Host, Please Don’t Match Up with the Vicious Female

After talking to Meng Yilan for a while, Song Qi got into his carriage.

The carriage slowly drove out of the palace. Gradually, the surroundings became lively. It was a noisy noise in the palace.

Song Qi opened the curtain and glanced outside.

Someone recognized her soon, and then there was a louder than louder shout.

"General Shao!"

"It's General Shao!"

"General Shao!"

Others dropped their purses at Song Qi.

Song Qi grasped the purse in one hand, a little bit dumbfounded.

But there is also some emotion, what Shao Jie must do to make the people love her so much.

Zhao Zhi glanced back, and clearly felt that there were many more people calling Shao Jie than calling him.

He silently attributed it to the fact that because his identity was too noble, those people did not dare to shout.

Song Qi and the people said nothing, chatting.

Their questions are very simple and simple. They are basically "How well is your life?" and the like.

After leaving the city, the people were a little less. Song Qi said a lot, and felt a little thirsty, and drank several sips of water.

In the afternoon, they arrived at the hot spring palace.

There is a hot spring pool in the palace where Song Qi lives. This treatment is only available to her and the queen, and everyone else has to go to a specific hot spring area.

She had never soaked in a hot spring before, and she stood by the pool and watched for a while.

"Niangniang, do you want to soak for a while?" The court lady couldn't help asking as she watched her standing motionless.

"After a while, go and invite Yata over first." Song Qi said.

I wanted to say not to let the queen's people see it, but it's impossible to think about it.

"Yes."

After Yata came in, she pleased Song Qi with a standard action.

Song Qi glanced at her in surprise, then glanced at the other palace ladies: "You go down first."

The two court ladies of Yata were a little reluctant, but after hesitating for a moment, they had no choice but to quit. They had no choice but to leave.

Song Qi looked at Yata who was very well-behaved standing in front of him: "Sit down."

"Xie Niangniang." Yata stretched her tone.

Song Qi frowned again, but in just over a month, how did people become like this: "What happened?"

Yata raised her head and glanced at Song Qi, with a faint smile, "Is General Shao caring about me?"

"Otherwise, why do you call you here? Drink tea?" Song Qi frowned. "There are only two of us here. You can tell me what happened."

Yata held the cup tightly and released it again after a while.

"Fang 嫔?"

"It's not her." Yata sneered. "She's just an idiot."

"You don't look very smart either."

Yata looked up at Song Qi, somewhat dissatisfied, wandering on the verge of getting angry, Song Qi finally saw a little bit of the shadow of Yata before.

But she still endured it.

"Still reluctant to say it?" Song Qi wanted to ask if it was a queen, but he didn't know why, that name was always unspeakable.

Yata looked at Song Qi: "What are you talking about? What's the use of telling you? You can't go against other people for me."

Song Qi looked at Yata and frowned: "From the current situation, only when Dacheng destroys Dajin or escapes by yourself, you can leave the palace. You will spend the rest of your life in the palace. , You are indeed an outsider, but in a sense, you are not an outsider."

"They may be hostile to you, but they can't kill you directly. Although Daikin is defeated, you are still Daikin's princess. You can ask for the respect you deserve, regardless of your identity. ."

Yata pursed her lips: "I know my own affairs, so I don't need your guidance."

"If you don't want to say that I will not force you, or so, you have to admit that in Daikin, besides your two princesses, the only person you know best is me. You know who I am."

Yata lowered her head.

"Soak in hot springs?" Song Qi asked.

Yata looked up at Song Qi, thinking there was something wrong with her ears.

"I know you won't go with them, so if you want to soak, you can soak on my side for a while." Song Qi looked at her, "I have to soak once in the hot spring palace."

Yata stared at Song Qi for a long while, but couldn't help but ask her own doubts: "What irritation did you get?"

"I should ask you this sentence." Song Qi said irritably.

Yata twitched her lips: "Then can I come over tomorrow?"

"can."

Yata has never soaked in a hot spring, and it is fake to say that she is not curious.

Although she didn't really want to have too much contact with Song Qi, she still succumbed.

"Afterwards, if there is any need for help, I still welcome you to come and find me." Song Qi said.

"Are you okay? I'll leave if I'm okay."

"Go." Song Qi waved his hand.

After Yata left, Song Qi asked him to investigate what had happened, but the results were not beyond her expectation. Everything was normal.

If there is something that doesn't seem normal, it's probably that Yata has been in front of the queen many times because of grievances with various people. Among them, the contradiction with Fang Lai is the most.

Song Qi suddenly regretted letting Yata live next to Fang.

