Madam is a Superstar

Nangong Yu's eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse, "Please invite the priest to come in. If there is nothing important to do after that, just leave the rest of the people with an excuse."

"No." After what happened just now, Eunuch De did not dare to speculate on the holy will anymore. He left the inner room and went to the door to send a message.

Wearing flaming red skirts and robes, she stepped into the royal study. The two doors behind her, which were carved with lifelike dragon patterns, also made Eunuch De who was outside close them again.

Song Qing had no time to stand firm, and her hand was wrapped in a generous palm, followed by a strong force.

In an instant, I fell uncontrollably into the man's broad and warm embrace. The familiar breath filled and enveloped my whole body, and my heart palpitated violently.

He opened his mouth, and hesitantly said three short words in his faintly astringent voice:

"Huo, donor?"

Nangong Yu hugged the woman in his arms tightly, giving a silent response.

After half a cup of tea,

Emperor Ying left at the emperor's command and immediately ordered the people lurking among the people to search for the whereabouts of the old priest.

In the golden nanmu seat, Song Qing snuggled into the man's broad arms as if she were in another world.

Her slender, green-white fingers hooked into the black dragon robe and played with it, her red lips curled up in a playful manner.

"You just let Emperor Ying appear so openly and saw you, the emperor, hugging me, the priest?

Through the black cloth on his face, I could guess the expression behind him that he had seen a ghost. "

Nangong Yu chuckled lightly, lowered his head and kissed the smooth forehead of the beauty in his arms. His expression was exactly the same as in China, cherishing and gentle,

"It's okay. They will be by my side all the time. There is no need to hide from them."

"OK."

Song Qing could not deny it. As the name suggests, Emperor Shadow is the shadow that follows the emperor inseparably.

It doesn't just refer to one person but a group of people, a group of dead soldiers who only obey orders and are loyal to Emperor Dayuan.

"I don't know where my master and grandparents are now."

When Song Qing mentioned this, he sighed sadly and stopped playing with his dragon robe.

Although I knew nothing would happen to my grandparents and the old woman together, I still couldn't help but worry.

Nangong Yuwen said, "There will be news soon. Don't think too much. I'll let Dr. Xuan come over and check if the child is making trouble for you."

Thoughtful words, but provoked an angry look from the woman in his arms, dissatisfied and scolded,

Song Qing put her hand on her lower abdomen, her beautiful and hot face full of tenderness as she was about to become a mother.

"What are you thinking about? You didn't make trouble for me. You're so good."

Right now, she and Master Huo were the only ones in the imperial study room. It was said that the imperial doctor would inevitably attract people's attention.

She had just come back, and she hadn't seen her grandparents yet, and she hadn't even settled down with them yet. She wanted to rest for a while and didn't have the time to deal with it.

After thinking about it, he stood up without any hesitation. Facing Nangong Yutou's confused and questioning look, he put his slender hand on his broad shoulder and patted her.

"It's almost time. It's time for me to go back. Staying any longer will make people suspicious. Yuan'er and Xiao Caizi are still in the palace waiting for me to go back for dinner."

Whether it's the presence of rice dumplings in her belly or the intimate relationship between the two of them,

We will not talk to outsiders in a short period of time. This was already discussed before we came back.

Maintaining the original stalemate relationship will not only help Fanduanzi grow up safely in her belly, but also

It will also help Huo Don to uproot the Prime Minister's family. Of course, she will be more relaxed and comfortable.

After all, since I still love this man after I choose to come back, I can't escape the palace fights like in the Legend of Zhen Huan.

As for when she will start participating in palace battles, it can certainly be a day later.

"I'll ask Dehong to take you back."

Nangong Yu then stood up from his seat and stretched out his arms to wrap around Song Qing's slim waist. The Dehong in his words was Eunuch De who was guarding the door.

"Need not."

Song Qing stretched out his hand to push the person back to sit on the nanmu chair, leaned forward and held up his handsome face,

I followed Huo Donor's usual movements and kissed the man's clear and thin lip line, his tears rippling into his smile.

"Your Majesty, be good, I will leave a window for you tonight."

Nangong Yu smiled, "Okay."

He looked like he agreed happily, and he didn't have any bad feelings about the majestic Emperor Dayuan climbing into his courtier's window in the middle of the night.

When Song Qing came out of the imperial study room again, the smile and love in her expression had faded.

Mr. De, who was standing at the door with a fly whisk in his arm, nodded slightly and walked down the steps.

As I walked down the steps, I could clearly hear the sound of two knocks on the table in the house.

He was keenly aware that there was another person appearing in the darkness and wanted to follow him, but he knew it in his heart but didn't show it on his face, so he raised his feet and walked away.

"Okay, okay."

Another gust of cold wind blew by, and Dehong smiled and shook the dust fly in his hand.

But instead of feeling cold, I felt energetic and not at all drowsy as before.

Although I can’t figure out when and how the emperor and the priest got along,

But in the end, the little prince and princess that the Queen Mother had always wanted to hold in her arms were found.

It has been more than four years since the Emperor ascended the throne on the 21st, and he has been running the country well. He has conquered and recovered two border cities from foreign countries.

Deter the barbarians from invading the Great Yuan territory again, rectify the treacherous ministers and rebellious parties internally, and pacify the imperial court.

There are only two major things that have not been resolved. One is that the lineage of the prime minister, who was deeply favored by the late emperor, has not been completely eradicated.

The second is that I have been unable to achieve the true fruition with the priest. Now I have not only achieved the true fruition, but also

Even if the emperor has an heir, how can he not be happy with this old bone?

But when did this happen? How come there was no news at all before this?

"Dehong."

Eunuch De's mind was concentrated, knowing that the emperor would most likely want to tell him the reason, so he hurriedly opened the door and entered.

This way,

Song Qing strolled in the imperial garden on his way back to the priest's hall. The golden autumn season is when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Because the Queen Mother especially loved chrysanthemums, a garden full of chrysanthemums was specially planted in the Imperial Garden.

When I arrived, I was too anxious to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Now that I am in a good mood, I slow down and appreciate it.

"Master Priest, stay."

The shouts coming from behind made Song Qing stop, and when he turned around, he saw a woman dressed as a concubine in a sky-blue skirt.

Next to the woman was a little palace maid, who was holding a food box in her hand. The master and the servant were hurriedly approaching her with anxious expressions on their faces.

I frowned and thought for a while, but I couldn't find any impression of the woman in my memory.

In addition, she only travels with one palace maid, so her status among the concubines in the harem is not high.

"Master Priest."

Yun Meiren came to Song Qing with her personal maid, her breath was uneven because she was walking too fast.

After a while to adjust his breathing, he timidly met Song Qing's eyes, biting his lip, hesitating whether he should ask.

Song Qing still hasn't recovered from the people and things in the other world. The concubine's behavior in front of her is...

Song Haohao's face automatically came to mind in an instant, with barely visible twitching at the corners of his mouth. His cool and otherworldly demeanor remained unchanged.

"What do you want from me?"

The high priest can predict the fate of the country by observing the stars, and can also predict natural disasters, etc.

Therefore, whether in the Great Abyss or in other countries, the status of priests can be described as being inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Priests did not need to salute anyone other than members of the royal family, and among the concubines in the harem, only the queen could be considered a member of the royal family.