Madam is a Superstar

At Yin Shi, it’s late at night and everyone is quiet,

Song Qing, who had been out at night, had already rested when he suddenly heard a gust of late spring breeze passing by.

Song Qing, who had just fallen asleep, moved her eyelids vigilantly, but fell into a deep sleep again the next breath.

Nangong Yu withdrew his fingers from the woman's sleeping point, and sat down beside the bed with an arrogant figure.

Looking at Song Qing's features quietly under the pale moonlight, she said nothing for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but my broad back leaned down and carefully approached the person I thought about day and night.

The handsome and chiselled face was resting on Song Qing's slender shoulders. He closed his eyes to hide the surging emotions, and his voice was hoarse and obscure.

"Song Qing, you don't want me anymore, right?"

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The next day, early morning,

Nangong Yu was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a high position, with hundreds of civil and military officials standing underneath.

At this time, the emperor looked unhappy, but the minister still insisted on persuading,

"Your Majesty, the emperor's heir is the foundation of the country and cannot be delayed again and again..."

"Your Majesty, I thought that the court and the border areas were already stable. It is indeed time to..."

"Back then, the late emperor..."

Listening to them one by one, they are nothing more than persuading the emperor to set foot in the harem as soon as possible, especially those ministers who have daughters in the harem.

One after another they spoke sincerely, as if they had made an appointment.

The person who started this conversation was none other than Prime Minister Zhao Zhengqing, who talked all about Dayuan and the royal blood without mentioning Zhao Wanrou.

Nangong Yu rubbed the mysterious jade finger between his thumbs. Dehong knew how to look at the emperor's face.

Sweep the dust away, step forward at the right time and raise your voice to make a high-pitched sound,

"quiet--!"

The hall suddenly became quiet. After a while, they suddenly heard the emperor sneer, and everyone stopped breathing and lowered their heads, not daring to act rashly.

"The corpses of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border are not yet cold, and the souls of hundreds of people who died under the swords of Dongchen barbarians have not yet rested in peace.

The mountains and rivers were shattered, the courts were in turmoil, and the shame of the city being taken away was still vivid in my mind! My dear friends, please don’t reflect on the mistakes of the royal family back then.

Don't force Dongchen to annihilate the barbarians, take credit and be arrogant, sit back and relax in government affairs, but then raise the issue of the harem's heirs with me, what's your motive? ? "

The emperor had never been so angry,

For a moment, everyone in the court and the public knelt down and worshiped, "Your Majesty, please calm down and I will admit my guilt!"

Let’s talk about shortly after the dispersion of the dynasty,

The minister persuaded the emperor to set foot in the harem. The emperor refused and was furious. The news soon spread throughout the harem.

This was the time when the concubines came to Zhao Wanrou's palace to pay their respects. She was already very angry.

Zhao Wanrou made a seemingly unintentional provocation, and all the concubines rushed to the priest's hall angrily.

"Empress, young masters, no! No!"

"My master went to bed at midnight last night, and he wouldn't wake up until noon at the earliest..."

"Get out of the way, my concubine!"

"Ouch!"

Xiao Caizi and several palace officials did not dare to stop him due to their differences in dignity. The concubine immediately fell to the ground after pushing her.

"Song...!"

"Creak."

The door of the carved room opened, interrupting the curse that one of the hot-tempered concubines was about to say.

The concubines all looked towards the open door with burning eyes.

Song Qing's beautiful and hot face looked sleepy, obviously she hadn't fully woken up yet.

Wearing a snow-white satin robe, she showed off her graceful figure, with three thousand black hair spread freely like a waterfall, and she was lazily leaning against the door frame.

Her beautiful eyes were half-opened and half-closed, looking at them with slightly squinted eyes like a cat that had been woken up. Such eyes were like looking at a group of clowns.

"Master Priest, you are so lucky. The sun has been shining for three hours and you are still sleeping!"

The concubines glared angrily, and the words were squeezed out from their mouths through gritted teeth.

Song Qing's tears rose and she looked at the concubine who was speaking. The master was not happy to be woken up and naturally he would not be too polite.

"No one in the world knows that this priest's schedule is just like that of the night owl, sleeping day and night. Concubine Li is in the prime of her youth. How could she have lost her head?"

"you!"

Li Fei never expected that the priest, who was usually polite to others, would suddenly refute her face like this, and she became furious for a moment.

Zhao Wanrou spoke up to smooth things over, "Okay sister, it's our fault that we came so early to disturb the priest's purity even though he knew he went to bed late."

Then he looked at Song Qing,

"I am here to apologize to you sisters and the priest. It is true that you sisters have heard..."

Zhao Wanrou explained the reasons why the concubines came and why they were so angry. During this period, she kept observing Song Qing's expression.

Song Qing was naturally aware of it and was too lazy to pay attention. Quan pretended not to know. After hearing this, Yao Ye's tears rose deeply and she opened her lips and asked jokingly,

"Listen to what you are saying, ladies and gentlemen, is it because the emperor has this priest in his heart that he is reluctant to set foot in the harem?"

All the concubines were stunned, and one of them quickly responded, "Yes! It's because of you, the priest!"

Song Qing laughed until tears welled up at the end of his eyes. He held the door and laughed until he couldn't straighten his waist. Was it because of her that Nangong Yu didn't set foot in the harem?

joke,

What a big joke!

"priest……"

Zhao Wanrou frowned slightly, her pretty face already showing a bit of displeasure, and the other concubines were so angry that they gritted their teeth and were filled with righteous indignation.

What does the priest mean? You can't deliberately laugh at them in front of them!

"cough."

Song Qing also knew that it was impossible to laugh like this, so she suppressed her laughter and coughed, straightened her expression, looked at the concubines and said,

"My dear ladies, you might as well think back. Since the Emperor ascended the throne, has this priest ever pestered the Emperor as much as before?"

The concubines were all stunned, and they actually thought about it carefully, and it seemed like... indeed, no, and they shook their heads.

very good,

Song Qing's red lips curled up, her tall and slender figure leaning against the door frame stood up straight, she looked at the concubines and spoke openly and frankly,

"This priest has indeed been interested in the emperor for more than ten years. However, after the emperor ascended the throne, I knew that the emperor and his ministers were different, so I gave up my thoughts.

To be honest, my dear mistresses, what this priest wants is a pair of people for life, so my dear mistresses, you can just put your heart back in your stomach.

This priest will never miss the emperor again. Furthermore, I have been chasing after the emperor for more than ten years.

The emperor has never had any affection for this priest. It can be seen that the emperor does not like this.

It's still early and the priest is really sleepy and has no energy to entertain guests. My dear ladies, please go back. "

After saying that, she turned around and stepped into the house and closed the door. As for how the concubines might dislike her as a priest, she didn't care.

So what if you don’t like it?

Can you still give Nangong Yu a blow on her pillow and knock her off the stage and drive her out of the palace?

It would be great if she could, and it would be just what she wanted. Whoever likes to be treated in this magnificent cage will be treated as she pleases.

However,

When Song Qing woke up again, it was already a sunny noon. When she opened the door, she saw several unfamiliar faces.

"My lord, you are awake!"

Song Qing: "?"

Looking at the palace maid with a round face and round eyes happily running towards him, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

Yuan'er smiled sweetly and said, "My lord, you are so beautiful just after you woke up and even before you put on makeup. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

My name is Yuan'er, Fang Yuan Yuan. If you don't like it, you can give me another name.

This slave is sent by the Queen Mother to take care of your daily life. I know a lot of things, especially how to cook a lot of delicious meals! "

The words 700,000 to 30,000 are not an exaggeration. Interested beauties can get to know Bai Qi.