Madam is a Superstar

"The spirit master the envoy mentioned is the cat in my priest's arms?"

Nangong Yu unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, but that was all. His voice was steady and his expression showed no fluctuations.

In my memory, the cat sent by Persia looked exactly like the one in Qingqing's arms, but the current scene did not happen at that time.

The ministers' eyes were glued to the cat rolling coquettishly in Song Qing's arms, their expressions... quite indescribable and weird.

Persian civet cat? Spiritual Lord? ? That's it? ? ?

With all due respect to them, the cat in their backyard is exactly the same as the one in the priest's arms, and much prettier.

Look at that pitch-black mass. Even if you look for it with a lantern at night, you may not be able to find it.

It took a while for the Persian envoy to recover from the shock, and turned around to salute the emperor who was sitting on the throne.

"To tell you your Majesty, what is in the arms of the priest of your country is indeed the spiritual master that Persia brought this time."

But he did not ignore the doubtful ministers. He straightened up, calmed his mind and said,

"Your Majesty, don't look at the Spirit Master..."

Speaking of this, the Persian envoy paused, still unable to deal with the extremely well-behaved spiritual master who was nestling in Song Qing's arms at this moment.

Hanging on to the aloof and arrogant spirit master in his memory, he hesitated for a moment before speaking out the words with difficulty,

"Your Majesty, don't look at the spirit master being so well-behaved and well-behaved. In fact, the spirit master has the same ability to distinguish poison as its mother.

He once saved my king's life and was deeply loved by my king. This gift of the soul master to His Majesty is a sign of the sincerity of our friendship with His Majesty. "

As soon as these words came out,

When everyone in the banquet hall looked at the clingy and cute Wu Yun in Song Qing's arms, their eyes looked different. What's more, their expressions even changed.

The people whose expressions changed were none other than those who came with Nangong Yu.

The concubines sitting at the concubines' seats, if anyone had a little observation at this moment, they would be able to find out,

It's a pity that now everyone's attention is focused on Xiao Wuyun, and no one will observe the concubine.

"Does the envoy take his words seriously?"

"I take it seriously. If your lord doesn't believe me, you can ask your majesty to send you two glasses of wine, one with poison and one with poison for the spirit master to distinguish..."

While the ministers in the banquet hall were talking with the Persian envoy, Zhao Wanrou, who was sitting dignifiedly on the concubine's seat,

Under the rose red sleeves, the nails dyed with light pink khaki dug into the palms of the hands, and clear pain spread.

To restore a brief moment of clarity to her chaotic mind, she picked up the teacup and put it to her lips, sipping lightly.

Taking advantage of the cover of her wide sleeves, she glanced at Song Qing, who had been standing behind her since the beginning of the banquet.

The eunuch and the maid, carrying the teapot and the wine pot respectively, silently used their eyes to indicate to the two of them to find an opportunity to leave.

Song Qing was surprised by the Persian envoy's words. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Wuyun's pair of bright cat eyes.

He didn't notice it, but his long and shiny fingers playfully followed Wuyun's dark and soft hair,

"When did you learn to identify poisons? You also saved the Persian king. Could it be that the blind cat encountered a dead mouse, huh?"

"Meow~"

Little Wuyun understood, and no longer nestled in his master's arms obediently, letting his master touch him up and down with his hands.

A pair of green eyes narrowed dangerously, locked tightly, and turned his back to Song Qing.

The palace maid and eunuch who were about to leave quietly quietly bowed their bodies in a small group of darkness.

When confusion appeared in Song Qing's eyes, he suddenly jumped up and flew toward the two of them like an arrow from a string.

"Clang-"

"Miscellaneous family's hand, Zajia's hand!"

"Dong——"

"Ah! My face, my face!"

After the wine pot and teapot fell to the ground one after another, they continued to make noises rolling on the ground.

Intertwined with the harsh and sharp cries of pain from the eunuchs and maids, it aroused an echo in the relatively quiet banquet hall.

When such a sound reaches people's ears, it is understandable that it will not be pleasant.

Several ministers frowned and showed displeasure, because the emperor did not dare to reprimand him for violating the rules.

However,

"Meow~"

Xiao Wuyun, who was the instigator of the whole thing, returned to Song Qing on a noble and elegant catwalk.

He didn't realize that he had done anything wrong at all, but instead jumped back into his master's arms.

The long, fluffy, dark tail stretches upward, and then the tip of the tail is slightly curved.

Slowly swaying back and forth, clearly indicating that you are in a good mood after doing something good.

The meaning of asking for praise from Song Qing is as human as a spirit in the mountains.

"you really are."

Song Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiao Wuyun's head in a funny way. He didn't take the Persian envoy's words seriously at all.

So I didn't think about it elsewhere, I just thought that Wuyun understood his voice and said that the blind cat was unhappy,

Just as he was about to stand up with Wu Yun in his arms and apologize to Nangong Yu, who was in a high position, and everyone in the palace,

But I heard a cold sound coming from a high position, carrying almost invisible unhappiness.

"Someone is coming."

Before everyone could figure out what was happening, the guard with a knife who was guarding the door of the banquet hall had already entered.

He restrained the two palace maids and eunuchs who were still crying out in pain and tapped their mute acupuncture points. Peace and tranquility returned to the palace in an instant.

"The Imperial Physician of Chuanhua."

Nangong Yu's dark eyes stayed on the wine and tea spilled on the floor, and his lips pursed into a cold arc.

The four short words spilled from his throat, and there was already a violent and murderous intention.

The emperor's words caused the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere in the palace to fall into deathly silence.

Except for foreign ministers such as Bo Bo and Bi Hai, everyone present knew about Imperial Physician Hua from Imperial Hospital.

He is famous all over the world for his superb poison skills, and according to what the Persian envoy just said,

The cat in the priest's arms, regarded as the spiritual master by Persia, can recognize poison. Now the cat has knocked over the teapot and the wine bottle...

"hiss."

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air and looked at the palace maid and eunuch who was kneeling down with a frightened look on her face as she was suppressed by the guards with swords.

These two cheap slaves actually want to poison the priest!

This realization made everyone's expressions look unpleasant, even those who usually disliked Song Qing.

Priests are indispensable to the country, and there are many magicians and magicians throughout the country, large and small.

There are very few priests who are as capable as they are now. Although the old priest is still alive,

But the old priest is wandering away and he doesn’t know when he will come back. If the priest is poisoned today,

Who will complete the stargazing deduction once every five days? How will we know if there is a natural disaster in the local area?

"Meow-"

Xiao Wuyun was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the palace, but he didn't care.

What does a kitten know? It’s just that the kitten is a little disappointed because it didn’t wait for the owner’s praise.

"good."

Song Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and belatedly understood the good intentions of Donor Huo and Xiao Wuyun.

He rubbed the little guy's head as a temporary compliment, and glanced at the tea and wine soaking all over the hall floor.

I walked closer with the cat in my arms and squatted down. I didn't smell anything that I shouldn't have. This really shouldn't be the case.

When she first learned medicine and other aspects from the little old lady, she was a bit lazy, but she was interested in using poisons.

So I still put in the effort and care, why can't I smell it?

Of course, I didn’t doubt Xiao Wuyun’s intentions. After all, she had spent a lot of time in the other world with nothing to do.

Cats' sense of smell is 200,000 or even 270,000 times greater than that of humans, so it should not be compared.

Don’t worry, I’m not cultivating immortality.