Madam is a Superstar

Nangong Yu's thin lips curved upward, and every step he took up the steps was particularly smooth, as if the person in his arms had no weight.

"I'm afraid you'll get tired from walking too much."

Song Qing curled her lips and temporarily suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart and left them behind.

Enjoy the humanoid elevator of Donor Huo with peace of mind. The top floor of the library will have a few more steps than the lower three floors.

When you step up the last step, you will see an antique circular bookshelf.

Classic books are arranged neatly together, and the fragrance of ink can be faintly smelled in the air.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you announce that the minister has entered the palace to discuss state affairs at this hour?"

Although it is somewhat different from the lower floors, it is not too different, so Song Qing is not surprised but asked about other things.

Nangong Yu hugged the beauty and sat down on the pear wood chair. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of the woman's nose with his high and straight nose.

After a lingering kiss, he wrapped his soft and generous palms in his big palms and played with them before answering,

"After discussing it, I remembered that someone mentioned to me that Pingyin is rich in roses. It has been so long and my memory is a little blurry.

So I took advantage of my free time to come and take a look, and if there were any, I asked the local officials in Pingyin to send a few gardeners over with seeds. "

Pingyin?

Song Qing subconsciously frowned. Dayuan has a vast territory and Pingyin is three provinces away from Kyoto.

According to current transportation technology, there is really no need to spend a lot of money just for one plant.

"There should be one in Kyoto, why bother..."

"What I give to you is naturally the best."

Song Qing was not used to being interrupted very often, but she still liked hearing nice love words.

When their eyes met, they couldn't help but smile. She patted the man's handsome face with her slender hands angrily.

"It won't be too late to give me the best after the Prime Minister's lineage is removed. There is no rush."

With a double entendre, there are some things a couple should say that don’t need to be said.

Nangong Yu's eyes darkened as he looked at Song Qing, and the arms around his waist tightened a little.

Leaning forward, her chin with clear lines was buried in Iris Asaka's shoulder and neck, her mellow and sexy voice was hoarse,

"Soon, wait for me."

After all, it was his selfishness that put her in such an embarrassing situation.

Song Qing's long eyelashes trembled as she flashed with annoyance, why did she speak out what was on her mind as soon as she relaxed?

Donor Huo felt uncomfortable for no reason, and he couldn't take back what he said.

I can only pretend to be relaxed and answer in a brisk tone, trying to soften the current atmosphere as much as possible.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

His fingers ran through the man's three thousand black hair, which was tied high with a black dragon hair crown, and he talked about other distractions,

"By the way, I did some calculations this morning and found out that a concubine in Zhao Zhengqing's backyard is pregnant. If nothing else happens, it will be a son. I told him, and Zhao Zhuoyuan heard it at the time."

If this matter is used properly, it may not be a sword, a sword that will cause internal fighting in the Prime Minister's house.

…

The next night, the night was dark and the crescent moon hung high.

The cold moonlight shone on the palace, covering the entire brightly lit palace in the dim moonlight.

After the minister found his seat, he would either chat with his colleagues or sit alone and wait quietly.

Looking around, there is a man in white robes and snow in the prince's seat, which is particularly attractive.

"Master Priest."

"Master Priest."

"priest……"

Song Qing noticed it as soon as he entered the venue. Faced with the greetings from his colleagues one after another,

While everyone nodded and responded with polite smiles, they also walked towards the prince's seat.

"Your Majesty Song, please see the Third Prince, the Fifth Prince, the Fifth Princess, and the Sixth Princess."

The former emperor was a romantic man and had the largest number of children in the history of Emperor Dayuan.

However, the prince's seizure of the throne was quite brutal at first, and not many of Nangong Yu could continue to live after he ascended the throne.

The only three people in front of her who can continue to stay in Kyoto are the third prince Nangong Ze, the fifth prince Nangong Yu,

and the sixth princess Nangong Haitang, among whom the fifth prince and the sixth princess are twins.

"Priests are exempted."

A sound like a spring breeze came from the mouth of Nangongze, the eldest member of the group,

His voice is like his person, his white robe is better than snow and he is a humble gentleman. This describes the current Third Prince of Dayuan.

