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

"What does this mean?" Song Qi looked at Zhao Zhi, "Because Concubine Sun likes Meng Yilan's mother, Meng Yilan will help them rebel. Do you think this reason is a bit far-fetched?"

Zhao Zhi frowned and looked at Song Qi: "Didn't you ask me to investigate the relationship between Meng Yilan and King Rui? Now we are only talking about the connection between the two parties. Moreover, Meng Yilan is different from you. You are alone. There is a family behind her, Meng Yilan may not have this idea herself, other people may have other ideas for other reasons."

Song Qi understood what Zhao Zhi meant, and rubbed his temples: "Does she have many connections with Concubine Sun?"

"When my father was still alive, every time she entered the palace, she would go to Sun Taifei's palace to sit for a while. I used to think that she was innocent and didn't pay attention to party struggles, but now it seems that she may not be." Zhao Zhi looked at Song Qi, "You walked so close to her, and you didn't find anything?"

Song Qi glanced at Zhao Zhi, turned the cup in his hand, and didn't know whether to speak or not.

But still said it.

"She has a strange kindness towards me, does that count?"

Zhao Zhi: It was that strange feeling again.

Zhao Zhi looked at Song Qi blankly: "Is there nothing else?"

Although judging from the last time Meng Yilan came to him to complain, the relationship between the two is not as good as Song Qi thought.

He had already reminded him that he thought Song Qi would distance himself from the other party, but the ghost knows that the two of them are getting closer and closer.

Song Qi rubbed his temples: "There are some things, I guess I have to wait until I go back to look at them. Now I can't see anything here. I'll go first."

"Stay here for lunch." Zhao Zhi said.

Song Qi calculated the current time, nodded, and there was nothing to refuse.

For her, Zhao Zhi is a partner.

Moreover, she found that it was not a loss at all to stay. I have to say that Zhao Zhi's emperor's meal was really good, and Song Qi ate a lot.

"Did you not eat this morning?" Zhao Zhi was a little puzzled.

Song Qi glanced at Zhao Zhi, then at the dishes on the table that were almost finished, with a blank expression on his face, a little upset: "Do you care if I eat too much?"

"I just remind you to have breakfast." Zhao Zhi continued: Besides, she did eat a lot.

Song Qi twitched the corner of his mouth: "The concubine thanked the emperor for his concern."

Zhao Zhi: ...

"Can you speak a little more normally?"

"What's wrong?" Song Qi looked puzzled.

Zhao Zhi opened his mouth.

Can't really find what's wrong.

However, it is not normal for Song Qi to use this kind of self-proclaim and this kind of tone.

Zhao Zhi glanced at Song Qi, saw that she was still staring at him, and quickly lowered his face: "Have you finished eating? You can leave after eating, I'm going to rest."

Song Qi rolled his eyes at Zhao Zhi, stood up and saluted: "The concubine will leave first, Your Majesty."

Zhao Zhi: I have to say, this emperor is really aggrieved, and even if people roll his eyes, he can't say anything.

Song Qi went out of Zhao Zhi's study and went straight back to the bedroom. Ever since she came here, she has developed a good habit of taking a lunch break.

After all, it's really boring here, and sleeping more can reduce the time she spends thinking about what she should do.

After waking up, she saw Meng Yilan sitting on the soft couch, staring at Yaofeng.

"How did you come?"

Yao Feng quickly jumped off the soft couch, ran towards Song Qi, and hugged her leg.

Song Qi looked down, took it to the edge of the couch and sat down.

"You said to come to see me in the afternoon, but I waited for a long time and you still couldn't come, so I can only come to see you." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi and complained silently.

Yaofeng climbed onto Song Qi's legs, looked at Meng Yilan from a distance, and grinned at her, making some weird noises.

Then Song Qi pressed it down.

Yaofeng rubbed his head against Song Qi's palm, and finally realized that it was useless to act like a baby, so he lay on Song Qi's lap sobbing again.

Meng Yilan glanced at Yaofeng, she really wanted to throw this thing out.

Although this thing is not easy to get along with everyone, it seems that it especially hates itself.

"Is Princess Yata okay?" Meng Yilan asked.

"It's nothing, it's just the wind and cold." Song Qi frowned.

