Madam is a Superstar

Miaoshui turned his head and did the same as Song Qing just now, looked at the top of the bed curtain, shook his head and let out a long sigh.

"It's my old lady's fault."

Song Qing was quite surprised. After all, her impression of the master was never wrong. The only one who was wrong was her disciple.

Just as he was about to say something to comfort the old lady, he heard Miao Shui faintly say the next sentence:

"My teacher never expected that the disciple who worked so hard to train him would be so ignorant and incompetent. Oh, what a sin."

After saying this, he ignored Song Qing and jumped over to Song Qing to ask Grandma Song who was sleeping outside the bed.

"Old sister, I remember that the children over there have to have nine years of compulsory education, right? How did my disciple learn it back then?"

Speaking of this, Grandma Song felt happy in her heart, "It's not bad, she got first place in every test, got many certificates and won many scholarships..."

The two elders found a topic to talk about again. Song Qing was lying in the middle and wanted to mention to the old woman that she had killed Yun Mei in the dungeon.

After looking at grandma's kind and kind face under the candlelight, I realized that I was not thinking carefully.

He simply changed his mind, and when the two elders were almost done talking, he turned his face completely towards the little old lady.

"Oh Yaoshou, you damn kid, why are you so close to me all of a sudden?"

Miaoshui was startled. He stretched out his hand and patted his chest and gave his apprentice a rude look. This damn kid didn't know that scaring people would scare them to death.

"Master, look carefully at my face. Is it clean?"

In order not to worry my grandma who was sleeping next to me, I asked her if she had any unsolved sins.

Song Qing wondered if she had changed it to clean. She believed that Master could understand what she wanted to ask.

"I didn't wash my face or why..."

Miaoshui stopped mid-sentence and saw his disciple's serious expression. When he understood, he stopped joking.

He narrowed his shrewd eyes and took a closer look. After a while he looked away and nodded.

"It's okay. I hope I don't have nightmares tonight. I'll have to take more showers in the future. I'm going to be a mother."

We should think twice before doing anything. It is best not to do these things again. After all, we are different from others. "

Song Qing calmed down and subconsciously reached out to protect her now slightly bulging belly.

"Um."

Grandma Song couldn't tell that her granddaughter and the girl from Miaoshui were playing riddles, but she didn't ask any more questions and just tucked her granddaughter into bed.

The night is getting deeper,

The three of them talked for a while and gradually fell asleep.

…

The next day,

Song Qing accompanied the three old people to tidy up the priest's hall. The Queen Mother also brought Nanny Rong over early to join in the fun.

Nangong Yu came over with the emperor's guard of honor, and the whole family had lunch together.

There were only a few people in Nangong Yu. After lunch and sitting for a while, someone came to report to the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance to ask for an audience in the imperial study.

Song Qing stayed until sunset, then returned to Fengming Palace amidst the urging of the four old men.

On the way, he met Fuyin, who was dressed in the attire of an imperial physician.

Fuyin seemed to be specially waiting for her on this only road, and had been waiting for a long time.

"I see you, the Queen."

Fuyin's figure was slender and straight, and his face was three points more beautiful than that of a woman's.

But she didn't appear feminine, making her feel less masculine. At this moment, she bent down and bowed to Song Qing in a decent manner.

"There are no outsiders around, so the host doesn't need to be so polite."

Song Qing raised his hand to help Yin and said it kindly. Although he didn't know what Huo Benefactor promised to support Yin,

Fuyin was willing to enter the palace and live in the Imperial Hospital to fully assist Imperial Physician Hua, but in the matter of witchcraft and Gu, they were always the ones asking for help.

Fuyin stood up and smiled, "Thank you, Queen, the gift must not be discarded."

The two of them were currently on a path, with an ornamental bamboo forest planted on the right.

However, the bamboo leaves have withered and fallen to the ground, leaving only the bare bamboos standing next to each other.

Perhaps because the palace officials thought it was unsightly, the bamboo branches were now hung with strings of beautifully woven knots.

Although it is said to be a path, it does not seem narrow, but it is not a place to talk.

At the end of the walk to the left is an octagonal pavilion in the center of the lotus pond. Although the lotus flowers have faded,

But when people sit in the pavilion, they can take in the beautiful autumn scenery all around.

"If you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

Since someone from the palace was there, it was okay for the two of them to sit down and talk.

After all, whether it is the palace servants who are following in the open, or the emperor's shadow who is following and protecting in the dark,

These are all Nangong Yu's people, and they are not afraid of being seen by others and used to make disputes in the palace.

Create some bloody misunderstandings between her and Nangong Yu, and then stage a story of sadistic love.

"Since your Majesty said this, I will not beat around the bush. I will tell you the truth. I was poisoned by a villain three years ago.

This poison is said to have no cure. I have been asking around and searching for famous doctors all over the world in the past few years, but they have not been able to cure it.

The only way to relieve the toxicity is by administering poisonous blood once a month and taking medicinal baths. Half a month ago, I accidentally inquired about the Queen’s Palace.

There was once a concubine who, like me, was poisoned by a poison called no cure. In the end, the old priest used the silver needle technique to detoxify the poison. "

At this point, Fuyin didn't say any more, but what he wanted was clear enough.

Song Qing never expected that Fuyin would be asking for this. The tips of her finely trimmed eyebrows were slightly raised.

Looking at Fuyin sitting opposite, there was already a smile on his stunning face.

"Didn't the original poster continue to inquire about this matter?"

Just as Fuyin said, there was indeed a concubine of the late emperor who was poisoned by this poison called Wujie in the harem.

This person was none other than Concubine Hui, the biological mother of Third Prince Nangongze. It was the master who gave Concubine Hui acupuncture to force the poison out of her body.

However, after acupuncture, an antidote must be prepared to eradicate the remaining poison in the poisoned person's body.

And this antidote was prepared by her, which is not something worth bragging about.

But for her, who had been crushed by the little old lady in all aspects at that time, this is something that she still mentions.

You can still be there and feel the joy and joy of that moment.

pity,

Fuyin couldn't inquire into such depth, so he couldn't understand Song Qing's mood at the moment.

"What do you mean by what your Majesty said...?"

Song Qing suppressed the smile that floated to the bottom of her eyes. Her good mood did not let people who were eager to detoxify.

Worrying that the poison could not cure the reason of raising the heart, I gave Fuyin a reassuring smile,

"I will explain this matter to Master. You don't need to worry. Just wait until I have someone bring the good news to the Imperial Hospital."

Although she could easily detoxify Fuyin's body, she couldn't resist the fact that she was a little too close to the black recently.

She always wanted to make Fuyin feel that she had spent a lot of time talking to her master, so that Fuyin could work harder on the art of witchcraft.

"I have something to discuss with the host."

Song Qing didn't give Fuyin a chance to think deeply. Under Fuyin's puzzled gaze, he talked about the plan he had just made this morning.

“I wonder if the owner’s Fengyue Building needs a partner?”