Madam is a Superstar

After Shangguan shook his head, he realized that he was completely embarrassed. It was okay to be the goddaughter of her family minister, but... to be the emperor...?

Gudong.

Shangguan Yao poked his arm through his long sleeves and felt so cold that he couldn't stand the cold. He heard several government officials behind him snickering. He clenched his hands into fists and coughed heavily.

Well, let's call her Auntie. Auntie is very good, very good.

It's better to be older than to be younger, and I'm embarrassed to see my friends' joking smiles.

Pretending not to care, he turned around with his hands behind his back and muttered to several government officials.

And you guys, laugh whatever you want, don't think I didn't hear you, just fill it in when you find it, you fools!

Okay General!

Several government officials said in unison, bending down to work and filling the excavated soil into the pit with shovel after shovel.

The hole was not big, but it was just a piece of land. Several government officials worked together to fill the hole quickly.

And the people over there are a little far apart,

The half of the black iron sign that was dug out was too small. The group of people who stayed to watch could only look at it with their eyes wide open.

Seeing several government officials filling in the dug hole, the pregnant lady also put away the handkerchief.

The people were all in a state of mourning, and quickly dispersed as they were busy with their own business.

It’s hard to leave the palace,

Naturally, I wanted to take a good stroll. The carriage left West Street and headed for the most prosperous section of Shili Chang Street.

As noon approaches, there is no lack of tempting aromas of food coming from restaurants on the street.

After giving a few yamen servants some hard-earned money, they went back to the yamen. At this moment, the group entered a restaurant.

Madam, let me tell you, despite the humble appearance of this restaurant, the new pear blossom wine here is amazing.

It's a pity that you can't drink because you're pregnant. Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the two of us had a good drink.

Shangguan shook his head and felt regretful. The waiter who came towards him obviously listened to these words and greeted him with a smile,

The girl is right, Lihua Niang is indeed a good wine, but in addition to good wine, the store also has crucian carp soup and various medicinal foods suitable for this lady.

The new chef in our store is the same chef who cooked for the late emperor in the imperial kitchen in the palace. His skills are very good!

It was a good thing that the waiter didn't say this. Shangguan Yao's expression turned strange when he said this, and he subconsciously turned his head and exchanged a look with Song Qing.

Shangguan Yao was in disguise and came in a carriage with Song Qing. Chi Huo carried Yue'er back to the military camp.

Therefore, it was normal for the waiter not to recognize the two of them. What was strange about Shangguan Yao was not the other people but the late emperor and the imperial chef who came to him immediately after the waiter opened his mouth.

Madam, be careful, the steps here are a bit high. The waiter said carefully, guiding the way.

Song Qing gave Shangguan a calm look, and the group of people followed the waiter upstairs to the Tianzihao private room.

There is warm water with rose petals floating in the private room. After washing your hands and ordering the dishes,

Song Qing took a bite of the sour plums that had been prepared in the private room, and then explained to Shangguan Yao, This restaurant is under Ayu's name.

To be more precise, it is now in her name,

After the last discussion with Fuyin about Fengyue Tower was made known to Donor Huo, the man transferred all the shops and land to her name.

Du Du Fengyue Tower's share was taken away by Nangong Yu, although she only found out about it later.

...

Shangguan Yao looked at the dishes of various fruits prepared in advance on the table, and then thought about the waiter's caution.

When I looked back at my friend again, I felt like a mouthful of old blood was stuck in my throat and wouldn't come down.

Somehow she suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. No wonder when she suggested coming to this restaurant,

I noticed that someone was following the people around the beauty, and it turned out that he had come in advance to prepare.

Crack!

Shangguan Yao picked up one and threw it into his mouth as if to vent his anger, bit it down hard with his back molars and made a crunching sound.

Then the beautiful face gradually distorted in the next breath, and finally successfully put on the mask of pain,

This damn thing...is for human consumption? ? ? ?

It was so sour, but her good upbringing since childhood did not allow her to spit it out like this, so she swallowed the sour and bitter plums hard.

General, there is water here. Yuan'er, as a person who has been here before, brought a cup of tea at the right time.

Shangguan Yao took it without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp. Even so, his tongue still felt bitter.

He picked up the teapot and poured himself two cups of tea. After drinking it down, he felt the sour and bitter taste in his mouth pass.

Seeing Song Qing twisting green plums one after another and putting them into his mouth, he stretched out his hand to pick up a plum and looked at it in disbelief.

The more he looked at her, the more speechless he became. He held the plum in front of his friend's eyes and shook it, questioning his soul.

Qing, this thing is not yet ripe. It has just grown out. Look at it, it is small, green and hard. How can you eat it? There is nothing wrong with your tongue. Why don't you go back to the palace to see the doctor? ?”

After knowing that this restaurant was under the emperor's name, Shangguan Yao didn't have as many worries as before when he spoke.

She understands that women like to eat something weird when they are pregnant, but the beauty's taste is too strong.

Besides, as the saying goes, sour children and spicy girls are all about sour boys and spicy girls. Qing spends all her time making rice dumplings and making dumplings, but she doesn’t know how much she loves spicy food.

Meow~

Wu Yun squatted steadily on the armrest of the seat where Song Qing was sitting, wagging his tail at this moment,

While anxiously waiting for the dried fish that the owner ordered for me, I rarely stood on the same front as Shangguan Yao.

The strong female general was right. The astringent fruit that the owner loved to eat was really not for cats to eat. It would be so sour to cats.

Is it really that sour?

Although Song Qing asked this question, the hand that put the green plums into his mouth was not idle for a moment.

Isn't this sour? Shangguan Yao couldn't believe his ears.

Mother, these plums are really sour. Yuan'er also came over at this time.

After eating several plums to temporarily satisfy his craving, Song Qing was finally willing to stop putting plums in his mouth.

Picking up the handkerchief on the table and wiping the water-stained fingertips, she pursed her red lips.

But I fed it to Ayu. Ayu didn't say anything and didn't even frown. I thought it was fine.

Finally, I added,

Crack the plums and sprinkle some fine salt to marinate them for a while. It may taste better. When you enter the palace tomorrow, I will ask the imperial kitchen to bring them to you for you to try.

Shangguan Yao: ... No need!

The group had lunch and walked around the long street, but did not go to the rouge and gouache shop.

The ones in the left and right palaces are much better than those outside. Even if there are good ones outside the palace, they will be sent to the palace as soon as possible.

There is no need to visit these places. I have gone to many places for gold, silver and jade similar to Zhaibao Pavilion.

I also went to several weapon shops one after another. Although I got something out of going out of the palace today,

But to Song Qing now, the turbid energy is like the pink coins he earned while frantically running for life in another world.

There is only too little and not too much. The more turbidity, the better. Then from now on, she and the little old lady,

It would be more convenient to take Nangong Yu and Fendanzi across the other world, as well as grandparents and friends from the other world.

After all, these people don't have Taoism with them. It would be easier for her to set up a formation and cross time and space alone.

But it is not easy to bring people and ensure that these people will not lose their memory like Nangong Yu did during the shuttle journey.

However, her luck seemed to have run out today, and she found nothing after shopping around.