Madam is a Superstar

"The concubine has not been treated well by her parents, brothers and sisters-in-law since she was a child. They sent her to the palace as a sacrifice.

Five years of indifference showed that they didn’t care whether their concubines lived or died in the harem.

If the concubine leaves the palace this time, at least she will be ignored at home, and at worst she will be homeless and not even allowed to enter the house.

The concubine knows that the two elders have a Bodhisattva heart, so I beg the two elders to talk to the queen and be accommodating and let the concubine continue to live in this palace.

Concubine promises, no, concubine swears, concubine swears, the three of us sisters will never compete with the queen for favor. "

Qi Changzai burst into tears as he spoke, and when he said this, he even raised his fingers and swore to the sky,

When the other two concubines saw this, they swore, and the last three even held hands and knelt down towards the two elders.

"Yes, yes, please speak to the Queen and give me a way out."

"Children, get up quickly, get up quickly, let's go talk to the girl, get up quickly,

How can we bear your kneeling? It’s so cold and the ground is so cold that our knees can’t stand it. "

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song have lived most of their lives in the 23rd century. Apart from remembering to burn incense and worship Buddha during the New Year, they have never seen this battle.

They were already embarrassed by the sudden arrival of the three concubines, but the kneeling of the three concubines made the two elders panic even more.

He hurriedly bent down, and while agreeing, he comforted and reached out to help the three crying children up.

The three of them didn't really want to kneel down. Grandpa Song and Grandma Song persuaded them to borrow the donkey down the slope and were about to stand up.

"If the three sisters have something to say, they can't tell it to me in person. Instead, they have to go to my grandparents and embarrass the two old people?

Those who know think that I am not out in Fengming Palace, and those who don’t know think that I am vicious and domineering in daily life.

As a result, the three younger sisters didn't dare to come to the house, so they had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and trouble the two old men. "

The cold voice was obviously so careless and lazy, but when Qi Changzai heard it, the three of them felt a chill running down their spines.

The body that was trying to stand up just froze, maintaining a half-squatting and half-rising posture.

"Girl."

Grandma Song was relieved to see her granddaughter. The old man really didn't have so many twists and turns.

Even though he called his granddaughter, he didn't let go of Qi Changzai's hand to lift him up. He quietly winked at Song Qing and said,

This meant that his granddaughter should quickly speak up and let the three children get up. Grandpa Song kept the rules here in mind.

He wanted to help the child up with his wife, but he didn't dare to step forward. He stood by and looked a little at a loss.

"Girl, why are you here? It's still snowing outside the house, isn't it cold all the way?"

He looked at his granddaughter and opened his mouth to ask such a caring question dryly.

Just because the two elders are like this,

Song Qing became more and more disgusted with what Qi Changzai and the three of them thought they were doing. She was afraid of scaring her grandparents, so she softened her tone and put on a smile.

"It's not cold. I came here with an umbrella. Grandpa and grandma, you and Yuan'er go inside to rest first and bake me a sweet potato. I'm greedy."

Yuan'er immediately stepped forward with a wink, handed the umbrella she had opened in a hurry to the little eunuch behind her, and stepped forward to help Grandma Song up.

"Grandpa, grandma, you and your servants go in and bake sweet potatoes for your Majesty. Your Majesty has been talking about roasted sweet potatoes all day long."

Grandma Song saw the snow falling on her granddaughter's cloak with sharp eyes, and understood that her granddaughter was worried and rushed here because she heard what happened here.

Thinking that my granddaughter was still pregnant with the child, I felt distressed and guilty. Not only did she no longer insist on letting Yuan'er help her up,

He even walked over and grabbed his wife, who wanted to say something, and walked into the house together.

The figures of the two elders and Yuan'er disappeared around the corner, and Song Qing's calm face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.

Jumping over Qi Changzai, the three of them walked towards the main seat and sat down. His sharp eyes fell on the three of them and their red lips slightly opened.

"I am here. If the three sisters have anything to say, you can tell me face to face."

The huge hall of the priest's hall was as silent as cicadas, as if the movement of snow falling outside became clear at this moment.

Song Qing narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the woman in a crimson peach blossom jacket and skirt, who was the leader of the three, "Qi Chang is here, you come first."

…

outside the palace,

The whole afternoon was spent listening to the play. When Nangong Haitang and Wu Jing came out of the theater, the ten-mile long street was brightly lit.

The two stubbles at the corners of Nangong Haitang's mouth had been torn off. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tall Wu Jing beside him.

I don’t know why I felt a little uncomfortable, so I coughed and stammered,

"Ahem, what's that? I owe you a favor today. I will invite you to a restaurant for dinner when I have time someday."

She, Nangong Haitang, is not a ungrateful person. Regardless of whether Wu Jing happened to show up and asked her to go down the slope and get rid of Sister Rouyin.

It was still done intentionally, but after all, it would be nice to say thank you for helping her.

"Princess, do you really mean what you said?"

Wu Jing looked suspicious, took the oil-paper umbrella handed by his bodyguard, opened it, and held it for Nangong Haitang to block the cold drifting snow.

Nangong Haitang didn't like hearing this anymore. He put his hands on his hips and raised his head angrily to look at Wu Jing.

"Of course, seriously, does this princess look like someone who can't even afford to treat her to a meal?!"

It's ridiculous that the men's attire always sticks out their chests, but there's no way Wu Jing is so much taller than her.

Her head only reached his chest, and she couldn't even see his face without raising his head, let alone look at him head-on.

Such an angle between the two of them would not be out of place for Wu Jing. After all, the youngest girl in the family is almost this tall, so Wen Sheng said,

"Let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow happens to be my birthday. My family is far away from Yucheng and it is difficult to go back. I have no relatives or friends in Beijing.

In previous years, I would eat a bowl of noodles alone in a noodle shop, but this year I caught up with the princess and asked for a treat. I wonder if the princess would like it? "

Just having a bowl of noodles at a noodle shop for your birthday once a year? Nangong Haitang twisted his eyebrows, and when he looked at Wu Jing, his eyes became a little more sympathetic.

"Okay, you decide the place. You can order whatever you want to eat, and I will pay for it."

I'm just asking you to have a meal. Although this guy looks like he can eat a lot, but no matter how much one person can eat, he can only eat a table of food.

How could she, a majestic princess of a country, be deprived of food by a reckless man?

Nangong Haitang's eyes were rolling, thinking about these little thoughts, and thought that she hid it very well and no one noticed her absent-mindedness.

How could Wu Jing really ask Nangong Haitang to pay for it? It was just an excuse. "How about Yang's Restaurant tomorrow at Youshi?"

"OK!"

Nangong Haitang's eyes lit up and she nodded directly. She knew that the food and drinks at Yang's Restaurant were not that expensive after going there once.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed a bit timid. She was just fine before and now she was scolded by the emperor's brother just now.

If she was allowed to spend money as lavishly as before, she would really feel a little guilty.

Nangong Haitang thought he had taken advantage and secretly rejoiced, which made Wu Jing laugh dumbly, "It's a deal."

Nangong Haitang was stingy and stingy, but she felt guilty. She couldn't let go of her arrogance as a princess, so she nodded, "Uh-huh."