Madam is a Superstar

Unlike Shangguan Yao, Yue'er, a little girl who hasn't even had haircuts yet, looked away with a blush.

And this room,

Song Qing came over with a group of two people and a cat. He saw his friend holding an empty tea bowl in his hand.

Looking down at the dazed look on his chest, he noticed the upstairs of the surrounding houses a few steps away.

There were also some people who looked towards them overtly or covertly, coughing lightly and reminding them in a low voice,

General, pay attention to your manners.

Having said that, my eyes glanced over my friend's chest with honesty and gossip.

It was also this glance that made Song Qing's finely trimmed eyebrows slightly raised, as if she understood the reason for Ah Yao's stare.

However, his attention was quickly attracted by the things dug out by the government officials and placed aside. The first thing he saw was,

Of course it is the bright red and green bellyband. After all, it is set off by a few other unremarkable things.

The bellyband was really eye-catching, and Song Qing, eager to find the dirty air, only stopped to look at it for a moment and then looked away.

Keng!

The sound of the shovel colliding with the hard rock was not pleasant. Song Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without him,

Just because what she saw was a black iron plate with Dongchen runes engraved on it. It was not big, about the size of an ink block.

But the shape is different from the ink block, because this half block has a base similar to it.

It's more like a shrunken... tablet than an ink block.

The tablet is made of black iron. The tablet is engraved with Dongchen runes, and the whole tablet is surrounded by turbid air.

The existence of such a thing is enough to bear the word incredible.

What the hell is this? Shantou, shovel it out and take a look. Be careful. It's already broken. Don't break it into pieces again with a shovel.

As soon as Shangguan Yao opened his mouth, the yamen servant named Ashan became more cautious, but he quickly dug out the half of the sign.

General, come and take a look. I think this thing is weird. Maybe it's what you're looking for.

Ashan scratched his head and said, several other government officials also took this time to stop and have a rest.

Some picked up their teacups and teapots to pour themselves tea, and drank it in two or three sips.

The densely packed ghostly talismans are indeed mysterious.

Shangguan Yao knelt down and looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded and came to a conclusion. Because the woman who was watching just now said that her rhubarb often came to this land to urinate,

No one, whether it was Shangguan Yao or several government officials, reached out to touch the muddy half of the sign. This made Song Qing, who had regained consciousness, breathe a sigh of relief.

Yuan'er, dagger.

This half of the black iron plate is larger than the previous fragments, and naturally contains more turbidity.

Yuan'er understood, put down the little black cloud in her arms and told her not to run around, be careful if she loses her words.

Then he took out an exquisitely crafted dagger from his cuff, handed it to Song Qing with some hesitation, and said something worried,

Madam, please be careful. This dagger is very sharp. All you have to do is make a small cut. Otherwise, the master will feel distressed again when he returns.

Yuan'er didn't dare to forget the emperor's face that suddenly dropped when his empress cut her own palm half a month ago in the military camp for the army's expedition.

Meow-

Dark Cloud's call also carries worry and concern, but the little guy is standing a little far away now.

Those eyes that are as green as emeralds would glance at half of the Xuantie brand from time to time, with disdain written in their pupils.

I don't understand why the owner insists on this kind of thing, especially since this big lump stinks to death.

hiss.

As Shangguan Yao let out a distressed gasp at the sight of the beauty being injured, Song Qing's blood dripped onto half of the black iron plate.

Ma'am, does it hurt...

Zizi——

Before Shangguan Yao could say a word of concern, the half piece of black iron tablet that came into contact with Song Qing's blood made two sizzling sounds.

Several people followed the sound and saw that the sign not only made a sizzling sound but also emitted black smoke.

And the blood flowing around the sign quickly disappeared, as if it was sucked in by the sign and merged into one body, and the surroundings fell silent for a while.

What kind of monster is this? Or is it a living thing?

The yamen servant named Ashan was dumbfounded. His hand holding the shovel tightened involuntarily, and he also stuttered a bit when he spoke.

If the general hadn't still been here, he would have taken several steps back and far away.

Edi Niang, why is this iron lump still sucking blood? This is so evil.

The yamen servant who spoke was more courageous. He squatted down with a shovel and tried to open his little eyes as wide as possible to take a look.

Looking at it, I felt like reaching out to pick it up and take a closer look, but I stretched out my hand halfway and then retracted it.

What then?

This iron lump was soaked in dog urine.

Do you have a veil?

Song Qing also thought of this. The matchmaker-looking woman had a loud voice, so she naturally heard what she said.

Yes, ma'am, it's better for me to get it, ma'am.

Yuan'er pulled out a piece of handkerchief from his sleeve and volunteered. Thinking of the evil odor attached to this half of the brand, he asked again,

Can I... take it, ma'am?

Let me do it.

Song Qing took the handkerchief from Yuan'er's hand, bent over and picked up the half piece of black iron sign.

Feeling the turbid air that has been temporarily sealed and calmed down, the tear mole at the end of the left eye rises,

It seemed that her feeling was right. Her moral behavior seemed to have improved a lot in the past few months, although she didn't know why.

Obviously in the past few months, because Fendanzi has grown older, Nangong Yu is worried about not letting her move around.

Therefore, apart from reading the ancient books left by priests of past generations, she did not do any good deeds that could improve her moral conduct.

Um?

The little guy who was still quiet in his belly suddenly moved restlessly several times, as if he was answering his mother.

However,

Song Qing didn't realize it, but when he put his hand on his lower abdomen, the dumplings became bigger and bigger over the month and became more lively.

With a beautiful and dazzling face with a soft expression, An stroked the noisy little kid,

Be good, and your Aunt Yao will take you to play on the street later.

Shangguan Yao came over and said, Madam, does she understand? And why am I aunt? Why can't you call me sister?

Although she was a little older than the beauty, she would not be called aunt by the emperor and the beauty's doll.

Sister?

Song Qing turned her head to look at her friend with a subtle expression. Her red lips curled up in a playful way. Instead of explaining, she teased maliciously,

It's not impossible if you want her to call you sister. I'm happy to have you as my goddaughter.

I found what I was looking for when I left the palace this time, and it was much more turbid than expected.

Although I still haven’t figured out the origin of this black iron plaque that looks like a tablet, and who made it,

What was the purpose of burying this object at the end of West Street, but this did not affect her current good mood at all.

Pfft.

Yuan'er couldn't help but laugh out loud. His wife and Major General Shangguan are about the same age.

How could she and the emperor have such a big daughter? The emperor is not much older than Shangguan Major General.