Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing was so funny that she turned around and briefly explained, "Just now, did you mind if I took the Third Prince's pulse?

Now it's a cat and a small bamboo stick. Huo Donor, the object of your jealousy is getting more and more outrageous. "

"Meow-"

Without the gentle touch of his master, Wuyun put away his two dark and fluffy paws,

The hen squatted obediently by the window, meowing in agreement to help the owner mock the big pig's hooves.

at the same time,

Outside the wall of the Vermilion Palace on the southernmost side of the palace, a slender and tall figure as bright red as blood almost blends into the night.

As the neat footsteps of the patrolling Imperial Guards got closer and closer, this figure quickly disappeared into the boundless night.

It's still early,

The ten-mile long street is brightly lit with lanterns and colorful decorations, and people on the bustling streets are talking and laughing.

The most talked about thing is that after tonight is New Year's Eve, compared with the solemn palace, the ten-mile long street is like a city that never sleeps.

Yang's Restaurant, Tianzihao Yajian,

"My guest, please come inside. Your friend is here. There is a threshold here. My guest, please be careful where you step."

The waiter's warm welcome came with the sound of pushing the door. Nangong Haitang, who was waiting anxiously, suddenly stood up from his seat and looked.

With their eyes facing each other, Little Twenty lowered his head with a wink. He didn't look at it for too long, bent down, closed the door, and left.

"A Cui, you also go out."

Nangong Haitang's eyes were sore and she spoke out the instructions without looking back. For some reason, she ran out of the house with her mother and concubine in mind to calm down.

But now that I saw this reckless man, I couldn't help but feel aggrieved coming out.

"Ah, ah?"

Cui'er was shocked. She looked at her princess and then at the martial arts scholar, thinking about what the male and female guards were thinking and why she felt it was inappropriate for her to go out.

"Master, Master, why don't you, slave, please stay? I turned around, covered my ears, closed my eyes, and promised not to see or hear anything."

Princesses have a bad reputation among the people for being arrogant. Although they are now dressed as men,

But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. If someone recognizes them or follows them and observes them in the dark,

Let them see him outside the door, leaving the princess and the martial arts scholar alone in the same room. How could it be possible?

"If I tell you to go out, just go out. Why are you talking so much!"

Nangong Haitang was aggrieved and chased away people with red eyes. Cui'er trembled in fright.

Just as he was about to follow his words and go out, he saw the martial arts scholar shaking his head at him and taking back the step he took.

Frightened and raised to her throat, her heart fell back into her stomach. She secretly squeezed her hands under the sleeves of her cotton-padded jacket and made up her mind.

The princess yelled at her and she couldn't think of going out again. Although the princess was arrogant by nature, she was not domineering.

She didn't beat or scold her like other mistresses, she was so unsteady just now, okay, okay...

I want to think back,

Cui'er didn't forget to silently turn around, close her eyes and cover her ears, thinking that she was still here.

The princess and the martial arts scholar will definitely not do anything too out of line, and their hearts will feel more at ease.

In fact,

Even if Cui Er goes out, the two of them will not do anything that goes beyond the rules. Wu Jing is really happy for Nangong Haitang.

If you really like someone from the bottom of your heart, how can you do something that will disgrace your sweetheart's reputation?

"Why did you come just now?"

Of course, Nangong Haitang saw the looks in Wu Jing and Cui'er's eyes and realized that the impulsive order he just gave was indeed inappropriate.

She no longer insisted on letting Cui'er go out, but picked up the folding fan that was put down on the table and patted Wu Jing's arm.

Thinking that it was because of this martial artist that he was having trouble with his mother and concubine, he slapped him three times angrily.

Wu Jing was a martial arts practitioner, and it goes without saying that Kong Wu was powerful. The few slaps Nangong Haitang gave him with the folding fan were no different from scratching an itch.

Walking forward, he bent down, picked up the teapot, added tea to the teacup, and brought it to Nangong Haitang.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. There are a lot of things going on in the barracks today, which has delayed us for a while. Let's have a cup of tea to calm down."

When Nangong Haitang took it, Wu Jing took out a pear wood box from his arms and handed it over.

Under Nangong Haitang's confused gaze, he explained, "I was doing errands on West Street a few days ago and saw an old lady selling green wood hairpins.

Seeing that one of them was suitable for the princess, I bought it. I always wanted to give it to the princess but always forgot to take it in the barracks.

I thought of it today and brought it over by the way. It wasn't something valuable and the princess didn't mind it. "

While Wu Jing was talking, Nangong Haitang had already taken the wooden box and opened it.

Inside the wooden box is a green wood hairpin with a lifelike begonia flower carved on the top.

Although it is not a valuable item, it is extremely pleasing to the eye. Compared with gold and silver jewelry, it is a different kind of beauty.

Especially the begonia flowers on the hairpin, you can see how much care the carver put into it.

"Hmph! Don't think that you can bribe me by giving me a hairpin."

Nangong Haitang raised her chin arrogantly, as if she was very dissatisfied with being a good person after getting an advantage.

While holding the crabapple flower hairpin in his hand, he couldn't put it down and played with it, his love for it was beyond words.

"As long as you like it."

Wu Jing already smiled, sat down and poured himself a cup of scented tea, without betraying the girl's pretentiousness.

"Tsk."

Nangong Haitang clicked her tongue when she saw Wu Jing, and sat down before letting him sit down. This reckless man was really becoming more and more insignificant.

But he didn't care about such insignificant things. After seeing Wu Jing finish his second cup of tea, he knocked on the table and talked about business.

"Hey, do you know that your son had a quarrel with his mother today?"

There was such a commotion at home because of him that the emperor's brother and his wife took refuge in the palace. This man still had the nerve to sit here and drink tea with peace of mind.

Wu Jing held the tea cup and paused. He thought it was the little girl who deliberately made things difficult for him with her arrogant temper.

That's why I was so anxious for him to come. I never thought that there would be such a thing and subconsciously asked,

"Why?"

Nangong Haitang rolled her eyes at Wu Jing, put the green wood hairpin back into the pear wood box and put it away.

After roughly explaining the cause and effect, Wu Jing knocked on the table again, looking at Wu Jing who was still speechless.

"Hey, tell me, what if my Fifth Emperor brother really listens to my mother's words when he comes to the palace this time, and asks the First Emperor brother for a marriage decree to marry me to you?"

What do you do, not how.

Perhaps Nangong Haitang didn't notice. When Wu Jing asked this question, she unconsciously held her breath because of nervousness.

"Won't."

Wu Jing also looked at Nangong Haitang, his resolute face showed a confident determination.

Looking at Cui'er who was standing in the corner with her back to them still covering her ears, she raised her big palm to stroke Nangong Haitang's hair for the first time.

"Your Majesty and I have an agreement that we will not marry you to anyone else until at least the Great Cold Day next year."

Nangong Haitang was startled by Wu Jing's sudden movement, but his attention was quickly diverted by this sentence, and he frowned suspiciously.

"Brother, the eldest emperor, have an agreement with you?"

It's not that she looks down on Wu Jing, she knows that both the eldest and the emperor's brothers value Wu Jing's talents.

But no matter how much he values ​​Wu Jing, he is just a small bachelor. How can he make an agreement with the great emperor brother of the Ninth Five-Year Plan?