Madam is a Superstar

"Thank you, Queen."

Yue Man took the Feng Chai and didn't loosen her grip on the Feng Chai until she watched Su Zhou and Li Xue send Song Qing away.

She knew that from now on, this phoenix hairpin would be a guard of honor for her to live more relaxedly in the house.

The simple and unpretentious carriage slowly drove away from the back door of Su Mansion under the watch of the entire Su family.

Heading towards the East Street Flower Market, although the chance of finding turbid air again is very small,

However, since we are already outside the palace, it doesn't hurt to drop by and take a look, hoping to get lucky.

inside the carriage,

Song Qing thought it was almost time, so he took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, opened it and looked at the brand carefully.

Yuan'er also boldly came over to take a look curiously. The more she looked, the more surprised she felt.

"Mother, what are these small characters engraved on the sign? Why do they look so similar to the talisman you just drew?

Is this sign made of iron? Why do you think the iron is black but still red? It couldn't be blood, could it? "

At the end of the story, the little girl didn't know what was going on in her mind. She poked her arm through her cotton-padded jacket and felt a tremor all over her body, which frightened herself.

"Not blood."

Song Qing rubbed the brand with her fingertips. If she read correctly, the piece in her hand should be Black Iron.

There is a batch of long swords, bows, arrows and daggers forged from black iron in the treasury, which were used by the Dayuan emperors in the past dynasties.

Nangong Yu's black iron long sword is now hanging in the emperor's palace. It is as sharp as clay.

But it’s very heavy. Ordinary people without any internal strength really can’t lift it.

Including that bow and arrow, the late emperor indulged in beauty and pleasure and suffered huge losses in his later years.

During an autumn hunting trip, I couldn't draw the bow at all. It was conceivable that the scene was called the scene of a large-scale social death of an emperor.

Yuan'er had never observed the Emperor's Black Iron Sword up close, so he didn't know the secrets involved. He sighed with relief and patted his chest.

"It's not blood, that's good, that's good."

And after the carriage drove away,

In the Su family's backyard, Su Zhou's tense nerves relaxed. He turned around and cast his sharp eyes on several concubines.

The four concubines were startled by their master's look. They were different from Mrs. Su.

Her mother's family has no power and power, and she doesn't know much about herself. When a married woman is married, she can only regard her husband as her top priority. They looked at each other and came to Su Zhou,

"Master, what's wrong with you? Is there anything inappropriate about my concubines in front of the Queen?"

The second aunt, Mrs. Liu, carefully leaned over and took Su Zhou's arm, lowering her eyebrows and saying,

Su Zhou was a typical male chauvinist, and Liu's submissive attitude made him feel a lot less angry.

She didn't brush away Mrs. Liu's hand, but spoke in a deep voice without losing the anger on her face,

"Send someone to call Madam to the study to see me. You will be in charge of all matters in the house during these days. Yue Man will lose face in front of the Queen.

All of you, please pay attention to me. I will not pursue the past, and in the future, you must not deprive her of the items in the yard and what she deserves.

Otherwise, if she goes to complain to you in front of the Queen, don’t blame me for divorcing you one by one and putting an end to your relationship! "

Su Zhou's voice was so loud that everyone in the Su Mansion could hear it clearly.

Mrs. Liu was happy in her heart but did not show it on her face. She responded with a warm voice.

Su Zhou waved his sleeves and left under the greetings from everyone in the house, and went to the study first with a sullen face.

As I walked around the corner of the corridor, I suddenly remembered something. My steps froze and my whole body stopped. Then I stretched out my hand and slapped my head fiercely.

"I'm going down to my official position. The priest is now the queen. I should call myself a minister. Why can't I change my mind? What's in this head is bullshit!"

There are many Amitabha gods and goddesses, including the Queen, but please don’t argue with me, a villain, and don’t mention it to the emperor, Amitabha Amitabha! "

Let’s talk about this side,

The carriage Song Qing is riding in now was originally prepared for the convenience of leaving the palace.

When they were about to reach their destination, both the master and the servant were out of their original attire and palace maid's clothes.

She put on ordinary people's clothes and took off many gold and silver jewelry from her bun.

The carriage drove into Huachang Alley. Before it completely stopped, a burst of noise came from outside the carriage curtain.

"Get him! Get him!"

"Catch him for whatever reason. Beat this monster to death. Even if a beggar is beaten to death, the government will not pursue him!"

"Brother Ye is right. What are you still looking at? Have you fed all the food that I usually feed you into the dog's belly?"

Come on together, isn't this monster a little stronger? I still don't believe that I can't kill this vile thing today! "

The sound of hooting was drowned out by each other, and each one became more and more unbearable. In addition, there was a huge noise caused by something overturning and colliding with the ground.

"Master, we are here."

Emperor Ying's hoarse deep voice sounded, and his hawk-like eyes fell on the little beggar not far away who was surrounded by more than a dozen servants.

After hearing the words of their respective young masters, the servants rushed up with wooden sticks in hand and swung it at the little beggar's head.

The people watching around couldn't bear it and were helpless. They all closed their eyes and could already imagine the little beggar's bloody appearance.

"Emperor Shadow..."

When Song Qing happened to lift the curtain of the carriage and frowned to let Di Ying take action, he saw the rags.

A little beggar with a dirty face that made it difficult to distinguish between male and female raised his hands to catch the dozen wooden sticks.

Look at the expression on that little face, it looks like it's effortless and relaxed.

"hiss."

Yuan'er poked her head out of the carriage one step late, took a sudden breath, then looked at the little beggar's face and said in surprise,

"Master, look at that little beggar! Is he the same one we met on West Street last time, the one who gave us a few big buns?"

She said that she felt familiar at first sight.

Song Qing Jing Yuan'er was reminded of this, mainly due to those meat buns with thick skin and small fillings.

Seeing that the servants, under the instigation of several dandy brothers, wanted to attack the little beggar again,

He reached out and patted Di Ying's shoulder to signal him to stop him, without forgetting to say a few words of advice,

"Keep a low profile, pay attention to your moves, don't kill people and don't expose yourself too much."

Di Ying's attacks are basically one-shot killing moves, so it's always a good idea to pay attention to those around him.

Emperor Ying nodded respectfully and handed the reins of the horse to Yuan'er, and soon he reached the little beggar's side.

From a certain distance, I couldn't see clearly how Di Ying made his move, but after hearing a crackling sound,

The originally noisy scene suddenly became eerily quiet. When Song Qing and Yuan'er were about to arrive,

I saw servants flying out from the circle surrounded by people, with frightened and begging for mercy.

"Ouch! It killed me."

"It hurts, it hurts, my waist!"

"Hero, please forgive me!...Ah!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves that resounded through the sky.

‘Mom, my butt has blossomed now! ’

The servant who was so good at death, shouting that his buttocks were blossoming, fell at Song Qing's feet.

Song Qing closed her eyes to avoid having her eardrums shattered by the tenor voice. When she opened her eyes, she silently glanced at this person's buttocks.

She didn't know whether it would bloom or not. If she didn't get up quickly, she would definitely get kicked again.