Chapter 211 Three Thousand Favors in One

Jiang Jiu slept so soundly that she even forgot where she slept.

She woke up because she was hungry and her stomach was rumbling.

The dreams are filled with delicacies from land and sea.

Suddenly, I smelled the delicious smell of rice and woke up with my stomach growling.

After waking up, I was hysterical for a long time before my brain came back to normal.

Seeing that everyone in the palace was looking at him in shock, Jiang Jiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him.

It was not until Taohua winked at her frantically that Jiang Jiu realized that she was actually sitting on the emperor's dragon throne.

In ancient times, the emperor was supreme and invincible. For a little princess like me, sitting on the dragon throne was a crime of disrespect. In serious cases, my family would be confiscated and my clan would be exterminated.

But Jiang Jiu had no idea what this pressure was.

Still on the dragon chair, swaying from side to side.

"No wonder I fell asleep. It's quite comfortable to sit on it."

She turned her head and met the Emperor Zhao Zhuoxi's gaze, and discovered that because she was lying down, she had already squeezed the Emperor to the side.

Even so, the emperor said nothing.

After hearing the noise, he just continued to look at the memorial in his hand and asked Jiang Jiu a question.

"Are you hungry? I heard your stomach growling."

Jiang Jiu blushed, rubbed his stomach, sneered, and hummed obediently: "I'm hungry, when are we going to eat?"

The emperor immediately put down the memorial, stood up and went to the small hall next to Yu's study.

The table was already filled with several dishes.

"This room is warm and the food is not cold. Let's eat."

It turned out that since Jiang Jiu said last time, the distance from the Emperor's kitchen to the Emperor's bedroom was quite far, and the dishes served were cold.

The emperor chose to have his meal in the small hall of the study which was closer to the dining room.

This way the food won’t cool down so quickly.

I used to feel satisfied just watching her eat.

Now when I see Jiang Jiu eating, it is still the same.

Jiang Jiu was not very elegant when eating. He would talk a few words while eating.

He eats very slowly, chewing his food carefully, but his appetite is quite large.

So, her meals take a long time.

It was so long that every time Zhao Zhuoxi finished eating, he would have to wait for her for a long time before he could put down his chopsticks.

Because once he put down his chopsticks early, the palace maids would think the meal was over and would not serve Jiang Jiu any food.

In this way, Zhao Zhuoxi also accompanied Jiang Jiu to chew slowly and eat a lot.

Facing the emperor's favor, everyone had to act according to Jiang Jiu's expression, but only Jiang Jiu didn't know.

Still prejudiced against the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am full. Can I go home now?"

Zhao Zhuoxi glanced at the sky outside and suddenly had an idea.

"It's snowing outside and a bit cold. Let's go back after the snow stops."

Who would have thought that when Jiang Jiu heard that it was snowing outside, he jumped up and ran out.

"Wow, it's snowing, it's really snowing. This is the first snow of the year. Are there any plum blossoms in the palace? Let's go and enjoy them. Enjoying plum blossoms in the snow is simply perfect."

There is a large plum garden in the imperial palace, which was planted by the late emperor for Zhao Zhuoxi's mother.

When he was young, Zhao Zhuoxi often accompanied his father and mother to appreciate plum blossoms.

More than ten years have passed, and even now that Zhao Zhuoxi has become the emperor, he has never been there again.

I didn't expect that Jiang Jiu actually wanted to go today.

"Okay, but what you're wearing is a little thin."

Zhao Zhuoxi put his cloak on Jiang Jiu and said, "Let's go, after dinner, let's go see the plum blossoms."

Just look at what he said. The emperor really granted Jiang Jiu’s every request.

Yiyun winked at the palace maid, asking her to quickly get another cloak for the emperor.

The emperor's cloak was given to Jiang Jiu, what does the emperor wear?

In front, the emperor accompanied Jiang Jiu and walked slowly towards the Plum Garden, followed by a large group of people.

The first snow was not heavy and the snow on the ground melted quickly.

