Madam is a Superstar

Thinking of the busy figure of the little old woman these past few days, Song Qing's red lips curved a little deeper, and she nodded,

Master treats his son as his own daughter, and he always loves me.

Of course, if you ignore the threat that she would be struck by lightning at a young age.

It's her blessing to find you.

The Queen Mother seemed to be thinking of something, looking at the carpet embroidered with complicated patterns that fell into the hall,

Beneath the bun with golden fork and golden step, there is a kind face with a rare expression of emotion and sadness.

Song Qing was confused and wanted to ask, but the Queen Mother did not want to talk more about this topic and started talking about something else.

She has never been in the habit of forcing others to make things difficult for her, and she would give up if she hesitated to speak.

In the imperial study room,

There is no need to go to court early on New Year's Eve and Spring Festival. The courtiers will report many things one by one today.

Eunuch De held the fly whisk in his arm and stood guard at the door of the royal study. It was true that he was happy to welcome the new year.

However, I listened carefully to the discussion in the royal study room that was not about to stop, and sighed,

He looked at the little eunuch guarding the other side of the study door and waved to follow him, then he stepped down the steps with gentle footsteps.

Master, what's wrong?

Xiao Quanzi carefully took a look at the closed imperial study room, scratched his head and asked doubtfully,

Dehong shook his head when he saw that Xiao Quanzi's head was missing a string. He raised his hand and hit Xiao Quanzi's head with a dust whisk.

I'm afraid the emperor and the adults will have to discuss it for a while. You go and get some new pots of tea, and I will send them in with you.

Xiao Quanzi suddenly realized that he didn't care about being beaten by his master, but instead patted his forehead happily,

Master is still thinking carefully, why didn't my disciple think of it? Tell me about my brain, and my disciple will go now!

The cold wind remains,

Dehong looked at Xiao Quanzi's back as he left quickly, and the folds on his old face were filled with sadness.

In the past few years, he seemed quite smart, but after following me, he became a lot slower.

well,

Let's see, after all, I can still serve the emperor for another three to five years with my old bones. I just need to teach him slowly.

Dehong knew the timing very accurately. It took about an hour after the new tea was delivered.

The ministers came out of the study one after another, saying things like New Year and new weather,

Talking and laughing, we walked together towards the palace. We were so far away that we could still hear a few sounds.

Brother Hua, we have made an agreement. On the first day of spring, I will bring my brat to propose marriage. When the time comes, you and my wife should not stay behind closed doors.

Hey, what did Brother Mu say? My wife and I don't even have time to welcome you. We will ask for your help when my little daughter comes home...

The voices of the ministers gradually faded away, and the last one or two sentences were vaguely the words of the fifth prince teasing the third prince about when he would marry the young general Shangguan.

Dehong smiled and retracted his eyes, closed his cotton-padded jacket and continued to watch, thinking that the Queen would give birth to an heir this year.

As soon as Major General Shangguan returns in the spring, the life-long affairs that the Third Prince has been putting off will be completed.

The more I think about it,

The smile on Dehong's face became more and more like the chrysanthemums in full bloom in the imperial garden in the golden autumn.

The ministers left,

Nangong Yu took a short rest, and then he had to review the piles of memorials on the Long Case.

Even during such a short break, I still have to take the time to listen to Di Ying's report on the open and hidden lines all over the place.

The strong tea in the tea cup has lost its temperature, and Di Ying's report has come to an end.

This month's antidote has been sent to Kuixian County, and Mrs. Yun has not given up the idea of ​​detoxifying her son.

Therefore, Magistrate Yun County has been confining her to the backyard. Yunji seems to have received the antidote in time every month.

After some persuasion from County Magistrate Yun, I no longer insisted on detoxification.

More than a month ago, Mrs. Yun was released from the Criminal Investigation Department and returned to Yu County to reunite with her husband and son.

Yunji naturally became a chess piece to contain her. For this reason, he specially asked Dr. Hua to develop a poison.

This poison requires an antidote once a month. The poison causes unbearable itching all over the body until it festers and dies.

Normally people wouldn't see any clues, but as long as the antidote is given in time every month, people will still be like ordinary people.

Well, thank you for your hard work. Come on down.

Nangong Yu's reaction was relatively dull. He put down the tea cup and unconsciously rubbed the mysterious jade finger between his thumbs.

yes.

Seeing the emperor looking deep in thought, the emperor's ghostly figure disappeared in an instant without leaving any trace.

Nangong Yu stood up and walked towards the golden nanmu table inside. Whether it was Mrs. Yun who wanted to detoxify Yunji,

Whether it was Yun Qing and Yun Ji who did not agree with Mrs. Yun's compromise, both of them were within his expectation.

Flatterers know how to weigh the pros and cons best. There is no need to offend the emperor when there is an antidote every month.

Button, button, button.

His straight fingers clicked on the dragon table, and his narrow and dark phoenix eyes fell on the rice paper spread out on the table.

As the new year approaches, I get busier and busier, so I put off Qingqing’s mention of naming the child.

A few moments,

Dehong, come in and study ink.

There was a calm sound, and Dehong's respectful response sounded together with the sound of the imperial study room door opening.

outside the palace,

As soon as Nangong Yu returned home and finished his meal accompanied by Yuan Daixi, someone came from the backyard to say that Concubine Yan had something to say to him.

etc.

Yuan Daixi reached out and grabbed Nangong Yu who was about to leave, took the cloak from the servant and tied it on her husband.

It's a cold day when the snow melts, and the wind is strong. You just warmed up after eating, so you can easily catch a cold when you go out like this. Why are you always so reckless?

Nangong Yu enjoyed his princess's considerateness very much. Due to her cynical temperament,

She took the person into her arms with her slender waist, not caring whether there were servants present or not, she lowered her head and kissed Yuan Daixi on the cheek.

Isn't it because of you? What more can a husband ask for when he has such a wife?

With these words, the passionate peach blossom eyes are full of unclear meanings that only couples can understand.

The servants all bowed their heads knowingly and felt happy in their hearts. The prince and princess were in good spirits.

There aren't that many things to worry about in the mansion, so it would be easier for them to work in the mansion, right?

Yuan Daixi was startled by her husband's sudden kiss in public, she restrained herself and faced this meaningful glance again,

Her pretty face was suddenly stained with a hint of crimson. She pretended to glare at her husband angrily, and pushed him toward the door.

Okay, my mother-in-law is still waiting for you, go quickly.

His wife's shyness put Nangong Yu in a good mood, and the cold wind in front of him seemed to have lost its chill.

What I was thinking in my mind was not very healthy, but then I thought about it,

He and Xi'er got married in front of the eldest brother and the priest. Seeing that the emperor's sister-in-law was going to give birth in a few months,

There hasn't been any movement here yet, but his wife's heart was suddenly stagnant.

Thinking about things in his mind, he involuntarily slowed down his pace. When the guards and servants following him saw this,

Although he didn’t understand what was happening to the prince, he slowed down as a matter of habit.

In this way, the group of people arrived at the Jingyuan where Concubine Yan lived. New Year's Eve was approaching.

It is a quiet garden that is mainly in plain colors all year round. It also adds a little color with the arrival of the new year.

Concubine Yan was afraid of the cold, and was currently drinking warm tonic soup in the Nuan Pavilion, waiting for her son to come over.