Madam is a Superstar

Queen? !

Meier looked up in shock and saw the former priest wearing a noble phoenix robe standing with the emperor.

Unexpectedly, he saw Nangong Yuhanliang's merciless eyes, and was so shocked that his knees went weak and he knelt down.

"Slave, please see the Emperor and see the Queen."

The place where the few people are standing now is the place where the jailer usually takes time to rest and eat.

Nangong Yu didn't ask anyone to get up, and Song Qing didn't want to overshadow the guest in front of so many outsiders.

He raised his chin towards Yuan'er, who was holding Wu Yun behind him, and gestured to take Wu Yun over.

This dungeon is even colder than outside. I quickly confirmed that leaving is the right thing to do. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but hide in Nangong Yu's arms.

Well, Huo Donor is indeed a big mobile heater.

Noticing the small movements of the woman in his arms, Nangong Yumeifeng frowned without a trace, and the arm around the beauty's waist tightened slightly,

The wide black cloak enveloped Song Qing's entire body, making her look even more charming.

Yun Meiren's eyes stayed on the two of them and never moved away, so she naturally took these things into her eyes.

From the first moment Nangong Yu stepped into the dungeon, the screaming voice in his body became closer and closer to hysterical madness.

"Meow!"

He was so focused that he didn't notice the cat that Yuan'er was holding in his arms.

He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him, and a very aggressive and hostile meow resounded throughout the cell.

"ah!!"

It was Mei'er's scream of fear, but the dark cloud was not on Mei'er at the moment.

Instead, the whole cat lay on Yun Meiren's head, and its two fluffy cat ears moved.

A pair of green eyes reflected Mei'er, who was screaming constantly, and her clear cat pupils were full of disgust.

On the contrary,

Yun Meiren didn't move or even change her expression. She looked at Song Qing with indifferent and lifeless eyes, seeming to question silently,

Song Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry, beauty, the dark cloud won't hurt anyone. It's just more interested in your dark hair."

Look at Yun Meiren's lonely and desolate appearance, and then think about how charming and delicate she looks hiding in Nangong Yu's arms,

Um,

How should I put it? Once upon a time when I was young and ignorant in another world and read about strong women,

It seems that the first chapter of too many novels describes this scene, and she is the vicious female supporting character.

"cough."

My thoughts wandered a little far, and my imagination became more and more vivid after I became pregnant with Fendanzi.

"Meow--"

How did Little Wuyun know what his master was thinking? He softly responded and agreed, then buried the cat's head dutifully.

Revealing his sharp claws, he carefully searched for each strand of Yun Meiren's hair.

It is impossible to bite and scratch people casually. It is a cat that has seen the world and has quality.

"Your Majesty, the Queen, I have been afraid of cats since I was a child. Please be kind to the Queen and let the cat get off my head."

Yun Meiren's voice was so calm that it seemed that no one or thing around her could disturb her.

However, Song Qing easily caught Yun Meiren's slightly curled fingertips under the sleeves of her prison uniform, and she curled her lips into a smile.

"Not urgent."

Did she guess correctly? She really had a serious illness.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Yun Meiren's curled fingertips had already sunk into her flesh.

Take a deep breath, and when you open your eyes again, your eyes are almost begging and looking towards you in a completely protective posture.

Nangong Yu, who was holding Song Qing in his arms, had a beautiful face filled with sadness.

"emperor……"

"Meow!"

The dark cloud is like the claws of the crescent moon, dragging out a slender worm from the hair of the beauty Yun.

The worm is white, about half the length of a woman's little finger, and very thin, thinner than a hair.

If you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all. The squirming speed is very slow and almost invisible.

With such a thing attached to the hair, who would pay attention and realize that it is a living thing?

"Zhang Que."

A steady sound sounded from above her head, and Song Qing clearly felt the force holding her waist tightening.

When my body completely fell into the wide and warm embrace, the familiar clear and refreshing ambergris on my nose was unbelievably strong.

"I'm here."

Zhang Que walked out from behind the emperor's honor guard, holding a silver needle and a glass vial in his hand.

They are all the same as those who were pretending to be Gu in the royal study that day. The dark clouds hooked the mother Gu and jumped down from Yun Meiren's head nimbly.

"Spirit Master, please."

Zhang Que came to Wuyun and squatted down, opened the bottle, and tried to communicate with a cat.

I was thinking that if I couldn't get the Queen to speak, I could just use the silver needle myself.

"Meow--"

The dark cloud hooked the claws of the mother Gu into the mouth of the bottle, and there were two sweet sounds of the claws hitting the glass bottle. The slender mother Gu fell into the glass bottle,

Zhang Que was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the coal-like cat in front of him and was a little more amazed.

But he didn't forget to seal his mouth neatly, and subconsciously treated Wu Yun as a human being and nodded.

"Thank you, Lord Spirit."

"Meow-"

Wuyun raised and waved his black front paws gracefully, and the cat raised its head proudly, saying you're welcome.

The people standing around looked at this scene and felt it was very funny, thinking that this Persian cat is really amazing.

No one noticed that Yun Meiren, who was standing there seemingly unmoved by anything,

The extremely thin body under the prison uniform was shaking uncontrollably.

The corners of his eyes were gradually bloodshot, as if he had been irreversibly stimulated, he stared at the dark clouds and shouted,

"Beast!"

The people around were amused by Wu Yun's humane behavior just now, and this sudden sentence,

One can imagine how frightened it was. People looked at Yun Meiren in disbelief.

However, Yun Meiren looked like a different person, kicking towards the dark clouds with lightning speed.

The dark cloud was wagging with its dark tail erect, and it was kicked upright unpreparedly.

The small black ball was kicked out more than a meter away, meowing in pain and staggering to stand up.

However, Yun Meiren still felt that it was not enough. She rushed towards Wu Yun like crazy and grabbed Wu Yun's small throat with both hands.

He pinched hard, dragged the little body and shook it up and down.

"You damn beast! Give it back to me! U-ah——"

The sound of the long sword piercing flesh and blood was terrifying, and Wu Yun, whose neck was strangled by Yun Meiren, fell to the ground weakly.

Weakly, he half-opened the green cat's eyes, and saw clearly the face of its owner, meowing with difficulty,

I completely ran out of energy and closed my eyes, as if I had lost my last bit of life.

"You are so... damn!"

Song Qing's expression was as sinister as ever before, and with a little force, the sword penetrated Yun Meiren's back and pierced her chest.

Suiyun Meiren let out a dying cry and pulled out her sword, and hot scarlet blood instantly splashed all over the ground.

"peng—"

Yun Meiren fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound, and her bloodshot eyes looked at Song Qing with hatred and resentment.

He died with his eyes closed, blood was still dripping from the corners of his mouth, dripping on the ground and finally seeping into the ground.

It's a pity that Song Qing couldn't be shocked at all, so he threw away his sword and knelt down to carefully pick up Wu Yun.

He walked quickly towards Zhang Que, who had already opened the medicine box in a hurry, and ordered in a low voice,

"Yuan'er, get something to catch her blood. It will take time for the Love Gu to change hands."

I met Fuyin this morning and mentioned this during the conversation.