It's great, another day of lying down and idling in the palace

Wait, shouldn’t the next sentence after “I can’t repay you with anything” be “I will pledge my love to you with my body”?

King Zhao felt that something was wrong.

But it was too late.

Ji Yunqing moved quickly and stuffed the hot, black roasted sweet potato wrapped in a brocade handkerchief over to King Zhao, who had no choice but to take it with his palm.

The sweet potato that originally required Ji Yunqing to hold with both hands was held by King Zhao with one hand - it was not because Ji Yunqing's hands were too small, but mainly because they were too hot.

Holding the soft roasted sweet potato, King Zhao looked at Ji Yunqing helplessly: "I asked for the position of concubine for you, and you give me this in return?" Just one?

Isn't this too perfunctory?

The most important thing is, thinking about Ji Yunqing's cooking skills, King Zhao couldn't help but want to ask her a good question.

Are you finally planning to poison me to death so that you can be with so-and-so openly and honestly?

Give up!

Did he give Ji Yunqing this opportunity?

“This roasted sweet potato smells so good!”

After Ji Yunqing gave the roasted sweet potatoes out, he couldn't help but pay attention to them and look at them from time to time.

This is something she baked for a long time before making sure it was done. It has a different meaning from what others bake.

Finally, King Zhao pinched the sweet potato in his hand and looked at Ji Yunqing, who seemed to be indifferent but was actually looking at him eagerly.

He peeled off the sweet potato skin, revealing the tempting golden flesh, and gave it to Ji Yunqing to eat.

After eating the sweet potatoes that he had been craving for, Ji Yunqing licked his lips and said, "My Lord, I will repay you. How about I make a honey roast chicken myself?"

King Zhao waved his hand and told his servants to tell the kitchen: "Make a honey roast chicken."

Turning to ask Ji Yunqing: "What else do you want to eat?"

Ji Yunqing's eyes lit up and he quickly named a few dishes without thinking.

You don't even have to think about it, you can tell at a glance that it was thought out long ago.

Looking at this scene, King Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly thinking of something, King Zhao's face became more serious, and then he said: "Tell the kitchen that from now on, Concubine Ji can order whatever she wants to eat, and she cannot refuse."

"Yes, Your Majesty"

How could he forget that if Ji Yunqing could use him to order food, then he could probably use someone else to order food.

When King Zhao thought of some people with bad intentions using these to tempt Ji Yunqing, his expression suddenly changed.

Ji Yunqing didn't care much about King Zhao's facial expression. During this period of time, King Zhao always had a gloomy face for no apparent reason, but it would get better automatically after a while.

Could it be that men really have the legendary uncle?

She thanked King Zhao joyfully.

"Great, I can eat whatever I want from now on, but don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't waste it."

In fact, she actually ordered whatever she wanted to eat, and just had to pay for the extra dishes.

However, Ji Yunqing has always given enough emotional value, after all, she relies on this for her living.

After thanking him, Ji Yunqing asked, "Your Majesty, why do you have to wait until the beginning of spring? Do you want to choose a good day?"

There is no time to lose, Ji Yunqing really wants to settle the matter as soon as possible.

King Zhao had thought of an excuse, but when he heard Ji Yunqing's words, he simply nodded:

"Yes, I have asked the Imperial Observatory to check. There will be good days next spring. Don't worry, Yunqing."

"All right"

Ji Yunqing had no choice but to nod.

King Zhao raised his hand and rubbed her head.

In fact, although Yun Qing is a little noisy, he is essentially very well-behaved.

Where are the good days?

King Zhao thought that Ji Yunqing had offended quite a few people in the mansion.

The concubine can attend the New Year’s Eve banquet in winter. By then, the whole palace will be filled with various beauties. Wouldn’t she be dazzled?

Prince Zhao had some complaints, which were rare. Why did his father insist on taking in so many beautiful concubines?

In fact, it would be enough to pick some concubines who are not so outstanding in appearance. It is enough for the concubines in the palace to be virtuous.

Old Emperor: ...Unfilial son, why don’t you just pick the ugly ones?

Over the next few days, the snow not only didn't stop, it got heavier.

King Zhao had no time to set foot in the backyard again, but the treatment here in Osmanthus Courtyard did not decline much.

Firstly, even though he was under house arrest, Prince Zhao would come over from time to time, and secondly, the Princess and Concubine Wen attached great importance to him.

This was much better than the first time she was confined since entering the mansion.

Ji Yunqing sat next to the stove, turned over contentedly, and let the firelight smoke the other half of his body.

This fire is like baking pancakes.

