fang Concubine looked at Song Qi, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.
"Thank you, the noble concubine, for clearing up the grievances of the ministers and concubines."
Song Qi glanced at her: "The Empress, let's go."
"Okay." Meng Yilan nodded and glanced at the two of them.
Fang Concubine looked at Song Qi's back as she left, her teeth itch with hatred.
"System, why didn't you announce the mission in advance?" Song Qi felt a little strange.
"Host, you just need to wait for the event to trigger." The system added, "Have fun."
Song Qi tried hard to resist the urge to roll his eyes.
When he arrived at Fengyi Palace, Song Qi saw the emperor's guard of honor standing at the door, paused, and looked at Meng Yilan: "Since he is here, I won't go in."
"It's just a meal together. The emperor doesn't come to me on weekdays. Now that he is here, he probably got the news that you are coming to me." Meng Yilan took Song Qi's hand, "If you leave, he will Blame me."
Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi and smiled.
Before Song Qi could speak, Eunuch Yang walked out. His smile was no different from the previous one, as if he had already set his style: "Queen Empress, Concubine Empress, the Emperor is waiting for the two of you to eat inside."
The hint is obvious.
Song Qi nodded and walked in.
Zhao Zhi was wearing a normal uniform, sitting on the soft couch, reading a book, when he heard the sound of two people saluting, he raised his head, his eyes fell on Song Qi, and stayed for three seconds.
"Let's eat."
A meal, eat very silently.
Finally, Zhao Zhixian said, "I heard that you went to the school today."
"If you go back to the emperor, the concubine hasn't entered the palace for a long time, so I will take her around." Meng Yilan said.
Zhao Zhi glanced at Meng Yilan, and finally landed on Song Qi: "Also taught fourteen, seventeen?"
"Yeah." Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi, "You're such an old man. Dajin, who was practicing martial arts at the age of seven, can't even draw a bow. It's a bit ridiculous. The concubine has been in the military camp for so many years. Naturally, I can't ignore it, it has become a habit."
"If you want to practice martial arts, the Jingde Palace has a very large venue." Zhao Zhi said, "Don't go there in the future."
Song Qi curled the corners of his lips: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for thinking so thoughtfully."
Zhao Zhi saw that Song Qi was a little stuck, and there was nothing strange in his tone, but it made people uncomfortable.
Meng Yilan glanced at Zhao Zhi and then at Song Qi, raised his hand and put a ball in Zhao Zhi's bowl: "Your Majesty, try this ball, it's delicious."
Zhao Zhi didn't move his chopsticks, and still looked at Song Qi: "Dacheng will come to the capital in half a month to discuss matters of peace."
Song Qi didn't bat an eyelid: "Oh, the harem is not allowed to intervene in politics, what are the emperor and his concubines talking about?"
Zhao Zhi frowned: "Jie'er!"
Song Qi paused, and the ball she just picked up fell on the table. She glanced at Zhao Zhi as if she had seen a ghost.
Oh, I remembered that Zhao Zhi and Shao Jie were childhood sweethearts. At that time, when she looked at this relationship, Zhao Zhi regarded Shao Jie as a chess piece, and now she is so disgusting.
Because of Song Qi's eyes, the atmosphere was a little awkward again.
Meng Yilan's head hurt a bit again, and she quickly thought about a new topic.
"Emperor, can my concubine ask for a box of jade cream from you?" Meng Yilan asked.
Zhao Zhi frowned. The jade cream was a tribute from a neighboring country. There were only three small boxes in total. It had a miraculous effect on wounds and scars. He glanced at Meng Yilan and said nothing.
Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi, smiled, and continued: "I accidentally touched the hand of the imperial concubine today..."
Meng Yilan didn't say much about the latter, but everyone knew it.
Zhao Zhi glanced at Song Qi's hand: "It's because I didn't think carefully, I'll have Yang Dekai bring it to you later."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you Empress."
"No, it's all my sisters. You have to paint it every day. Don't forget, the balsam is in bloom now. After a while, we can dye our nails together, it's beautiful."
"Okay." Song Qi nodded, glanced at his hand, his fingers were slender, just because there were several scars on the back and palm of his hand, he looked a little hideous, "Niangniang, I heard that there is also an imperial beast house in the palace, can you? Take your companions and concubines to see them in the afternoon?"
Zhao Zhi frowned slightly. This time, he put down the chopsticks completely and looked at Song Qi: "Jie'er, I have something to discuss with you."
"If it's a matter of the harem, the emperor can now say that if it's a matter of the previous dynasty, the harem can't be involved in politics. Since the ministers and concubines have already left the court, they shouldn't intervene. The emperor should not break the rules of the ancestors." Song Qi looked sincere. , Now that the harem is already messy enough, she doesn't want to mess with the former court.
Zhao Zhi stared at Song Qi for three seconds, gnashing his teeth quite a bit: "I still have some things to do, so I'll go first."
After sending Zhao Zhi away, Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi with some disapproval: "General, I know you are angry, but you still have to live in the palace in the future."
"Well, I'm measured." I'm the heroine, and he can't kill me.
Song Qi has a clear understanding of his own privileges. In a sense, it seems that as long as it is not too much, everything can be done at will.