Meng Yilan noticed Song Qi's expression: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Song Qi hugged Yao Feng, "Going to row a boat?"

"Go." Meng Yilan's eyes lit up.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"It's okay, I'm wearing a lot today." Meng Yilan hugged Mrs. Tang.

There is a large lake in the center of the spa palace.

Meng Yilan originally wanted to go on a lake tour with Song Qi, but then met a lot of concubines on the way, and they all said they wanted to come too.

Song Qi had no objection, but Meng Yilan could only laugh if he had an opinion.

"Are you so happy?" Song Qi glanced at the bright smile on Meng Yilan's face.

Meng Yilan: ...

"Yeah, I'm so happy."

Originally they were just going to ask for a small boat, but in the end they changed to a bigger boat because there were too many people.

The advantage of a big boat is that it is warmer.

Meng Yilan boarded the boat cautiously, and Song Qi jumped aboard in a few steps.

I have to say that Qinggong is very cool, but usually in the palace, she can't be allowed to fly around so casually.

"Is it fun?" Meng Yilan looked enviously at Song Qi who fell beside her.

"Ok?"

"That's right, Fei..." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi.

"Want to try it?"

Meng Yilan hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Song Qi wrapped his arms around Meng Yilan's waist and jumped out of the deck.

Meng Yilan was startled by Song Qi's sudden movement, screamed hastily, and hugged Song Qi's neck tightly.

The concubines who had already boarded the boat or were still standing on the shore watched eagerly.

"It looks like it's fun."

"Yeah, I really want to try it."

Although everyone usually looks like a lady, but no one has the idea of ​​breaking out of the grid.

Song Qi took Meng Yilan around on the lake, and after burning incense, he took her back to the deck.

Although Meng Yilan was shivering from the cold, there was indeed indescribable excitement in her eyes.

"Go in." Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan, rubbed her hands, and pulled her into the cabin.

A group of concubines sat on chairs and looked at them with piercing eyes.

"Niang Niang, is it fun?" A younger Chang Zai asked.

Meng Yilan nodded reservedly, and said for a while, "This is what I have done in my life to control my meaning."

Changzai looked at Song Qi eagerly again.

Meng Yilan understood what Chang Zai meant, and directly pulled Song Qi to sit next to her, blocking Chang Zai's sight just right, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Song Qi.

"Thank you." Song Qi glanced at the others, "What are you looking at me for? What do you usually do when you come to the boat?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Look at the scenery and chat."

"Playing cards."

"If the boat is bigger, you can also find an opera troupe to come up and sing."

Several courageous people said.

Song Qi rubbed his chin: "Let's play something else today."

"playing what?"

Song Qi recalled the party games in the last world.

I originally wanted to say that the werewolves killed them, but thinking about so many people, it would be really difficult to mobilize them.

"There is no respect in front of the game, is that okay?" Song Qi said.

Everyone looked at each other.

Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi, his eyes became more excited and smiled: Is it her?

"Yes." Meng Yilan said.

The queen spoke, and other people who had concerns also nodded.

"Drumming to pass flowers, the drummer can ask the person who gets the flower a question or ask her to do something, and she must answer and do it." Song Qi said, "The question and the requested thing can cross the line a little bit, and behave properly. Things and questions are meaningless.”

Everyone looked at each other.

The maid quickly found a snare drum.

"I'll beat the drums first, as a demonstration." Song Qi turned his head and handed the flowers to Meng Yilan.

Games start.

Drums sounded.

It was the first time for the concubines to play this kind of game, and the maids watched curiously.

The drums stopped.

Concubine Fang was at a loss when she got the flowers, and she was even more at a loss when she saw Song Qi turning her head to look at her.

"Do you want to answer questions, or do things?"

Fang Bin bit her lip: "Let's do something."

"Give me a wink and then compliment me on how good-looking I am."

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly.

Song Qi actually had more cross-border requirements, but thinking of the times, he still restrained himself a little.

Concubine Fang froze for a moment, her face flushed red.

Biting her lip, she glanced at Song Qi several times before she gave a reluctantly affectionate look, and said falteringly: "The appearance of the imperial concubine is like a fish and a wild goose, and the moon is ashamed."