Just at this time, a maid from the main courtyard came in the heavy snow and asked Ji Yunqing to come over.

Ji Yunqing was half-believing and half-doubting: "Princess, are you letting me go? It's snowing so heavily outside?"

However, she had indeed seen this maidservant beside the princess.

The maid bowed her head and said respectfully, "Replying to Concubine Ji, a maid came to the palace just now and said that she wanted to see the young masters and the masters in the backyard.

Concubine Li, Concubine Lou, Concubine Xu and others have also gone."

Ji Yunqing looked out the window uncertainly again.

It's snowing heavily, the north wind is blowing, and the snowflakes are falling. Is that maid in the palace crazy?

Or is it that the master behind that nanny has something wrong with his brain?

There were countless greetings in his heart, but Ji Yunqing still looked very friendly: "Wait a moment, I will change my clothes"

Because she was in her own room, the clothes she wore were inevitably thin and not suitable for meeting guests.

Now she was going to change into another set of clothes, and the maid couldn't say anything.

As soon as I entered the inner room, Nanny An followed in, with a rare solemn look on her face.

"Master, at this time, the person who can be sent to the mansion to see the young masters should be someone assigned by the Concubine in the palace."

Ji Yunqing nodded, this was what she guessed.

"Don't worry, Mammy. We are just here to check on the kids. We are not here just for Ruirui."

Ji Yunqing had a pretty good attitude, as she wasn't the only one going there.

In fact, even if she was alone, there was nothing to be afraid of, because she was just an old lady, not an old monster.

The nanny said worriedly: "At this critical juncture, what if the Concubine Chen wants to choose a more outstanding one for the position of concubine?"

The princess has just had a baby boy, and Concubine Chen is about to take a look at the young masters in the palace. Maybe they are not satisfied with the princess and want to compete with her for the position of the prince's son.

In this way, will my master be pleased?

Ji Yunqing patted the nanny's shoulder: "Don't worry, nanny, I know what's going on."

Seeing that Nanny An was still frowning and silent, Ji Yunqing went to change her clothes and put on soft and warm clothes.

In her hands, the deft Hemerocallis stuffed a small and exquisite hand warmer, and she put on a gold-embroidered cloak on the outside.

Only then did he take the short and stout Ruirui, who was also wrapped up tightly, out.

Before leaving, Ji Yunqing squatted down and wanted to tell Ruirui something, but looking at the little guy with big eyes and clear conscience in front of him, he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Finally, he only whispered, "We will go to the princess's place to meet a guest later. Don't be afraid.

If you don’t know what to do, just watch what your brothers do and follow their lead.”

"Just follow your little brother who is about your age, okay?"

Ruirui nodded, patted her chest, and said in a baby voice: "Don't worry, mother, I know everything."

"Okay, I'll take care of everything when we get there." Ji Yunqing finally straightened his clothes and took him out.

As soon as I opened the door, my face was covered with snowflakes.

Ji Yunqing: “…”

It was windy and snowing. I remembered that when she went out in the middle of the night, it was snowing but not windy.

Wrapping his cloak around himself, Ji Yunqing took the lead and walked into the snow.

She walked step by step in the front, while Ruirui followed behind, surrounded by several maids.

One of the maids opened an umbrella, the edge of which was tightly sewn with a circle of windproof and translucent cloth, which instantly covered most of the bodies of the maid holding the umbrella and Ruirui.

Hemerocallis looked at the umbrella and said with satisfaction: "This umbrella is well made."

Then he lowered his head and looked at the covered Fourth Young Master: "Fourth Young Master, if you are tired, ask the servants to hold you."

Ruirui pursed her lips and looked at her mother who was walking in the snow in front of her. A clear voice came from her: "No, I can do it."

Xuancao was not persistent. The Fourth Young Master did not like being held since he could walk. "Well, it won't be too late to call me when you are tired."

Soon, the group gradually walked to the main courtyard.

We happened to meet another group of people who were also walking slowly towards this side.

Because of the wind and snow, Ji Yunqing couldn't see the specific face of the person who came.

Seeing that the distance was not far, she stopped for a moment and waited for the other party.

Soon, the group of people got closer and closer, and their identities were gradually revealed.

It was Concubine Jian and her entourage.

Concubine Jian has never had a strong presence in the mansion. She has a daughter who is the fourth young lady in the mansion.

At this moment, he was being held in the arms of a strong old woman, wrapped tightly.

Ji Yunqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and once again wondered what was going on in the palace.

It’s such a snowy and windy day, and they are just small children, why are they making such a fuss?

Concubine Jian also saw Ji Yunqing. Her eyes lit up and she quickly walked over to greet him.