"No need for rituals, no need for priests to be so polite. They are all members of the same family and don't talk about two families."

Nangong Yu hugged his princess and waved his hand casually, acting in a charming and suave manner.

He opened his mouth and said teasing words. It has never been a secret that the emperor's brother did not love the three thousand priests in the harem.

It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone in the world knows it, and there is no need to worry about using it as a joke.

"snort."

Nangong Haitang responded with a dissatisfied hum. She was very unhappy with the priest who had the face of a demon queen and charmed the elder brother.

I really don’t know what the eldest brother likes about this woman. Apart from her face, there is nothing comparable to Sister Wanrou.

The eldest brother is really blind and blind. After all this time, he still doesn't understand that Sister Wanrou is the one who is most sincere to him.

"Sixth Emperor's sister is still young and ignorant, so she still needs the priest to care about her.

As the elder brother and god-sister, I have no choice but to give myself a glass of tea instead of wine to make amends to the priest. "

Nangong Ze stood up from his seat. His face was very similar to Nangong Yu's.

He pursed his lips and smiled with a look of shame. The reason why he was so polite was that the priest had abilities that ordinary people did not have.

There are also reasons why the priest is a close friend of Yaoer's boudoir, and more often, it is because the priest is the sweetheart of the eldest emperor brother.

Although the relationship between the two has not progressed so far, based on his understanding of the imperial brother,

It is only a matter of time before the priest canonize her as the queen and become their eldest wife.

"Brother Three Emperors!"

"You are the prince, why are you being so polite to a minister of hers!"

Nangong Haitang was so angry that she stood up and reached out to grab the teacup in Nangong Ze's hand.

Nangongze frowned and ducked away, stamping his feet angrily and furiously. His dark eyebrows were raised angrily and he scolded Song Qing.

"This princess warns you that you are not allowed to accept the apology from the Third Emperor Brother. There is an order of hierarchy. No matter how high your status is, you are still a minister.

If you accept the apology from Brother Three Emperors, you will show no distinction between superiority and inferiority, and have no regard for our Nangong royal family! "

"Begonia."

The voice fell like a spring breeze, and the person who was usually as gentle as jade and good-tempered was most bluffing when he became serious.

Nangong Haitang's heart skipped a beat and she stopped talking. She bit her lip bitterly and sat down again angrily.

He grabbed the wine bottle from the palace maid's hand and poured himself a full glass of green plum wine.

A pair of eyes glared at Song Qing fiercely, and he drank the wine glass in one gulp.

Nangong Haitang is eighteen years old this year, and Song Qing, who is in his mid-twenties, will not argue with a child who has just reached the age of hairpins.

Instead of taking the wine glass handed over by the palace maid, he motioned to the little eunuch holding the teapot to pour him a cup of tea.

"The third prince is serious in what he said, and the princess is right. There is a hierarchy between kings and ministers. I cannot bear the apology from the prince.

But there is no reason for the prince not to accompany him when he drinks. However, the prince does not need to drink tea instead of wine.

The prince doesn't know that I was drunk a few days ago and ate the concubine's pet. To show my sincerity, I gave up drinking for a year. "

Nangong Ze had heard about this but didn't take it seriously. Everyone knew that the priest was fond of wine.

I thought it was just a remark made by the priest to deal with the concubine's troubles, but now it seems...

"The Emperor has arrived!"

At the entrance of the banquet hall, the eunuch's shrill singing voice drowned out the other, and several people looked at each other.

They all stopped what they were doing and prepared to salute the emperor together with the other officials in the palace. After a moment, the emperor stepped into the palace.

"I will see you, Your Majesty!"

Nangong Yu was dressed in a majestic black dragon robe, and his cold eyes swept over everyone.

His eyes paused at Song Qing, who was wearing a water-colored smoke skirt behind Nangongze's left side.

After taking back the letter, he walked to the high seat and sat down. There was an indistinguishable sound of joy, anger and coldness in the banquet hall.

"Everyone is safe."