When Meng Yilan came, wrapped in a thick cloak, with a small face buried among the white rabbit hair, it looked particularly pitiful.

"Just soaked in the hot spring, it was really comfortable." Meng Yilan sat down beside Song Qi and glanced at the tea that hadn't been cleaned up on the table. "Has anyone else been here just now?"

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded, observing Meng Yilan's expression, "Yata, I think her condition is not right, so I called her over for a chat."

"Do you need to call an imperial doctor?"

"It's not a physical reason. Is it possible to change her place now?"

Yata was only nineteen years old, and she didn't want to look at a little girl so negatively.

"Where do you want her to live?"

"There are so many empty rooms in my palace."

Meng Yilan frowned: "However, there has never been a precedent for a concubine and a concubine to live together."

"Then what if I want to set this precedent?"

"It can be, but...a princess who is so arrogant and arrogant, I guess he wouldn't want to live with you." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi, "Why not ask her own opinion?"

You don't need to ask, Song Qi knows that she will never live together with herself.

Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi: "Moreover, the emperor shouldn't allow it. Your identities are too special."

Song Qi rubbed his temples: "I see."

"Did she talk to you just now?" Meng Yilan asked casually.

"No." Song Qi took a sip of tea, "If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't be so upset."

"It can be seen that she is high-spirited, willing to be misunderstood, and she does not want us to judge her right or wrong." Meng Yilan sighed, "I hope it will be better later."

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded and said nothing.

"By the way, do you eat pastries? The moon red in my palace made it, but it is delicious." Meng Yilan beckoned to the maid standing aside, took out the food box and put it on the table Go up, and then look at Song Qi eagerly.

Song Qi looked at the stack of exquisite pastries, picked up one casually, and took a bite: "It's really good."

"I'm afraid you are too tired."

"I like to eat sweet ones, and this one is not particularly greasy." Song Qi took another one.

A little smile appeared on Meng Yilan's face: "Just like it. If Yuehong does it in the future, I will have someone give you a copy."

"Thank you." Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan's smile and slowly looked away.

Although they arrived at the hot spring palace, there was no change in their activities.

Still chatting and playing chess.

When the time came, Song Qi and Meng Yilan had dinner together and then separated.

Song Qi soaked in the hot spring for a while at night. It was very comfortable, and his body and mind were relaxed.

"System, what is the ending of this story?"

"Normally, it should be the masters of men and women together and guarding the country, but I feel that you may not be able to complete this together." The system said.

"Well, that's enough to keep the mountains and rivers." Song Qi crawled out of the water, frowned when he heard the sound outside the door, and quickly put on his clothes.

It only took more than ten seconds to put on the basic clothes.

Someone rushed in, four or five people with swords in their hands.

I couldn't hear the voice of the palace lady, and I didn't know what happened.

Song Qi didn't quite understand. According to the information she gave, it was more reasonable for this group of people to find their own cooperation. Why do they want to come over and kill her now?

Her sword was on the head of the bed and couldn't get it.

Song Qi picked up two benches and threw them towards the other person.

As they dodged, they quickly approached, snatched one person's knife, and then broke the other person's neck directly.

Although this knife was not a good hand for Song Qi, it was enough to deal with a few people.

When she beat everyone to death, she was dying.

The guard hurried over.

Zhao Zhi and Meng Yilan also came.

Song Qi was already wrapped in a cloak, and the knife in his hand was still dripping blood.

"It's okay." Meng Yilan walked quickly to Song Qi's side and glanced at her up and down, his hands seemed to be shaking.

Zhao Zhi glanced at Meng Yilan, always feeling something was wrong.

"I guess I can't rest here at night, go to my palace." Meng Yilan took Song Qi's hand, her hand was cold, she stuffed her Tang Po into Song Qi's hand.

Zhao Zhi's face is ugly: "I'll let someone check it, you go to rest first, don't get sick."

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded.

She was not prepared to stay either.

"Where is my court lady?" Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi.

Zhao Zhi looked at Song Qi and did not speak.

She understood the meaning, and didn't ask anything, just grabbed the Tang Po in her hand and glanced at Meng Yilan: "Let's go."

"Yeah." Meng Yilan nodded and patted Song Qi's back comfortingly.

Meng Yilan's palace is nearby, not too far away.

Although Song Qi said that he was not afraid of the cold, he couldn't help but shake when he went out.

After Meng Yilan noticed, he didn't say anything, but accelerated his pace.

After arriving, Meng Yilan sent someone to cook **** soup for Song Qi immediately.

The charcoal in the house is burning hot and warm.

Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi with a look of concern: "Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore." Song Qi nodded towards her, and put Po Tang aside, feeling a little irritable inexplicably.