Madam is a Superstar

The couple had breakfast together in the Queen Mother's palace before leaving, leaving Xiao Wuyun alone with a cat.

Firstly, the Queen Mother liked her so much, and secondly, because the cat was so hungry for dry food, Nanny Rong sent her to the palace gate.

I kept watching the emperor's guard of honor disappear around the corner of the palace wall before walking back. When I entered the hall, I saw the master still holding the cat and playing with it.

He smiled, not complaining about being kept in the dark but feeling happy for his master from the bottom of his heart.

He walked over and consciously squeezed the Queen Mother's shoulders. He didn't ask any more questions and just talked about herself.

Master, the Zhao family's matter is over, but we need to talk to the late emperor in the ancestral hall.

The Queen Mother waved her hand, and her face, which looked old even though she was only forty-five years old, did not change her smile as she lay down with her belly turned and let herself caress the dark clouds.

Forget it, he is no longer the same person as he was back then. Someone told him about this, so why would the Ai family join in the fun?

It has been more than twenty years, and when I think about the past feelings, I can no longer see clearly or even touch them.

Even resentment and hatred fade away day after day and year after year.

The grievances and fate between me and Chang Su in this life are considered to be clean to this day. If there is an afterlife, there is no need to meet again.

No. Nanny Rong responded in a low voice. Master has truly let go.

If the master and the young masters were still here, I don’t know how happy I would be.

The autumn atmosphere in Cining Palace is desolate,

Some infatuation and resentment disappeared quietly along with a gust of wind carrying withered yellow leaves.

…

imperial study room,

The refreshing incense lingering in the incense burner is intertwined with the vague fragrance of ink in the room.

Song Qing had a face that was as beautiful as any in the world. She was lying on Nangong Yu's broad shoulder across the nanmu chair, watching the man painting with an ink brush.

The whole person looked a bit bored and lazy, but the eye-catching tear stained with a smile could not deceive anyone.

Firstly, the shocked expressions of the people who passed by the palace after seeing the ghost were really funny. Secondly,

What~

Kung Fu's flaming red lips tilted to the side, imprinted on Nangong Yu's handsome and god-like profile,

Sure enough, it feels better to possess this man openly and openly, tsk, wonderful.

Thank you more.

Nangong Yu's sexy and mellow Shen laughed happily, and the ink pen falling in his hand became more and more flowing,

What is drawn in the scroll is nothing else but the scene of two people leaning on each other.

What~

Song Qing would not be polite. In the Queen Mother's Palace, she even thought that Benefactor Huo was a kissing fiend.

At this moment, I was actually enjoying it, my beautiful eyes followed the tip of the Langhao pen on the white rice paper, making fun and jokes,

Do you still care about those paintings? You locked her up and asked where the mother voodoo is, as well as the witchcraft, and who did she learn it from?

According to Yuan'er, Yun Meiren's father and brother were not of high rank in the court, and no one in the family knew how to do witchcraft.

I just don’t know if Yun Meiren’s father and brother were involved in the Zhao family’s incident this time.

The people sent to Yun Mansion didn't ask anything or find anything. There's no rush, there's plenty of time.

Before fighting the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside.

Four years is still a long time, but fortunately it is not too late to start a war next year.

You want to fight Dongchen, huh?

Song Qing tightened her arms around the tall, muscular man, not wanting to recall the events of Nangong Yujia's personal expedition a few years ago.

Especially now that she was carrying powdered dumplings, she was even more unwilling to see Nangong Yu take risks on the battlefield.

Sensing the uneasiness of his beloved woman, Nangong Yu stopped painting and placed the wolf brush on the inkstone. He leaned his broad body against the nanmu seat,

The palm of his hand dragged half of Song Qing's face, pinched the smooth and tender cheek, and said warmly,

Come here and sit on my lap.

Song Qing curled her lips. Although she had announced it to the world, she had not officially gotten married yet. In the past few nights, it was quite easy to talk about the queen and her husband.

Xianggui thought this way, but his body followed his heart very honestly and sat down on Nangong Yu's lap.

Two weak, boneless arms clung to the man's neck, and their fingertips were combing the black hair.

Do you still want the imperial commander to go on a personal expedition? If so, prepare what you need to prepare before the war begins.

Didn't they start checking the property of the Zhao family and those ministers? The weapons, horses, food, and wages in the military camp were replaced in advance.

Admittedly, she secretly didn't want to let this man put himself in danger, but she couldn't restrain anything in the name of love.

She understood what Dayuan meant to Nangong Yu, and she also understood that Dongchen was a thorn in Nangong Yu's heart.

It’s not because of the late emperor. The relationship between this man and the late emperor has not been good since they were five years old.

But it was because the battle between those two cities was always a great shame and humiliation for the Nangong royal family.

Not going.

Song Qing was stunned by these two short words. He fiddled with his black-haired fingertips and paused.

A deep chuckle escaped from Nangong Yu's throat, and he patted the woman's butt comfortingly with his big palm.

Today is different from the past. If there are so many generals in the DPRK and I want to fight them myself, then what's the use of raising them.

Song Qing blinked her long eyelashes as if it was true, and she was instantly relaxed and sweet, wrapping around her heart.

Clinging to his broad shoulders, he put his fiery red lips together and gave him a passionate kiss that silently expressed joy.

She was scared to death, she didn't want to be a widow, let alone Fendanzi without a father.

Just one kiss,

Nangong Yuxiu's straight fingers caressed Song Qing's cheek lovingly, and his narrow, dark eyes looked into her beautiful eyes.

There is a deep feeling like the sea, but also a lingering and moving expression. The protruding Adam's apple slides up and down, hoarse and seductive.

Not afraid.

…

The Zhao family has a huge business, plus the wealth of several other ministers involved,

Shangguan Hong led his men to search for seven days before turning over all the property of the rebellious ministers to the state treasury.

In Fengming Palace,

There are piles of roses in full bloom, surrounding the rockery and flowing water in the courtyard.

The warm sunshine at the end of October reflects on the delicate petals, as if lining them with a layer of gold.

Concubines, please pay your respects to the Queen. May the Queen be blessed with good fortune and good fortune.

The neat call of greetings sounded for the first time in the huge Fengming Palace, instantly startling a few kingfishers resting on the vermilion palace walls.

Get up.

Song Qing was wearing a floor-length black phoenix robe that symbolized the queen's noble status. She supported the armrest of the seat with one hand and pressed her forehead against her head.

Thank you, Queen.

The concubines were supposed to be banned from copying Buddhist scriptures and repenting. However, due to the fact that they were granted the title of queen, the Queen Mother suggested that the ban be lifted in advance.

It would be better to let the concubines come to pay their respects to the queen Song Qing. The harem has changed.

It's hard to let the people involved not know about it, and then because of the Zhao family's rebellion,

The number of concubines in the harem has also decreased by more than half than before. Now there are only about twenty people left.

The fathers and brothers of these concubines are still in the court. It cannot be said that they are loyal, but they are conscientiously serving the court.

The queen has sealed her daughter and will not let their daughter out, which will inevitably make people feel chilling.

The concubines looked at Song Qing, who was wearing a phoenix robe. They all lowered their heads calmly and looked a little embarrassed. They were not used to it.

The second reason is that he was guilty of poisoning, and the third reason is that most of the sisters in the harem are missing.

He was just afraid that he would be the next one to be kicked out of the palace. How could he not be embarrassed like this?

sit down.

Song Qing didn't have the habit of taking the initiative to make things difficult for others. Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened in the near future, these concubines would all leave the palace, so there was really no need to do anything.