Madam is a Superstar

half moon,

The goose feather snow kept falling, and the white snow almost submerged the entire capital city.

What should I do? It can't go on like this.

Yeah, yes, Ruixue Zhaofeng is not a fake year, but he can't stand it like this.

Nangong Xiao of Dayuan tapped the handle of the dragon chair with his fingers, looked at Miaoshui who was dressed in priestly robes,

Although dissatisfied with Miaoshui's help to Song Dai, he still said patiently, According to the priest, when will the heavy snow stop?

Miaoshui was waiting for this sentence, stepped forward and said, Back to the emperor, there is another mystery in the heavy snow incident,

This is a matter of great importance, and the minister can only discuss it with you, the emperor, I don’t know...

Nangong Xiao squinted his eyes, and after a while, opened his lips in agreement.

In this way, it is not easy for the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to ask more questions, and talk about other court affairs sensibly.

two days later,

The emperor ordered the empress and the eldest son of the emperor to be released from the cold palace, and sent people to re-investigate the truth and falsehood of the treason of the Song family.

Which minister in the court is not a person with a clear mind, and who doesn't know that the Song family's treason is only the result of great achievements,

After pondering over the two things, there is still something I don't understand, but I still have a skeptical attitude towards doing these things that can be stopped by heavy snow.

But in full view,

Song Dai and Nangong Yu stepped out of the Lenggong gate, and the heavy snow in the sky turned into light snow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The second prince's mother concubine is also the head of the four concubines, the Xian concubine does not believe in evil, she pulls Nangong Xiao's arm and instigates softly,

Your Majesty, why don't the concubines believe so much? Why don't you ask your sister and His Royal Highness the eldest son to go back to the Leng Palace to see if the snow will get bigger again.

Nangong Xiao didn't want Song Dai to step out of the cold palace, and also wanted to know if the priest was cheating himself by pinching Xue to turn the young days,

Just do as Concubine Ai says.

Concubine Xian smiled coquettishly and thanked her, looking proudly at Song Dai, who was dressed in a coarse cloth dress,

Sister, please take His Royal Highness the eldest son back to the Leng Palace, and let the younger sisters see if the elder sister really has the ability to stop the snow,

Otherwise, sister, you, the daughter of a traitor, will be out of the cold palace like this, and the sisters are not convinced in their hearts.

Yes, yes, sister, you can take His Royal Highness the eldest son back to the Leng Palace.

There were not a few concubines who came with them, one after another with eccentric and charming laughter,

The six words the traitor's daughter made Song Dai's face turn pale, and suddenly there was warmth in her palm,

Back in a trance, he looked down and met Nangong Yu's firm and worried eyes.

The swollen heart slowly returned to calm. I didn't look at the man I once loved so much, let alone the beautiful concubines.

Hui held the hand of the young son, and retreated to the cold palace amidst the polite voice of the father-in-law welcoming him,

Of course,

Just such a retreat, seeing the signs of the gradually decreasing snow turning into heavy snow again,

Everyone was dumbfounded and speechless, and the charming smiles of a group of concubines froze even more.

Nangong Xiao's face was so dark that ink dripped out, could it be that the heavy snow was really caused by the grievances of the Song family as the priest said,

Dehong, send the queen and the eldest son back to the palace!

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

The concubines were so hateful that they almost gritted their silver teeth, glaring at Song Dai who was holding Nangong Yu, and secretly said, after stepping on dog shit luck,

Carrying a gorgeous skirt and accompanying the palace attendants, a group of Yingying and Yanyan chased after Nangong Xiao.

Your Majesty, wait for the concubines~ Your Majesty~

Your majesty, my concubine can't catch up with you~

Every sentence like this is softer than a sentence, and a sentence is more charming than a sentence,

Hearing it hurt Song Dai's ears like a pinprick, but more resentment and hatred.

The young Nangong Yu didn't say a word, staring at Nangong Xiao who was surrounded by concubines and wives,

He can't give birth to half admiration, and the word father and emperor has always been a vague impression of being superior and ruthless to him.

And in the past few years in the Imperial College, I occasionally heard a few ears of the emperor's father in the mouth of the emperor's brother and sister,

There are strict, kind, and loving fathers... but he has never experienced any of these,

Here he is,

From beginning to end, the father is the supreme emperor who gives orders, not the father.

Empress Empress, Your Highness the eldest son, this way please. Eunuch De bent down and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation on the way back to Fengming Palace.

Accompanied by the king for nearly twenty years, he is used to seeing too many ups and downs in the harem, and Dehong will never look down on others like others.

And at this moment,

Xiao Song Qing, who had been hiding in the far corner and peeping this way, came running, more precisely, she was running towards Nangong Yu,

Hearing the sound of footsteps, several people present followed the sound and looked at the embarrassing appearance of the doll.

Miaoshui wished she had never picked up this child, but Song Qing ran over regardless, and shouted when she got close, Brother Ayu~!

Unexpectedly, he ran so fast that he couldn't stop at the end, and threw himself into Nangong Yu's arms,

Nangong Yu froze, but also smelled the light fragrance of irises that belonged to the little girl again after two years.

smells good

There is no reason to soothe his hesitant heart.

Oh, you damn child, you are really liking you! Is His Royal Highness the eldest son who you can hug?! Shameless at all!

Miaoshui carried Song Qing back to stand in front of her like a little chicken, while peeking at Dehong's face out of the corner of her eye,

In the past, it was fine if no one saw it in the cold palace, but now there are so many palace people around the emperor, it's not fun to cuddle with him.

hold head high?

Song Qing, who was caught off guard by being mentioned, was a little confused, but thinking that she just hugged her husband again,

Holding her husband's waist tightly for a while, Song Qing's heart was bubbling with joy, and she was not angry, just giggling.

Another gust of cold wind blows,

The young Dehong looked away, pretending he didn't see anything.

Nangong Yu relaxed his tense body uncomfortably, but felt that something was empty.

…

day by day,

The emperor is the emperor after all, although Song Dai and Nangong Yu were released from the cold palace, the treason of the Song family dragged on for a long time without any result.

This delay, it will be delayed until the beginning of spring to pick up the temperature.

This time it is getting warmer, no matter whether you are snowing heavily or lightly, there is no reason for it to fall again.

The truth about the Song family's treason is still being investigated, but it is not up to the emperor to decide when it will come to fruition or not.

Guozijian,

Rockery and flowing water, octagonal pavilions with red tiles, a few boys and girls wearing the uniforms of the Imperial College,

Talking badly to a boy who is much taller than them, the boy who speaks the worst is the head boy,

That is, the second prince of Da Yuan's dynasty, Nan Gongwen, the son of Concubine Xian.

Did you hear my prince talking to you? Are you deaf or dumb, you little bitch?

This prince tells you that it is your honor that this prince is willing to talk to you here.

Don't think that you have the same surname as us, Nangong, so you really regard yourself as our big brother. If you really want us to recognize you as our big brother, it's fine. See this?

There is a round stone table and several stone benches in the octagonal pavilion. Nangong Wen stepped on one of the stone benches and said maliciously,

You kneel down and get under my prince, and this prince will tell the brothers and sisters behind you to recognize you as our eldest brother.

Happy New Year!