But Jiang Jiu still found it interesting, as this was the first snow she had seen since she came to ancient times.

I really don’t know what the difference is between snow in ancient times and snow today.

The beauty of the first snow is like an elegant ink painting, which makes people yearn for and admire it.

Jiang Jiu was immersed in the first snow, and Zhao Zhuoxi's eyes never left Jiang Jiu.

Opened.

She looked at the snow, and in her eyes the snow was a beautiful scenery.

He looked at her, and she was a beautiful scenery in his eyes.

Just when Jiang Jiu arrived at Yu Garden, suddenly, a melodious flute sound came from not far away.

"Who's playing the flute? It sounds so nice."

Jiang Jiu couldn't help but walk over following the sound of the flute, and saw a woman standing facing the wind, playing the flute.

Jiang Jiu frowned: "The flute sounds nice, but isn't she cold dressed like this?"

She was just about to kindly take off her cloak when she was stopped by Zhao Zhuoxi.

"Don't take off your clothes, aren't you cold?"

Zhao Zhuoxi glanced at Yiyun, and Yiyun hurried over: "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

Zhao Zhuoxi: "Call her over."

Yiyun glanced at Jiang Jiu and went to call the woman playing the flute.

The woman was wearing a pomegranate skirt and a pink top, and she stood tall and graceful.

When he got closer, even Jiang Jiu thought she was very beautiful.

As soon as the woman saw Zhao Zhuoxi, she knelt down immediately.

"Your Majesty, your servant Song Qingcheng has come to see you."

Zhao Zhuoxi narrowed his eyes: "Song Qingcheng? Whose daughter are you? How did you enter the palace?"

Song Qingcheng replied respectfully, "She is the daughter of Song Xin, the Minister of Rites. She is now teaching the princess etiquette as a sparring partner."

The Ministry of Rites wanted to teach Jiang Jiu, the future empress, some etiquette, and in addition to a nanny, they also asked for two sparring partners.

Sparring, as the name suggests, means practicing with the future queen.

In fact, the Song family took great pains to send Song Qingcheng here.

If you establish a good relationship with the future empress, you will have more support than other concubines after entering the palace.

It’s a pity that the person she met was Jiang Jiu.

When Jiang Jiu heard that she was the professor's sparring partner in practicing palace rules, he instantly lost all interest in watching the snow and plum blossoms.

"Oh, yes. Nanny Qian said that I will have to attend palace rules training tomorrow. Oh my god, it's too hard. I don't want to be an empress, so why should I attend this inhumane and cruel training..."

After saying that, Jiang Jiu turned around and glared at the emperor angrily.

Suddenly, a kick hit his calf.

Zhao Zhuoxi instinctively wanted to hide, but then he thought, every time she hit him, he was not allowed to hide. After hiding, she would become even angrier and more difficult to appease.

He just stood there motionless and endured it.

"It's all your fault. Being your queen requires so many palace rules. Whoever wants to be the queen can be the queen. I don't want to be the queen anymore."

After saying that, Jiang Jiu turned around and ran away.

Yiyun was stunned, the palace maids behind him were stunned, and the guards beside him were also stunned.

Is this considered a sneak attack on the emperor?

Zhao Zhuoxi just sighed helplessly and glanced sternly at the kneeling Song Qingcheng.

"Your flute is very nice. Someone, come and watch her. She is not allowed to get up until she has played for two hours."

This, this is flattery that hits the horse's leg.

Song Qingcheng dressed beautifully, intending to have a romantic encounter with the emperor, but she ended up making things worse.

He was already very cold, so he trembled as he picked up the bamboo flute and started to play it.

This time, the breath was unstable and the music was out of tune.

Zhao Zhuoxi didn't even think about chasing Jiang Jiu, but saw her maid Taohua had already chased after him.

"Princess, Princess, wait, Princess, you came here to please His Majesty today, didn't you just ask him to cancel the training? Why are you leaving without saying anything?"

Jiang Jiugang ran two steps before he remembered the reason why he came here.