Madam is a Superstar

Manman, the Queen was caring about you just now, right?

Well, can Orchid really make me less sick? You also know my body.

Of course, you forgot, the Queen is not only the Queen, but also the priest of our Great Abyss.

Let's go back to the palace to clean up, and while it's still early, let's go home and rest for a while before going out to the streets!

I have forgotten how long ago it was the last time I went shopping, and I don’t know if Old Man Yang is still selling mutton steamed buns on the street corner.

good.

Song Qing's internal strength was so good that even after the carriage had traveled a certain distance, he could still clearly hear the voices of the two girls.

She curled her lips. Once upon a time, she and Ah Yao were like this when they were teenagers.

The most common things I have done are probably one blatantly climbing the palace wall and the other blatantly standing outside the palace wall.

Your Majesty, now that Young Master Li and Young Master Yue have left the palace, there are only twenty-three concubines left in the harem.

As Yuan'er followed the carriage, she happily counted on her fingers in her mind.

He lowered his voice and whispered to Song Qing through the curtain of the carriage. He couldn't stop being so happy.

Why are you happier than me?

Song Qing opened the letter and smiled softly. The lines of vigorous and powerful handwriting on the white rice paper caught his eyes.

When he touched a few words in the content, he held the edge of the letter with his fingertips and paused slightly.

Where is my slave? I'm happy for my mother-in-law!

Yuan'er didn't realize it but still said in a cheerful tone, of course she was happy, all the dynasties in the world,

Who has ever seen the queen alone in the harem of an emperor? She, Yuan'er, was about to witness this unique and beautiful story in the world!

inside the carriage,

Song Qing held the heavy key in front of him. It was 30% funny and 70% unpleasant.

She said that it looked familiar. It turned out to be the key to the treasury. She had seen it several times when the late emperor was here.

How silly.

The words floated in the cold wind, as if they were talking about Nangong Yu and herself.

Unless there is an urgent matter, the carriage cannot drive fast but slowly in the palace.

People were coming and going at the entrance of the priest's hall, and when they saw the Queen's carriage coming, they all came up to say hello.

Get up.

Song Qing glanced at the Queen Mother's carriage on the right and was a little surprised, but she didn't ask any more questions.

He led Yuan'er and the others in, saluting and saying hello all the way.

It wasn't until they reached the backyard where the four old people were, that there was another burst of salutes before the ears were cleared.

but……

Song Qing originally wanted to salute the Queen Mother, but the scene in front of her made her feel a little dazed.

I saw the Queen Mother, who was dressed in golden crosses and golden steps, and her whole body was shining with golden light. Her cloth shoes embroidered with auspicious clouds were stepping on the soil.

The wide sleeves embroidered with gold thread are rolled up without concern for the image, and the hand is holding a long-handled hoe.

As if he didn't see the surprise on her face, he waved hello in a comical way,

Oh, little Qingqing, you're here, come on, come on, come on, let's take a look at the garlic grown in the land that the Ai family has hoed. How does it look like? Is it like that?

Queen Mother...Growing garlic? ? ?

Not only Song Qing, but also all the people who came from Fengming Palace looked at the scene in front of them with wide eyes. Is this, is this really their pampered queen mother? ?

The Queen Mother didn't care about these looks of shock or disbelief. She looked up and down at her daughter-in-law, who was dressed in the queen's gorgeous clothes.

I clicked my tongue in my heart and shook my head. It was a pity. I still wanted to ask Xiao Qingqing to grow garlic together.

Grandma Song also looked over to her granddaughter, holding a handful of garlic in her hand, and said kindly, Qing Qing, have you eaten?

Grandpa Song was squatting and smoking his cigarette, but when his granddaughter came, he quietly put it away with a smile on his face.

Miaoshui brought a small bench and sat next to it to watch. Even though she is old, she can still see her friends growing garlic in the fields. She is an old woman who is very happy.

At this moment, he turned around and greeted Song Qing, and smoothly pulled another small bench next to him.

Come on, disciple, sit down. How about you plant some garlic? There are also spinach seeds here. When they grow tomorrow, pick some to make hot pot.

There is a hot pot place in Dayuan and it is very popular among the people. Especially on the day of the first snowfall in winter, eight out of ten households eat hot pot that day.

Eat grandma.

Song Qing shook his head to refuse the old lady, and then walked towards the Queen Mother and Grandma Song,

After the two veterans finished planting the remaining garlic, they washed their hands and went back to the hall.

This tea is really warming. Sister, please try this candied fruit. It's delicious. It's made from plums. It tastes great when put into goose meat and roasted together.

Rongyi, go ahead and ask someone to go over and talk to the imperial kitchen. Let’s make this goose with plum sauce for lunch.

No. Nanny Rong agreed with a smile.

Grandma Song had eaten a lot of goose meat. She raised geese in her small yard, but she had never heard that goose meat could be eaten with candied fruit. She was surprised and said,

It's really like my in-laws. You said it so well, so I have to try it.

Brother, you should also try it. The Queen Mother greeted again.

Grandpa Song nodded, put down the treasured cigarette stick, and took the delicate and convenient fruit fork handed over by the palace attendant.

Seeing that her grandparents and mother got along naturally and harmoniously, Song Qing felt relieved and mentioned Fu Yin's matter to the little old lady beside her.

Miaoshui curled his lips, despising his disciple and the plums in his mouth that were not sour and sweet enough.

Don't you know how to detoxify that poison? Why don't you detox it for him? Why bother?

Does the old woman have to give me the solution? You have no money and no merit, and you are an idle teacher?

Speaking of this, Song Qing coughed uncomfortably and expressed his feelings towards the Fuyin envoy,

That's it, so I can't detoxify him myself. Just give him acupuncture to force the poison out, and I'll do the antidote.

Tsk, tsk.

Miaoshui looked at Song Qing's belly. This damn kid was just as full of evil intentions and bad intentions as the emperor.

What can I do if the child learns badly while still in the mother's womb? Then I thought about it, this is the emperor's heir.

Miaoshui was relieved. It is better for people in the royal family to be thoughtful than to be ill-intentioned. Okay, I really owe you, old lady.

Respond to the situation, grumble and complain without missing a word.

Although the Queen Mother was talking to her parents, her ears could clearly hear what the master and apprentice were saying, and she looked over.

Xiao Qingqing, you have to come to the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet hosted by the Ai family tomorrow. It will happen to meet those ladies from the official family.

There will be many more occasions like this in the future. You are no longer a queen now than before, so you cannot avoid these.

The queen is the mother of a country and someone who works side by side with the emperor. She has to deal with many things and is not as free as a priest.

The Queen Mother had known her daughter-in-law since she was a child and knew her lazy temperament, so she mentioned this.

Song Qing looked at the smiling face of the Queen Mother and quickly understood the intention of the Queen Mother's words. She nodded, My dear Queen Mother, I understand.

Lunch was just like yesterday, the whole family sat down and ate it together.

The couple walked back to Fengming Palace after eating, and saw a dozen concubines gathered at the entrance of the palace from a distance.

Nangong's eyebrow peaks were raised without any trace, and his handsome and god-like face looked unsullied.

Dehong, what's going on?

Although the wind at noon was not as cold as in the morning, the day was not very warm either.

But Eunuch De, who was behind now, lifted up the cuffs of his eunuch uniform and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If you go back to the emperor, I, old slave, will go over and have a look, and ask questions.

Seeing that the emperor did not allow it, he hurriedly tightened the whisk in his hand and hurried forward while leaning on the edge.