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

The smile on Song Song's face was almost unbearable, and he tried hard not to notice the old emperor's eyes with a faint green light, and said: "When I was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I had already heard about the Chengyang Marquis Mansion. Miss Helan’s name.”

"Almost everyone praised her for being a rare lady..." Song Song was about to say the word "beauty", but then he thought of the old emperor's virtue of stuffing everything into the harem no matter what, as long as it looked good, so he quickly changed his words, "She is a rare talented woman."

"What's more, she is the legitimate daughter of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion. If Miss Helan is dismissed like this, wouldn't it hurt your majesty's relationship with the Chengyang Marquis Mansion?"

Fortunately, there was a system that recalled the words spoken by the little queen in the original text in advance, so that she would not have to stumble over her lines.

Song Song's mouth almost froze with laughter. She glanced at the old emperor secretly and found that he was carelessly stroking his beard. He looked like he was thinking about something. In fact, his eyes never fell from her.

Song Song immediately got goosebumps all over his body. After enduring a period of torture, the old emperor said leisurely: "In the Queen's opinion, what should we do?"

"Do you want me to take her into the harem to keep her company with the queen?"

You don't have to.

Song Song hurriedly replied: "How can I ask your Majesty to take back my life? Your Majesty is the emperor, and once you say something, it's hard to follow him."

"I remember that the Seventeenth Prince seems to have been crowned for several years and has not yet married. How about giving Miss Helan to the Seventeenth Prince as his wife? It will also add a mistress to the Prince's family who can take care of him."

After finally finishing speaking, Song Song almost breathed a sigh of relief. The words he had just spoken made her panic.

"Seventeen?" The old emperor frowned and searched for this person in his mind.

The Seventeenth Prince was the result of his drunken relationship with a palace maid. The palace maid was not only low-status, but also plain-looking. He felt bored even if he looked at her more than once.

Shortly after Shen Yu was born, he gave the palace maid a position at will, allowing them to fend for themselves in the palace.

There were many concubines in the palace, and it was impossible for a small servant girl, Xu Zheng, to compete with them. Within a few years, she passed away in a depressed state, leaving Shen Yu alone to survive in this cannibal harem.

His biological mother was gone, and he was not favored by the old emperor, and his status was not even as good as that of a servant in the palace.

It was only after the crown queen opened a mansion outside the palace that life became slightly easier.

But the old emperor always ignored his son. Even after he opened the palace, he never gave him a position.

When the little queen mentioned this today, he only slightly remembered this forgotten son.

The old emperor touched his beard, turned to look at Qin Yi beside him, and asked: "Is seventeen this year twenty-two?"

"To answer your Majesty, the Seventeenth Prince is already twenty-four this year, and his birthday was just last month." Qin Yi replied with his hands in hand.

He also heard the entire conversation between Song Song and the old emperor, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what the little queen was hiding.

Miss Helan from the Chengyang Marquis Mansion clearly did not want to enter the palace, but she tried to find ways to get her involved with the people in the palace, making it clear that she would not be allowed to do so.

Could it be that they had a holiday?

Qin Yi felt a little funny in his heart.

The little queen even used childlike tricks to tease people, which had no effect except making people feel a little unhappy.

If it were him, he would definitely have a hundred ways of torturing people, making them suffer so much but still be unable to do anything.

The old emperor couldn't even remember how old his son was this year. After being corrected by Qin Yi, he didn't feel guilty at all. He looked like it was your great gift that I still remember you.

After waving his hands, he nodded casually and said, "That's it, Qin Yi, I'll leave this matter to you."

"I'm a little tired."

The old emperor raised his hand, and the eunuch behind him quickly lowered his head to greet him. He naturally put all his strength on the eunuch's body and stood up slowly.

"Your Majesty, will you still go to Lady Li's house today?"

The old emperor smiled again, and his dirty eyes looked uncomfortable, "My noble lady, you understand me very well!"

Song Song also stood up with A Qi's support, and the words "congratulations to Your Majesty" were about to pop out of his mouth, but the old emperor still stood there and even turned towards her.

"Queen, I will come see you in a few days."

Song Song:......

She didn't want to say anything anymore and simply lowered her head and saluted, fully expressing her full respect for the old emperor.

It seemed that the old emperor was very satisfied with her obedient appearance. He smiled and left his seat, and finally left the hall.

Song Song was relieved.

After sitting down, I couldn't help but press my whole body against A Qi's body, and whispered coquettishly: "I'm so tired, A Qi, can I go back too? I'm hungry..."

"Hungry and sleepy."

The little queen's big, watery eyes just stared at the person motionless, looking extremely pitiful.

No one can refuse any of her requests, and Aqi is no exception.

The general election is almost over, so it won't be a big deal to find a way to go back. What's more, there is Master Palmprint guarding here, so there can be no accidents.

A Qi glanced at the place where the palm print was, but found that the man's eyes were always following the little queen. She was just about to look away, but the next second she was frightened by the sharp look from the palm print.

Aqi lowered his head in a hurry, unable to say anything.

"Aqi, why did you suddenly stop talking?" Seeing that the people beside him were silent for a long time, Song Song raised his head and tugged on Aqi's sleeve.

"Slave...Slave, everything is fine." A Qi shook his head, trying hard to suppress his trembling voice.

Song Song noticed something was wrong when he looked at her, and turned his head to look at Qin Yi.

The aura around the man who was still exuding air-conditioning suddenly became much gentler.

He doesn't look like a powerful man, but like an ordinary nobleman.

The two people suddenly looked at each other. Qin Yi was like a slut, not hiding his burning gaze.

That look was like a fire, almost setting her on fire.

Song Song pursed his lips, his heart trembling with fright, and he quickly turned his head in a panic, pretending that nothing happened.

She probably knew why A Qi was silent.

A Qi is Qin Yi's subordinate. No matter how much he spoils her, he will still have to obey Qin Yi's order in the end. A Qi cannot take her away without Qin Yi speaking.

The little girl suddenly lost her temper and lowered her head sadly. Her small and delicate hair accessories seemed to be stained with a bit of depression.

Qin Yi curled his lips and suddenly said: "If your Majesty is tired, please go back to the palace to rest early. There are still ministers here to look after you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yi saw the little queen who was still sitting dejectedly and shook her calves happily.

She raised her head, her eyes bright and clear as he had never seen before.

A voice as sweet as his favorite maltose when he was young came out of his pink lips, "Thank you, Qin Yi."