Madam is a Superstar

The bamboo flute in Uncle Master's hand controls the Gu people of Dongchen. Uncle Master will definitely go to the border during this expedition.

The old woman insisted on going to the frontier, probably just to meet her uncle.

Miaoshui was stunned for a moment, then snorted heavily, "Old lady, I'm not doing it all for him.

I have told you that this is the hexagram calculated by my master's observation of the stars last night. This is God's will, and God's will is difficult to control. "

Song Qing: "..."

She regretted so much now why she went to bed so early last night and why she didn't look up at the stars.

"Besides, who told you that Aru disagreed?"

The queen mother's name is Song Dai, and Aru is the character for the queen mother.

Nangong Yu, who had been acting as a human divider between the master and the disciple, stopped playing with the catkins in his palm and looked at Miaoshui.

"I wonder if it would be inconvenient for the old priest to reveal to us the reason why you have to go? She is also worried about your safety."

Miaoshui's sweet mouth murmured, and his eyes wandered over the couple for a while.

Finally he withdrew his eyes and reached back into his colorful coat pocket to dig out some candy.

"The hexagram last night was not only God's will, but also God's secret. The secret must not be revealed. Children should not ask whether it is available or not."

in this way,

Even if he avoids answering, he doesn't want to confess.

Song Qing was just surprised that his mother did not stop the old lady from going to the frontier. When she came to her senses, she heard this mysterious sentence:

The fellow great master knew that this was the most common excuse used by great masters to deal with laymen. She didn't believe a word of the so-called secret.

"Stop talking nonsense..."

"That's fine. I'll send someone to protect you all the way. Be careful when you get to the border."

A restrained and mellow sentence interrupted what Song Qing was about to say. At this moment, Yuan'er came over from the dining room after finishing her work.

"Your Majesty, the meals are all on the table." Yuan'er looked at Miaoshui who was peeling off the candy wrappers again, "Old priest, you can use some more together."

From time to time, a few old people would come to the young couple to have a lively meal together, so Yuan'er dared to ask this question.

"No, no, I didn't come over until I finished eating, old lady."

Miaoshui took the winter melon strips wrapped in sugar into his mouth and waved to Yuan'er with a smile.

Then he spoke to Nangong Yu, and the short and thin figure left Fengming Palace with quick steps.

His footsteps were quicker than those of a young man, as if a man-eating tiger was chasing him behind him.

It's true that her feet are fast, but it's also true that she's afraid that her disciple will catch up and pull her back and talk endlessly in her ears.

Fortunately,

The journey out of Fengming Palace went smoothly.

"Nangong Yu!"

Song Qing wanted to chase him, but the man next to him held her tightly around her waist, unable to move at all.

Moreover, this guy used a mean trick to touch her mute point, which was simply inexplicable and unreasonable.

Song Qing rarely called Nangong Yu's name in front of the palace people, let alone with such anger.

Yuan'er quietly moved her steps and stood aside, a little scared, a little worried and a little curious at the same time. It turned out that the emperor and the empress,

Will they also quarrel?

As if he had expected it, Nangong Yu ignored Song Qing's angry glare, picked him up firmly and walked straight to the dining room.

His steps were steady and strong, and every step he took was afraid of jolting his pregnant wife.

"Don't be upset."

"The old priest has made up his mind to leave. Since the queen mother agreed, she cannot persuade the old priest to change his mind. It is useless to say more.

Rather than letting the old priest sneak out of the palace while we are not paying attention, it would be safer to agree to come down and send someone to escort us all the way. "

These few sentences were so clear and well-founded that no one could refute them. The wild cat with its teeth and claws was swayed instantly.

Song Qing was annoyed that she still had some sense of reason. Indeed, she was brought up by her master and knew a lot about her wife's temperament.

After all, some of the stubbornness in her own temperament was learned from her master. A gust of wind blew against her face in the corridor, making it slightly cool.

The last trace of anger dissipated without a trace, but this did not prevent her from taking revenge for being hit on her dumb hole.

The corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the fragrant food coming closer and closer to the dining hall. With the dumplings in his arms, he didn't dare to move and could only move his mouth.

"Well, I've been convinced by you. I'm not angry anymore. Put me down and I've already eaten."

Just eat it yourself.

Nangong Yu smiled and opened his mouth to coax his wife, "I'm very hungry but have no appetite, but if Qingqing stays with me, I can eat three big bowls."

"Your Majesty, I am a pickled radish, and I am a special cook, right?"

Song Qing rolled her eyes and refused to accept this trick. She still liked to listen to love talk on the couch, and there was no need for such flirtatious talk.

,

The war is about to begin, and the pain of separation is inevitable.

At night, compared with the blue sky and daytime, the ten-mile long street takes on a different bustling scene.

In the lobby of Yang’s Restaurant,

A burly man of about 15,000 years old and with a beard sat there, eating several pieces of beef.

He poured another bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. When he saw the shopkeeper passing by, he stopped and called out,

"Hey, Shopkeeper Tong, did you hear that Dayuan is going to war with that son of a bitch Dongchen, hahahaha!

I heard such good news as soon as I woke up, and finally let me wait for this day! "

The big man had a loud voice. As soon as he said this, all the guests eating and drinking in the lobby looked over.

Immediately there was a table of guests dressed as scholars, who shook their heads before the shopkeeper said,

"What this brother said is wrong. You can scold me for anything, but this son of a bitch can't scold you.

You must know that Dongchen was a small country affiliated with me in the Great Abyss and relied on me to survive. In my opinion, it is most appropriate to call him a white-eyed wolf. "

"Not bad!"

The big man is a rough man, and he usually can't stand the white-faced scholar who claims to be full of scriptures but is actually weak.

But I'm in a good mood tonight, let alone a table full of scholars, even a pig is pleasing to his eyes.

"You don't know. I heard from the seventh uncle of my uncle's family that the emperor had no intention of attacking so early. It was Dongchen's night attack on our army a few days ago that made the emperor Long Yan furious."

Some people are humane,

Immediately many people answered the call,

"What else is going on? Did we win the night attack?!"

"Yes, yes, if you won't win, Dongchen will have nothing new to do with sneak attacks at night. It's so shameless!"

"Win, win!" The person who was the first to talk about the gossip quickly answered, looked around several times and then said mysteriously to everyone,

"I heard that General Cao Mao led his men to capture several of them alive. I don't know if they can get anything out of them through torture."

There was another uproar in the lobby, and one wave of discussion followed another.

Shopkeeper Tong, who was initially stopped by the bearded man, smiled and shook his head helplessly when he saw this.

I glanced at the Tianzihao private room upstairs and thought that what these people said was not something that couldn't be said.

The two noblemen didn't mind what they heard, so they didn't stop following what the guests said.

upstairs,

Sitting next to the window of Tianzi No. 1 private room, Wu Jing glanced at the person who told the gossip a few more times. At this time, the door to the private room opened from the outside.

Wu Jing withdrew his gaze and turned around to look at the visitor, closing the window as he met the visitor's eyes.