Madam is a Superstar

Nangong Yu was indeed very happy, but no one found out.

In the early morning of the next day, the morning light was faint,

A carriage stopped at the gate of the imperial palace. The coachman just pulled the reins tightly when the carriage curtain behind him was lifted by a pair of slender hands.

Dressed in a manzhushahualuo dress, her flamboyant figure caught people's eyes. Song Qingmo's hair reached her waist,

Leaping off the carriage neatly, looking at the empty palace gate, the heart that was full of anticipation was also empty,

"Master is too lazy to come to pick me up. Why didn't Nangong Yu come to pick me up? Has no one missed me since we haven't seen each other for two years?"

The voice is lazy, with three points of melancholy, and the remaining seven points are careless.

Whether it is long or short, the two years have not changed much. I can only say that compared with Xiao Songqing when she was young,

The current Song Qing is getting more and more like a big stick, her whole body is cold,

Talking and laughing with others is full of pity beyond the world and alienation that seems to be nothing.

"I have seen you!" The guards at the gate of the palace saluted Song Qing in unison.

Song Qing's delicate red lips were drawn up, and the wide sleeves of the red robe embroidered with lifelike manzhushuahua were lightly lifted, "No need."

He walked into the palace alone without stopping, without looking back from the beginning to the end,

He also didn't find the tall and imposing figure of a man standing on the thick city wall of the palace gate,

Those deep phoenix eyes that could not distinguish between emotions and anger followed the wanton red robe before she opened her lips,

"There is no need to say much about what happened alone today."

The guards in charge of the heights on both sides nodded, and responded respectfully, "Yes, Prince."

Although they are a royal army, they are not stupid. Although the crown prince is the emperor who wants the crown prince to be the target of the prince's quest for the throne,

But after so many years, the prince is still able to sit firmly in the position of the prince without being shaken,

And every time he got into a dangerous situation, he was able to turn the danger out. Even the problems that the emperor had posed to the prince over the past few years,

The prince resolved them one by one. Although the current prince is still not in the eyes of the emperor,

But they were guarding the gate of the palace, and the ministers who came and went every day could clearly hear the evaluation of the prince.

So many ministers praised the prince very much, even if it is not the prince who ascends to the throne in the future, the prince is definitely not something in the pool.

Let's talk about this compartment,

Song Qing went all the way back to the priest's hall, just happened to bump into Sima Zhen who was about to go out,

After so many years, the two are still not familiar with each other. Out of etiquette, Song Qing said hello in a regular voice,

"Uncle."

Sima Zhen nodded, and glanced past Song Qing's face and the increasingly coquettish tear mole at the end of his eyes, "I'm back, sister just fell asleep."

Master just fell asleep?

Due to the fear of being dominated by Miaoshui when she was a child, Song Qing retracted her feet wisely so as not to wake up Master and would be yelled at when she came back from sleep.

Looking at the ancient book handed down by the priests of Dayuan in the hands of Sima Zhen, he raised his eyebrows,

"Master uncle has worked hard to study the art of Taoism, why did you give me the position of the next priest two years ago?"

yes,

It was Rang, otherwise she would be far inferior to her uncle in terms of talent in being a magic stick.

Sima Zhen seemingly unintentionally put the ancient book behind his back, and a gust of hot summer wind blew up the sleeves of his bamboo-green robe,

"My sister and I are only ten years apart. I am not too young when my sister resigns as a priest. It is unnecessary to take over as a priest.

You are different from us, you are still young, so it is more appropriate for you to take over the position of priest. "

Song Qing didn't ask any more questions. After all, she couldn't think of anything other than this reason, so she smiled and said,

"So that's it. You are busy, uncle. I'll go to the imperial dining room to see if there's anything to eat, so I won't disturb Master's rest."

Sima Zhen lifted his feet and left without saying anything more about caring for his nephew.

The bamboo green robe is slender and thin with a straight back. Looking at such a back view, it is easy to think of a bamboo forest growing straight up under the scorching sun.

Song Qing clicked her tongue, her master uncle is really colder than anyone else and harder to get close to.

For so many years, except for the master, I have never seen my uncle get close to anyone with a pleasant smile.

Song Qing didn't go to the imperial dining room,

Instead, he took a detour to the Queen's Fengming Palace. If possible, he wanted to turn around and run out of the palace to the Prince's mansion.

But it's not suitable, for one thing, no matter how much she tried to catch up with brother A Yu who was chasing her all these years,

People are hot and cold, neither cold nor cold, so I can't believe it. Secondly, both of them have grown up. Men and women have different identities.

But it's still okay to go to the empress's place, inquire about news and have a meal or something.

"Rong Yi, hurry up and see if Xiao Qingqing is back, and you too, Ayu, since you want to enter the palace, can't you wait at the gate of the palace?

It's not like you don't know that Xiao Qingqing is coming back today. You haven't missed her in two years, have you? "

Song Dai's scolding voice could be heard from a distance, Song Qing couldn't help but stop,

On the one hand, the sweetheart she has been thinking about is here, and on the other hand, she wants to hear what her elder brother A Yu will say.

In the courtyard of Fengming Palace,

Nangong Yu easily caught the familiar footsteps outside the palace gate, thinking of sneaking into the Prince's mansion from time to time in the past two years,

Afterwards, the pretty woman who left a note saying that the guards in the prince's mansion were too bad, curled her lips and smiled,

"fine."

In his spare time, he would also go to Xiuyuan Temple to visit her, and would often stay beside her who was sleeping soundly until dawn before coming back.

Song Dai's voice of hating iron and steel came out again, and it happened that Rong Yi also came out with the palace servants at this time,

Seeing the surprised look on Song Qing's face, she turned her head and shouted into the palace,

"Your Majesty, Miss Song Qing is back!"

Don't look at Rong Yi's normal behavior as a servant in front of others, but in reality she is a violent aunt.

"Aunt Rongyi."

Song Qing put away the point on the tip of her heart because of the disappointment of Nangong Yu's luck, and said to Rong Yi with a bright smile.

"Hey!"

Rong Yi was very happy, she took Song Qing's hand and kept boasting, "Miss Song Qing has become more beautiful again, it's really a girl who has become more and more beautiful at the age of 18!"

Song Dai and Nangong Yuneng came out of Lenggong because of Miaoshui's help, Song Qing is Miaoshui's apprentice,

Of course Rong Yi would give her a good face, and over the years, whenever Song Qing had time, she would run to Fengming Palace and follow Nangong Yu's ass,

Every time I came to my mouth, I would call out Aunt Rongyi, and Rongyi liked it very much.

"Our little Qingqing is back! Come on, come on and let Ben Gong hug me, is she getting thinner again?"

Song Dai couldn't care about her son when she heard Rong Yi's words, she came out and hugged Song Qing with a smile on her face, she liked it very much.

It is true that she wanted a daughter from the very beginning, it would be great if a daughter is caring and can live a peaceful life without the struggle for the throne.

But it happened to be a son, no, that year I heard that the priest picked up a female doll from the snow,

Ignoring the cold weather, I took my son out of the cold palace and rushed to the priest's hall to have a look.

Huan Baba let the child follow his surname, and secretly wanted to have a daughter.

"I'm not skinny, I'm still fat. Madam Empress, touch my waist carefully, is there a ring of soft flesh?"