"Ji Shufei"

It felt much better to have someone with her, and she felt more at ease.

Not to mention that the person he met was Concubine Ji. As everyone knows, as long as she doesn't provoke the other party, Concubine Ji never likes to make things difficult for others.

Ji Yunqing also greeted her: "Since we have met, let's go together."

The two teams merged into one and started again.

As you step into the outer room of the main courtyard, warmth instantly hits you.

Soon maids came over and were busy taking off the outer coats that the two were wearing and sweeping the snow off their bodies.

Ji Yunqing put the hand warmer in his hand aside.

After the maid had tidied her up and the coldness around her body had dissipated, she walked into the room.

Seeing her actions, Concubine Jian also hurriedly followed in.

She followed him in with her head down, feeling anxious.

As soon as Ji Yunqing entered, he saw that quite a few people had arrived.

At the top is the princess, who is dressed elegantly and has a serious face.

Concubine Wen was actually here as well, but for some reason she had a dark face and was obviously in a bad mood.

Concubine Li and the others were already sitting in their respective seats, but unlike their usual posture, they seemed very reserved, yet they were trying their best to relax.

You know, they often come to pay their respects on weekdays, so they are not as nervous as the newlyweds.

Ji Yunqing turned his eyes and saw someone who was different from usual.

Standing aside was a strange old lady, about forty years old, with her hair combed meticulously and her clothes in old-fashioned colors, but she was full of imposing aura.

His face was serious and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. When he saw someone coming in, he glanced at them without any hesitation.

His tone was neither light nor cold, and his eyes looking at Ji Yunqing were full of meaning: "Is this person late?"

Behind her followed two women with their brows furrowed and heads lowered. They were dressed in palace maids' attire and looked very well-behaved.

Ji Yunqing walked in without stopping, bowed to the princess as usual, and then sat down in his seat with brisk steps.

The princess then introduced the old maid to her: "Madame Liu, this is the concubine Ji of the palace. Her courtyard is a little far away, so this speed is not slow.

Our prince often praises Concubine Ji for her excellent painting skills, which even I cannot match."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions.

As for Ji Yunqing's broken painting, the princess is really good at bragging!

Ji Yunqing nodded to the princess with a bit of reserve: "Princess, you are too kind. I am just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

Although she said so, there was still a hint of complacency between her eyebrows.

Yes, her paintings are great!

Her paintings are just divine! They are just great!

This scene was seen clearly by Aunt Liu.

There was a gleam of sarcasm in her old eyes.

Before sending her over, the Empress had personally instructed her to take a good look at this "fourth young master's biological mother."

Now it seems that he is just a simple idiot and not worth worrying about.

I believe that your plan will be realized soon.

Thinking of this, she looked at Concubine Wen again and shook her head secretly. The Queen's proposal was obviously in favor of the Concubine. What else was she dissatisfied with?

Thinking of this, Aunt Liu started to praise: "Concubine Ji is really talented, and the Fourth Master is also smart.

I just wonder if Your Majesty will have the honor to see Concubine Ji's masterpiece?"

Hearing this, the princess' heart sank suddenly.

She had already picked a talent that was least likely to go wrong and said that the prince liked it, which was enough to show that the prince valued her.

——After all, she couldn't just say that the prince likes Concubine Ji. The prince is just so greedy for women, so you shouldn't do anything to Concubine Ji, right?

Painting is not like playing the piano or chess, which requires face-to-face interaction, nor is it like having good handwriting, which can be used as an excuse for people to criticize you for copying Buddhist scriptures.

I didn't expect Madam Liu to be so straightforward.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Ji Yunqing had already spoken.

Ji Yunqing gave the princess a comforting smile.

"It's okay. I feel it's just so-so. It's all because the prince likes it.

Mammy, you are in good health. Why did you choose such weather to come here? Is it cold on the way?"

Madam Liu was neither humble nor arrogant, and she did not look sideways. She spoke in a steady voice, "Replying to Concubine Ji, the Empress has asked me to visit the young masters and young ladies in the mansion. How can I feel cold when I have such an important task?"

Ji Yunqing sighed deeply: "Then you haven't done well enough! Do you usually treat the Empress in such a perfunctory way?"

This statement shocked everyone.

Aunt Liu's eyebrows stood up, and she glared at him, suppressing her anger and saying, "I don't know why Concubine Ji said that?"

She wanted to hear what mistakes the other party could find.

Ji Yunqing was not in a hurry. He casually played with the white furry edge of the cuffs of his clothes with his fingertips, and then he slowly spoke.