"Forget it." Song Qi looked at Concubine Fang, "I don't usually see you so shy."

Concubine Fang wanted to stare at Song Qi, but she didn't dare.

The psychological shadow left by those nuns last time is still there.

"You knock."

Fang Bin's eyes lit up and ran to the front of the drum.

She glanced at the number of people, then at Song Qi, showing a malicious smile.

Concubine Fang tapped very slowly, and when Song Qi saw the flowers came to her, she immediately handed them to Meng Yilan.

Just as Meng Yilan was about to give it to someone else, the drumbeat stopped.

Concubine Fang turned around and was disappointed to see that it was Meng Yilan.

"Empress, will you let the nanny discipline me?"

Song Qi glanced at Concubine Fang: "It's all said to be a game, and there is no dignity in front of the game."

"Well, do you want to answer questions, or do things?"

Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi: "Do something."

Concubine Fang smiled, and glanced at Song Qi: "Kick the imperial concubine."

Song Qi: ...

Meng Yilan: ...

Other concubines present: ...

I have to say that Concubine Fang is really courageous.

Meng Yilan glanced at Concubine Fang, then lightly kicked Song Qi.

It wasn't even a kick, it was almost a touch.

Concubine Fang was a little disappointed, and glanced at Song Qi again: "Your Highness, Empress, you probably won't take revenge later."

"If I wanted to take revenge on you, I would have let you jump off the boat just now."

Fang Bin heaved a sigh of relief and returned to her seat.

Meng Yilan went to beat the drum.

She just calculated the approximate time it would take to get to Song Qi's side, although she didn't know if it would be accurate.

Every time I beat the drum, it felt like it was hitting her heart.

When she stopped, she looked back and noticed that Song Qi was holding flowers, his eyes lit up.

Some restrained excitement.

"Choose what?"

"Do things." Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan, knowing that she was probably doing well.

Meng Yilan bit her lip, clenched and loosened her fists: "Hold me."

Song Qi blinked and looked at Meng Yilan. This request was too simple.

Concubine Fang sighed in disappointment.

Meng Yilan glanced in her direction.

She actually wanted Song Qi to kiss herself, but she was afraid of scaring her.

As soon as Song Qi got up and opened his arms, Meng Yilan threw himself into her arms.

She froze for a moment.

Meng Yilan buried her head in Song Qi's chest, not caring what other people thought of her.

She just wanted to hold her like this, just keep holding her like this.

Song Qi looked down at her, feeling a little strange, but still hugged her.

Meng Yilan's body smelled very good and sweet, and she was also soft, and it felt good to hold her.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke.

After a while, Meng Yilan reluctantly let go, returned to her seat and sat down with a calm expression, but her cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and her chest heaved and heaved.

Although the others thought it was strange, they didn't think much about it.

Song Qi glanced at Meng Yilan and continued to beat the drum.

This time the flower fell on Chang Zai's hand, before Song Qi could speak, Chang Zai raised his hand excitedly: "Can you take me out to fly around?"

"I made you do things."

Chang Zai opened his mouth, his originally excited little face quickly collapsed.

"Forget it, let's take you flying around."

Chang Zai's face was instantly filled with a smile.

Meng Yilan looked up at Song Qi, wanting her not to do this, but she didn't know what to say.

Chang Zai is very light, and Song Qi gets up with just a light hug.

The moment he flew out with her, Chang Zai immediately cried out.

The concubines stood on the deck and watched.

"How old is it?" Song Qi was curious about the little girl's age.

"I'm thirteen."

"so small?"

"I'm not young! Daddy said I'm a big girl."

Thinking of Zhao Zhi, Song Qi frowned: What a beast.

Basically not going to the harem, Zhao Zhi, who was watching the memorial, sneezed.

"so fun."

"What's your name?" Song Qi led her across the water.

"Jiang Shan." Jiang Shan lowered his head and grabbed Song Qi's arm.

When returning to the boat, Jiang Shan grabbed the people he was familiar with and talked about his feelings.

The others looked at Song Qi eagerly.

Song Qi: ...

The people after that asked Song Qi to take them out for a flight in his big adventure.

Song Qi felt as if he had become some kind of "entertainment project".

Meng Yilan felt that she was numb.