Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

Song Song slept until noon.

Aqi gently coaxed her delicate little queen out of bed. After washing her, she had lunch in the inner hall.

Song Song is relatively lethargic, and no matter how long she sleeps, she feels like she doesn't get enough sleep. In this world, the queen's schedule is even more stringent than her senior year in high school.

She woke up early today and was already very sleepy. After eating, she sat down on the chaise longue beside her, her right hand holding her chin, her round, almond-shaped eyes unblinking.

"Aqi, can I take a nap?" Song Song turned his head and said coquettishly to the woman beside him in a soft voice.

A Qi was so soft-hearted by her pleading eyes that she was about to agree, but she heard the announcement from the little eunuch outside the door.

"Master Palmprint is here!"

A Qi's heart trembled, she didn't expect Master Zhangyin to come in person.

She quickly took the little queen off the couch and looked at the other party's puzzled eyes. She could only fool her for the time being. After taking care of her up and down, she whispered in her ear: " Madam, when you meet Master Zhangyin, you must remember what I said to you before."

Song Song was so frightened that he woke up from his drowsiness. Seeing that such a cautious person like A Qi was so frightened, he couldn't help but feel fear.

She resisted the urge to hide immediately, nodded to A Qi, and whispered: "I understand..."

A Qi breathed a sigh of relief and helped her to the main hall.

The tall man has been waiting for him for a long time.He was wearing a black robe, with deep red dark lines embroidered on the edges. His originally delicate facial features, accentuated by the dangerous aura, became a bit more sinister.

Seeing the visitor, Qin Yi saluted impartially.

Song Song only felt that his hands were shaking a little, and he carefully returned the salute to Qin Yi, and asked: "I wonder what the Lord Zhangyin is here for today...?"

Qin Yi did not answer in a hurry, but looked directly at her. After seeing the little queen lowering her head in a hurry as if she had seen something, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

"I came here this time for no big deal. I just wanted to ask your Majesty, are the people around you using it smoothly? Do you need to add more?"

Song Song lowered his head, and his fingers were intertwined without knowing when, entangled with each other in confusion.

This palm print is so arrogant. Doesn't it mean to tell her that you are already surrounded by my people, so you'd better be honest and don't think of doing anything extraordinary.

A good one can cover the sky with one hand.

Probably even A Qi... She pursed her lips and looked at A Qi in panic, giving her a look of aggrievedness.

Song Song just wanted to cry without tears. He finally got a high-status status, but he was just a paper tiger, which could be broken by others with just a poke.

But there is no other way. We have to go back home and complete our tasks. Of course, we can only swallow this pain with tears.

The little girl suppressed her fear and pretended to be calm and replied: "It's... quite good. Please excuse me, sir." Little did she know that her trembling voice had already exposed her completely.

Qin Yi wanted to laugh. In just a few minutes, he could see several different emotions on her face.

He is obviously an idiot who puts all his thoughts on his face.

If such a person had a lower status, he would not survive more than half a month in the harem. How did Cheng Liren come to the conclusion that her palace was very deep?Even more stupid as a pig.

The man has determined the personality of the little queen in his heart.

I don’t know how the Prime Minister’s Mansion came to have such a daughter. Apart from being prettier, she has no merits and looks like a child who has not yet left the palace.

He lowered his head and glanced at the little queen's lightly biting lips, and he couldn't help but have some bad thoughts in his heart.

I guess she wouldn't be able to take the initiative to serve a man, right?What's more, for someone like the old emperor, who is surrounded by beauties all day long, I'm afraid he won't pay her even a single glance.

Not at all to be afraid of.

The little queen still lowered her head, not daring to look at him. Qin Yi lost interest.

The man raised his hand and ordered the person behind him: "I remember that before the queen entered the palace, because she was in a hurry, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not send anyone to the Prime Minister's Mansion to teach the queen the rules."

"Now that the empress has become the middle palace, we must not make any mistakes in the rules and etiquette. From tomorrow on, I will move a few nuns from the palace to the palace to give guidance to the empress."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Song almost couldn't hold back his tears and cried.

No, why should we learn the rules?

She hurriedly raised her head, forgetting to pretend to be calm, and looked at Qin Yi with a pitiful look, and begged in a low voice: "Master Zhangyin... But, can you not learn it?"

The girl's eyes were full of tears. It is estimated that anyone who sees her will feel pity and agree to all her requests.

But Qin Yi was no one else. He was not moved at all. He even became more interested when he saw the little queen's weeping face.

The man ignored the longing look in the little queen's eyes and said with a businesslike smile: "Since the empress is the master of the harem, she naturally has to set some examples. If she just acts like a child, how can she lead the harem?"

Having said that, he turned around and left without refusing, since there really was still room for negotiation.

As soon as Qin Yi stepped out of the palace door, tears burst into Song Song's eyes.

The man didn't go far when he heard the girl's sobs coming from inside, as well as her words of grievance and complaint, "It's not like I want to be this queen..."

He curled his lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

Li Yue listened to his own rare happy laughter, and felt troubled for a moment. Monk Zhang Er was a little confused.

Do you think this adult likes this little queen?Still don’t like it?

You say you like it, but he also sent a nanny to teach the little queen etiquette. It is clear that His Majesty never ordered this.

You may say you don't like it, but he happened to listen to the little queen's over-the-top words. Not only was he not angry, he seemed quite happy.

I don't understand, I don't understand.

East Palace.

The sky was getting dark, but the candles were still brightly lit in the study.

Shen Ci turned over the mountain of folding papers on the table. No matter how strong his spirit was, he still felt a little sleepy.

The man fell back, leaned on the cool back of the chair, frowned, and couldn't concentrate for the moment, so he simply closed his eyes and took a nap.

Qinghe received the new news, walked into the study, and was about to report it when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince looking tired. Just as he was about to leave to let His Highness take a rest, he heard the man's low and hoarse voice.

"Qinghe, what's the matter?"

"Your Highness, I just received news that over at Weiyang Palace..." Qinghe regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth.

His Highness is working so hard, and it makes him tired to have to talk to him about such trivial matters.

Shen Ci opened his eyes at some point, raised his hand, and said coldly: "Continue talking."