Madam is a Superstar

Huo Yu didn't like hearing this kind of words, so he gently squeezed the catkin lying in his generous palm with a strong sense of punishment. He remained speechless for the rest of the journey.

The street lights on the winding mountain road illuminated the way back to the manor. Song Qing felt inexplicably at peace. She turned sideways and pressed her face against the man's broad arms.

"Honey, we're almost home." It would be great if it stayed like this.

Song Qing didn't speak the second half of the sentence. She didn't know that she didn't feel such deep guilt in her heart before.

You can think about it calmly and unscrupulously. When you return to Dayuan, you will break up with the dog man again.

For the rest of his life, he lived a free and easy life as a priest, telling fortunes for the Great Yuan and raising soft glutinous rice dumplings.

Now she couldn't help but had no confidence. She had not thought about how to maintain the relationship between the two after returning.

It has become a habit for the concubines in the harem to come together to pick on her no matter what happens.

Once or twice she was still interested in fighting, but if things continued like this she was afraid that her patience would be worn away.

The high priest had no reason to fight with the emperor's concubines and join them as a member of the harem.

The concubine has more reasons to come to her for trouble. From now on, her daily routine will be a large-scale live broadcast of The Legend of Zhen Huan every day.

Just thinking about this kind of day, the wanton and free heart in my bones feels like it has been weighed down by a heavy stone.

The previous dynasty was not yet stable, and she herself in the court naturally understood the intertwining of all forces in this muddy water.

It is impossible to really ask Nangong Yu to dismiss the harem for him because of the romantic affairs between men and women.

Nangong Yu's ascension to the throne is equivalent to taking over a mess from the late emperor who was ignorant and ignorant.

Once you do this, you can imagine the consequences. The long-lasting and stable imperial power will fall apart.

There are enemy countries outside that are watching covetously, and there are treacherous ministers in power inside. The Great Abyss is fundamentally shaken, and the country will be destroyed if it is not done.

Six minutes later,

The lights are on in the rooms on the second floor. It is a good choice to take a bath to relax and soothe your body and mind after going out.

While it was still early and I just remembered, Song Qing sent Xu Shen a WeChat message,

[Do you know that Zhou Linhe is working in a bar? 】

"Buzz-"

The Dream of a Billion Girls [I know, what’s wrong, baby, I also gave it to him on the day he came to apply for the job, and he offended the person named Pei,

He was directly banned. You also know how wide the business scope of the Pei family is. He held different positions in several places.

No one dared to hire him. I saw that his business ability was very good but I didn't like his surname Pei, so I took him in. 】

The couple was soaking in the bathtub together, and the content of their chat was clearly visible.

Before Song Qing had time to type a few words, she suddenly felt something tremble on her fingertips. The phone almost fell into the bathtub full of water and was scrapped.

Stiffly, he turned his face to face Huo Yu. The man looked calm and composed, without showing the slightest awareness that he should react if he did something bad.

"baby."

Two words came out from Huo Yu's throat, low and confusing.

Song Qing stared blankly at the handsome face so close to him. The phone in his hand was too stunned.

It slipped directly from the palm of his hand. Fortunately, Huo Yu quickly reached out to catch it and raised his eyebrows.

"Qingqing doesn't like it? Then I'll change it to another one?"

Huo Yu leaned forward and approached, his strong and majestic body brought a sense of oppression for no reason, and the cold lip line by his ear slowly grinded out four words:

"Her Majesty the Queen."

You can feel every breath that falls after each word. Song Qing's whole body is numb. He almost spent his whole life's endurance to control the anxiety in his heart.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, took the phone from Huo Yu's palm and opened the reply message.

She dared to say that using her best wild king to roam the Canyon of Kings, she could not kill five killers as fast as she does now.

Dayuan's Second Magic Stick [Zhou Linhe is a good person, but he has a fatal flaw. When he is soft-hearted, he will be blind without a bottom line.

It can be used to provide room for promotion, but it is best not to consider the position of the internal center of gravity. Last time he kidnapped Pei Jinnian's daughter who was still in kindergarten.

Just because of his daughter's angry words, people can use it but not reuse it. Remember, just sleep like this. 】

Song Qing clicked send and turned off her phone completely. No one could bother her tonight. She favored the benefactor Huo.

The moonlight is sultry, the summer night is quiet and peaceful, the stars in the night sky are intertwined, accompanying the moon every day for ten years,

Compared with these, the spacious master bedroom on the second floor has everything from the bathroom to the sofa to the soft big bed.

They are all incompatible with the mountain forest scene that rarely brings a hint of coolness in the middle of the night.

…

the next day,

It was a hot day at the end of July, and the Song family's car stopped slowly at the gate of Qingbei University.

Lin Bo looked at the dazzling hot sun outside, turned around and felt very worried.

Miss, we're here. Do you really don't need me to wait here for you to come out? It's so hot today and I have to wait for a taxi. "

As an old man in the Song family, Uncle Lin would worry and think more than other servants.

Now the eldest lady has almost lost contact with her family, and her husband has no intention of marrying again.

The master and his wife originally gave birth to an only son like the husband, and the miss is the only heir. She must pay attention to it no matter what.

That kind of thing can't happen again like last time. Fortunately, it didn't hit a vital part, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"No need, Uncle Lin. You can go back. I can do it myself."

Song Haohao smiled generously and spoke in a very comfortable tone. As he spoke, he picked up the bag on the seat and opened the door.

"You drive back slowly."

Uncle Lin was somewhat relieved. How nice it is to have a young lady like this now. It turned out that this was what she was like after the husband brought the eldest lady back.

Sigh... But it's fine now. He nodded, started the car and left under Song Haohao's watch, until the shadow of the car was no longer visible.

Only then did Song Haohao look away, turned his head to look at the security guard who was about to open the door and pursed his lips with a smile.

He waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to open the door, took out the parasol he had prepared early from his bag, opened it, and left.

After crossing the overpass, we stopped at a nearby restaurant, packed our meals and walked straight to our destination.

Four minutes later,

Song Hao held the door handle and pushed open the coded door. He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't smell alcohol and didn't call anyone.

Just pretending that my mother hadn't gotten up yet, she put the packed meals in the living room. When she came to the bedroom, she raised her hand to knock on the door and found that the door was ajar.

She frowned, thinking that it was rare for Lin Fanghua to get up early and go out without even thinking about pushing away.

The moment mother and daughter looked at each other, all the blood in Song Haohao's body froze.

"Okay, okay, why are you here?"

Lin Fanghua hurriedly hid the things under the quilt. The glory of the noble lady in the past was no longer there.

His face looked poor and haggard, and his hair was messy, giving the impression of being ashen.

Song Haohao froze in place, his eyes fixed on the quilt on his beautiful face.

The answer is ready to come out in my heart, and my lips are trembling when I ask questions.

"Mom, what were you doing just now?!"

Seeing her daughter's expression, Lin Fanghua knew something was wrong. She got off the bed and pretended to be calm, then came over to hold Song Haohao's hand and defend herself.

"I didn't do anything. You didn't see anything. Listen to me. You didn't see it. I am your mother, your biological mother. Do you understand?"

The tone was close to a humble plea.