Madam is a Superstar

Nangong Haitang's voice was really abrupt in the slightly quiet Taiyuan Hospital at the moment.

All eyes were looking at the door. Song Qing was waiting for Dr. Hua to come over with the medicinal materials.

I had nothing to do and decided to see what kind of drama this spoiled princess would perform today.

"Mr. Wen, is Dr. Wen here?!"

The one who rushed in was the little eunuch who was scolded by Nangong Haitang. He was really anxious and angry.

He didn't notice anything wrong, nor did he see Song Qing standing in the corner.

When he saw Imperial Physician Wen in the crowd, his eyes lit up, and he quickly waved and pulled him out.

"Hey, Imperial Physician Wen, and everyone else, please stop being so impatient and go to the door with your servants to show the princess.

The princess sprained her foot when she walked to your hospital. Please tell me why the road to your hospital is so slippery. "

"Pfft."

Yuan'er couldn't help but laugh secretly, and Song Qing also raised the corners of her mouth without any trace.

It's not that I'm gloating about my misfortune, it's actually the little eunuch's crosstalk-like tone that's funny.

Originally, the eunuch's voice was thinner than that of ordinary men.

If he talks in that tone again, those who don't know better may think he is singing in an opera.

Perhaps no one else noticed the laughter between the two of them, but Fuyin, whose eyes were still in the direction of Song Qing, noticed it and raised his eyebrows.

Fuyin's gaze was not concealed. Song Qing thought it was not difficult to find out. Just as he was about to look over, Imperial Physician Hua came back from the backyard with five-flower root.

"Empress."

Doctor Hua is very careful. The five-flower root in the medicine bag has been cut and can be boiled directly.

"sorry to bother you."

Song Qing was very satisfied and had no intention of staying longer to watch the Nangong Haitang show.

He said politely, and then slightly raised his chin towards Yuan'er to indicate that he had taken the remaining packages of medicinal materials and prepared to leave.

Unfortunately, things did not go as smoothly as expected. When the master and servant crossed the threshold,

By coincidence, Nangong Haitang also limped here with the support of her personal maid.

Behind him were a group of noisy imperial doctors led by Imperial Physician Wen. The scene was quite spectacular.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Although Song Qing and Nangong Haitang are not enemies,

But the relationship is really not that good. After all, I have been too well protected since I was a child and I am eighteen years old.

Nangong Haitang was so embarrassed that she bumped into someone she had always hated. Nangong Haitang was already dying of shame and anger.

I wanted to pretend that I didn't see it and hide away as if it didn't happen today, but I didn't know that as soon as I lowered my head,

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yuan'er's smile that he couldn't quite put away.

At that moment, I was so angry that I even forgot what the emperor's sister-in-law had told me yesterday about the order of seniority and seniority, and shouted angrily,

"Stop for me, princess!"

This angry sound was more lethal than the one just now.

In an instant, the entire Imperial Hospital was silent. Yuan'er, who was about to salute the princess,

He was also shocked by the sudden sound, and he didn't know whether this ceremony was OK or not.

The little girl hadn't realized yet that Nangong Haitang was scolding them, but Song Qing was not.

He took back the foot that had already stepped out of the threshold and looked at the furious Nangong Haitang with a calm expression.

"Is something wrong, princess?"

Such a lukewarm attitude fell into the eyes of Nangong Haitang, who was now furious. It was another form of ridicule in disguise.

In particular, Song Qing's appearance and whole person give people a very aggressive visual impression.

When the expression is relaxed, it also seems to give people a feeling of arrogance and irritability, which is commonly known as bad face syndrome.

Facing such a face, one can imagine the fire burning in Nangong Haitang's heart.

"Song Qing!"

Forgetting that his sprained foot was just right, he pushed away the personal maid who was carefully supporting his hand.

If you pounce on Song Qing, a thorn in your side, you can imagine the result.

Nangong Haitang's center of gravity was unsteady, and he was looking at people in awe as he was about to face Song Qing, the great emperor's sister-in-law, to wish him a happy life.

"No princess! You can't move your feet so much!"

"The Queen..."

Song Qing reached out and easily grabbed Nangong Haitang's shoulders and pulled her back with a little force.

Suddenly, there were gasps and exclamations, as if the pause button had been pressed.

When the frightened maid came over with a pale face and supported Nangong Haitang again, Nangong Haitang was able to stand firm.

"Princess."

"Princess!"

"Princess, are you okay? Imperial Physician Wen, Imperial Physician Wen! Come over quickly and show our princess another look!"

Xu was really frightened. Nangong Haitang's flower-like face was horribly white at this moment.

The maid suddenly became anxious. If something really happened to the princess, the prince would not skin her when she returned home.

Suddenly her voice sounded like she was crying due to worry. Seeing the maid's reaction, the imperial doctors thought,

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they quickly came over to take a look without caring about the scene that just happened.

"Mother, are we still leaving? Do you want to stay too... and have a look?"

Yuan'er had been serving in the priest's hall for a while, and he knew that his mother-in-law and the princess never got along.

In addition, Nangong Haitang almost hurt his wife just now, so this sentence was just a casual question.

Song Qing glanced at Nangong Haitang in the center of the crowd, motionless and dull.

It's obvious that he still can't recover from the aftermath of the disaster, and after all, if he really fell just now,

The skin on that face was most likely broken, not to mention the cold weather and falling on the ground made it more painful.

"No, we are not imperial doctors. This is the imperial hospital and she is a princess. Let's go."

After saying that, he raised his feet and left first. The child was just a little frightened. He just prescribed some medicine to calm down the shock. It was nothing serious.

"promise!"

Yuan'er hurriedly followed. The little eunuch just said that the door of the hospital was slippery. The empress was pregnant now, so she couldn't be careless.

She had to quickly follow her and hold her carefully. As for the princess, there were so many doctors and palace attendants watching her, so it was not her turn to take care of her.

Everyone in Taiyuan Hospital was busy because of Nangong Haitang, but not many people noticed the master and servant who left quietly.

From the beginning to the end, Fuyin stood by and watched the play without having anything to do with him. When the figures of the master and the servant gradually faded away,

Just now he was willing to take a look at Nangong Haitang. A barely visible smile appeared on his handsome face.

He seemed to understand why Emperor Dayuan had so many princesses, but the one in front of him was left alone.

Because of stupidity,

He is full of emotions and emotions, and whatever is on his mind is what he thinks. To put it another way, he is naive, romantic and ignorant of the world.

…

Yuan'er is good at making soup, and is even better at boiling medicine.

After the medicine was boiled, sweet candied fruits were thoughtfully prepared, which made the little rich man next to him feel ashamed.

It's a pity that Song Qing never likes sweet and greasy things, so she picked up the medicine and drank the candied fruit without eating any of it.

"Go and get ready. We will leave the palace later."

Before Yuan'er and Xiao Caizi could be surprised, they immediately added, "Prepare a few more sets of clothes for ordinary people. We have to go out of the palace frequently recently."

I originally thought of looking for turbid energy first, but now it seems that it is more important to go out of the palace to tell people's fortunes and accumulate virtue and do good deeds.

Thinking about Nangong Yu's execution of the nine members of the Zhao family, there was nothing wrong with it. Then he looked at himself, his red lips twitching slightly.

That's all, it can't be compared to the chosen one who carries the destiny of an emperor. Then he can spy on the secrets of heaven and not suffer injustice.