For example, bashing the male lead.
Zhao Zhi was angry and returned to the atmosphere, but he turned his head and asked Eunuch Yang to send it over.
"I'll wipe it for you." Meng Yilan fought bravely.
Opening the lid, a fragrant fragrance wafted out, which made people feel very comfortable.
The paste is white and somewhat transparent, Song Qi watched Meng Yilan carefully rub it on her hand, and then gently rubbed against the scar: "I will do this after I go back, it must be soft, I heard that it only takes five In six days, you can have a baby with smooth skin like a newborn, which is a pity."
Meng Yilan sighed.
"Are you coming too?"
"No, after you have painted your hands, you can also put some on your face. My skin is already fine, so I don't need this." Meng Yilan shook her head decisively, although there was still some desire in her eyes.
After painting his hands, Song Qi left them to dry for a while. It was cool, comfortable, and not sticky. It really was a good thing.
Meng Yilan yawned on her chin, shook it, and finally fell asleep directly, still in her original position.
Song Qi watched her for a while, and when she saw that her head was about to fall, she subconsciously reached out and supported it.
I thought she would wake up, but who knew that Meng Yilan rubbed against her palm, continued to sleep, and lowered Song Qi's hand a little.
Song Qi was speechless, walked over to Meng Yilan and hugged her directly.
The palace maid was a little surprised, but didn't say anything.
After Song Qi put Meng Yilan on the bed, he asked the maid to wait on her. After watching her lay down, he returned to the soft couch and picked up the book Zhao Zhi had read before, which was a travelogue.
She glanced at it, and Meng Yilan still marked some places, and some places were very girly.
"I really want to go see it."
"It's a pity I can't go out."
All of them belong to Dajinguo, but some places that are blacked out always make her feel a little strange.
Song Qi glanced in Meng Yilan's direction, took a sip from the teacup, and continued to turn a few pages back.
There will be black dots on the first few pages. When you go to the back, if you write a wrong word, it will be directly bared, and there will be no black dots again.
She tapped the table and put down the book.
With his chin up, he sat for two hours.
When Meng Yilan woke up, her mind was a little dazed.
I can't remember what I was sitting on, why I returned to the bed inexplicably.
After rubbing his head and finishing his clothes, he saw Song Qi sitting there.
Meng Yilan blushed: "I'm sorry, I usually have the habit of taking a nap, so I'll fall asleep when it's time."
"It's okay, there's nothing left or right to do, and it doesn't make any difference where you sit." Song Qi glanced at the book on the table, "Your comments are very interesting."
Meng Yilan opened her mouth and became even more embarrassed: "Just write whatever you want."
As she spoke, she immediately took the book and threw it to the palace servant behind her: "Let's go, I'll take you to the Imperial Beast Academy."
Song Qi nodded.
Along the way, I met several waves of people, those who admired the flowers, those who joked, those who were smiling on the surface, and those who were MMPs in their hearts.
The Imperial Beast Court is at the corner of the Royal Palace.
As soon as he got close, Song Qi heard the roar of the tiger inside.
A few timid palace maids called out directly, and Meng Yilan also shook.
The two walked in, and immediately knelt down, the smell in the air was not very good.
Meng Yilan slightly covered her nose and frowned.
The manager of the Imperial Beast Academy knew that the two were coming, and immediately ran out to greet them.
Song Qi and Meng Yilan turned around at will, and there were quite a lot of things inside.
Finally she stopped in front of the roaring tiger.
The tiger circled around the cage, looking very wary.
"It was sent a few days ago. It hasn't been tamed yet. It's a little dangerous. It's better for the maiden to stay away." Although he thought that Song Qi would not have an accident, the steward still reminded him.
Song Qi looked back and found that everyone was avoiding from a distance, only she was standing at the front, followed by Meng Yilan, hiding in the second half of Song Qi.
It's really a illogical book.
"Is this cage locked?" Meng Yilan asked.
"Naturally." The steward smiled, "The maiden can rest assured."
The tiger suddenly hit the cage and roared at the three.
Meng Yilan screamed softly and took two steps back.
There was no change in expression on Song Qi's face. Seeing that the tiger was constantly moving towards Bala's claws, he reached out and touched it.
The tiger felt the provocation from Song Qi, and the cry became even louder, hitting the cage several times.
"Let's go, this tiger doesn't look very normal." Song Qi looked back at Meng Yilan.
"Would you like to go see the peacocks, ladies?"
"Okay." Meng Yilan nodded immediately.
Song Qi glanced at the tiger and looked at the manager again, estimating the possibility of raising an animal by himself.
Peacocks are much more docile, stomping their steps gracefully, shaking their tails occasionally, and every time they shake, someone takes a deep breath.
But in the end it was disappointing.
"I've seen a peacock open its screen once." Meng Yilan said.
"If you like it, why don't you bring one back? Every day is in front of you, you can always see it again." Song Qi suggested.
Meng Yilan shook his head: "Forget it, I'm still a little scared... Just look at it from a distance."
Song Qi looked at the peacock and sighed: "System, these days are more boring than life in the third year of high school. At least in the third year of high school, I can still brush questions and play games."
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