Madam is a Superstar

Fuyin's whole body was backlit in the shadows. Hearing this, his tall and slender figure froze. After a moment,

The strength of the knuckles holding the tea cup suddenly increased, and a terrible chill covered his handsome face, Sima Zhen!

About a quarter of an hour later,

The queen's carriage left the Taiyuan Hospital and drove slowly towards the priest's hall.

It was neither too early nor too late. When we arrived, the two elders of the Song family were sowing vegetable and fruit seeds in the backyard.

Grandpa and grandma, it's still cold. It's too late to wait until the sun gets a little brighter at noon. Look, your hands are all red from the cold.

Song Qing felt distressed and helpless, but she also understood that the two elders had been doing farm work for most of their lives and had no time to relax. She ordered Yuan'er who was following him,

Yuan'er, go and ask someone to bring you warm water. Then go back to the hospital and get some boxes of frostbite ointment.

How could Grandma Song be willing? She took back her hand and wiped it on her back and hurriedly called Yuan'er.

Miss Yuan'er, come back. You don't have to go. Don't listen to this bad girl making a fuss and talking nonsense.

It's just a matter of scattering seeds in the backyard in the morning. How can I get frostbite on my hands? It's so troublesome to just drink hot water and warm it up.

Your grandma is right, you can't do so many things in a lifetime of farm work. Grandpa Song picked up the cigarette pole placed in the mud and followed.

I know grandparents.

Yuan'er had learned the lesson a long time ago and agreed with a smile. He turned around and ordered people to go down to do things.

The two elders saw it in their eyes and talked about their granddaughter. This made her heart warm. The granddaughter kept the two elders in her heart, so she couldn't be unhappy.

Miaoshui is still sleeping,

Song Qing was not in a hurry. He sat by the fire with the two elders and talked about their children. The two elders didn't have much on their minds.

I just hope that my granddaughter and grandson-in-law have a good life, and that the child in my granddaughter’s belly is born safely.

You should be giving birth in March, and we two old ones can go back with you. Don't think it's weird to think that we haven't been back for a few months.

Your grandfather couldn't sleep at night, so he kept talking to me about the broken fish in his yard, which made my ears prick.

The two elders have never traveled far away many times in their lives, and now they have directly changed their lives in a different world. It is impossible to say that they don't want to think about things at home.

Song Qing felt very uncomfortable. She held Grandma Song's wrinkled hand and looked at Grandpa Song, I'll go back soon.

She had never mentioned it to her grandparents that she needed to be turbid before she could go back, but they seemed to have guessed that.

In the final analysis, she was too selfish, which is why the two elders had to leave their hometown at an early age.

Grandma and grandson talked for a while before Miaoshui got up.

Miaoshui was quite surprised to see her disciple coming over. The child was able to sleep better than she did after she was pregnant.

Master, I came to see you to tell you something.

Song Qing explained in time. After all, the little old woman looked at her, then took back one of her legs to look at the sky outside.

I just missed typing a line above my head, 'Let me see, old lady, if the sun is coming out to the west today. ’

Miaoshui curled his lips and snorted, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if I have nothing to do. I just tell you why my eyelids were twitching when I opened my eyes this morning.

It turns out that the old lady is waiting for me here. What should I hold back in advance? I am still hungry before breakfast.

After saying hello to the two elders of the Song family, he went straight to the dining room with his short and thin body behind his back.

This Miaoshui girl is like a child.

Grandma Song smiled and shook her head, but she really liked people like Miaoshui. She turned to look at her granddaughter with concern.

Girl, have you had breakfast? Do you want to eat some more with the Miaoshui girl?

Song Qing put away the smile that made her laugh at the old lady, smiled and shook her head in refusal, I've eaten, grandma, no, I'm not hungry yet.

Okay, Ayu hasn't come back yet, right? If you're hungry later, you and Ayu can eat something together. We can't be careless about eating while we're pregnant with the baby.

Grandma Song didn't force herself, and she didn't miss a single word of concern. When it came to this aspect, Grandpa Song, who usually talked less, would also say a few words.

Song Qing knew that the two elders were doing it for her own good, so she responded with a smile without making any rebuttal.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his obviously fatter wrist, and one can imagine how heartbroken he was.

Since she got pregnant with rice dumplings, she has gained more than a little bit of weight. She can no longer listen to the nonsense that Donor Huo coaxes and continue to eat.

When the weather gets warmer, you need to exercise properly. If you can't do light work, you can still compete with Ah Yao in a sword show.

It's not a fool's errand, just pay attention to propriety. Who said that women's nature is to love beauty?

Don’t look at Miaoshui’s skinny and small size.

I can eat three large bowls of white rice in one sitting. Although the breakfast delivered by the imperial kitchen does not contain white rice,

However, there are many exquisite and delicious side dishes and snacks, and the rice porridge is also fragrant and thick.

It was already three quarters of an hour later when Miaoshui walked into the hall burping.

Oh, it's so warm.

Miaoshui sat down on the chair covered with blankets and reached out to the burning charcoal brazier to cook for a while before he could bear to look at Song Qing, Tell me, kid, what's the matter?

Song Qing roughly recounted what he had talked with Fuyin in the Imperial Hospital, and knew that mentioning his uncle in front of the old woman was just rubbing salt into the old woman's wounds.

But there was no way, the matter was so important, and she had already said this: Master, what do you think of Uncle Master's flute...

The burning charcoal fire made a subtle crackling sound, touching Miao Shui's dazed appearance under the firelight. Song Qing did not continue to ask,

Grandma Song looked over strangely and asked her granddaughter silently. Song Qing shook her head gently, sighing in her heart and not disturbing Miaoshui again.

There is a thirteen-year age difference between the uncle and the old woman. Like her, they were both picked up by the young old woman.

It's just that she was picked up in the snow, and my uncle was picked up as a beggar on the street by his master and brought into the palace.

Uncle Master is extremely talented in being a magic stick, whether it is his ability to comprehend runes or his ability to perceive the turbid spiritual energy.

They are all far above the master and her. The last priest of the Great Abyss, her master, was a person who loved talents.

Naturally, I would not miss such a good talent like Uncle Master. Logically speaking, there can only be one successor to the priest.

But after receiving the approval of the holy will, the master made an exception and recruited his uncle as his successor to train.

Priests who need to observe the stars at night usually stay up at night and wake up to meet the emperor after lunch. At dusk, they teach two apprentices.

Other times, the two children were left to make their own arrangements. The uncle, who was still a little kid at the time,

He is very dependent on the senior sister who picked him up, and follows him wherever he goes like a little follower.

If you don’t dare to get close to your master, just get close to your senior sister with all your heart. People are all emotional animals.

As time went by, the old lady began to treat her uncle as her own brother.

Among thousands of people, it is considered rare to have one person who has the talent to be elected as the successor of the priest.

Dayuan suddenly had two talented successors. This should have been the envy of other countries.

Who could have expected that Uncle Master would later go on to instigate Dongchen and even plan to annex Dayuan with Dongchen, a path that everyone reviled as a traitor?

The younger brother who was brought up by himself became a traitor. One can imagine how painful the master felt.