Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing.

Nangong Yu's deep eyes looked far away, looking at the woman with a bright smile in front of him, and he wanted to explain, but there were so many things that no matter how much he said at the moment, it was just empty talk.

I'm here.

Song Qing took advantage of the situation and took a step back, looking at Nangong Yu who was holding a peach blossom in his arms. His red lips curled up even more.

Today, I will send you peach blossoms to the Emperor, and the courtesy will be reciprocated. Tomorrow morning, when Ah Yao enters the palace, please don't send someone to stop him and deduct it from him, okay?

He didn't feel annoyed when he waited for no reply. He bowed and retreated to the roadside without any of the previous transgressions.

Dehong followed the emperor and clearly saw the emperor's body stiffened by the priest's actions.

long time,

Finally, amidst the cheerful chirping of kingfishers, the peach blossoms fell to the ground and made a sound.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the two figures of Nangong Yu and Dehong walking away from each other.

Sir, shall we go back? Xiao Caizi quickly got up from the ground and ran over to persuade him, almost crying.

Whether you know what the emperor did after he ascended the throne or not, he doesn’t know, but he knows everything about it.

If one day your lord really offends the emperor and the emperor wants to chop off your head, how will he explain it to the old priest?

Pity.

Song Qing looked at the peach blossoms falling on the ground, her voice was astringent, and she was hoarse.

…

No matter how the two of them choose, the draft will be held as scheduled. When the lotus flowers bloom in midsummer, the harem is already filled with concubines.

Today, the imperial court has been closed for two days during the Dragon Boat Festival. The harem is even more lively. In comparison, the priest's hall is not a clean place.

I say, beautiful lady, can you drink rice dumplings with wine?

Shangguan Yao couldn't understand and wanted to open his friend's head to see what was inside.

Song Qing had a mouthful of meat rice dumplings and two or three mouthfuls of sweet wine, and looked at the two crickets in the jar fighting vigorously with interest.

He was already used to hearing the sound and without raising his eyes, he casually handed over the rhinoceros horn cup in his hand.

Try it? This wine tastes good.

Shangguan Yao pushed away the rhinoceros horn cup that almost poked his nose, and twitched the corner of his mouth, Forget it, I have to go to the military camp later.

Song Qing didn't force it, but this time he was willing to look away from the two crickets and looked at Shangguan and asked, You want to go to the Dragon Boat Festival too?

Shangguan shook his shoulders, looked around and saw that the palace people were busy with their own affairs and did not look at them, so he simply came over to talk,

When the court is more stable, we will raise troops to take back the two cities from Dongchen. I have to go to the border to kill the enemy, so I can't slack off.

Shangguan Yao didn't mention the emperor at all, because he was afraid that he would be sad if he mentioned his friend.

you go?

Song Qing frowned, Does General Shangguan know about this? Although he knew that Ah Yao had practiced martial arts since he was a child, he also knew that Ah Yao would go to the battlefield sooner or later.

But when I heard it, my heart still couldn't help but skip a beat, and I didn't want Ah Yao to take the risk.

I know.

Just at this moment, Xiao Caizi brought the washed fruit over. Shangguan Yao picked up a pear and bit off a large piece.

My dad wrote a letter asking me to go. Oh, don't worry about me. It's not like you don't know how skilled I am.

The two cities were lost by the Shangguan family and their army, so it should be taken back by the Shangguan family.

Knowing is knowing.

Song Qing pursed her lips slightly, but she couldn't bear the thought of being blind on the battlefield. When she thought about it, if everyone in the world had the same thoughts as herself,

There were no soldiers left in the court who could fight the enemy, so he finally suppressed his worries and said, Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back.

necessary!

Shangguan Yao patted his chest boldly, which can be said to be quite informal. He thought of something and swallowed the pear chunks he was chewing in his mouth.

Beauty, what kind of emperor...

Song Qing interrupted, took a sip of wine from the rhinoceros horn cup and chuckled, Didn't I tell you not to mention him?

Shangguan Yao knew this would happen, and said without giving up, You really don't want the emperor? But hasn't the emperor never touched those concubines in the past six months?

Beauty, you see that the emperor is so protective of you, why can't you be accommodating?

Song Qing put down the rhinoceros horn cup, picked up a crystal clear seedless grape and entered it.

We already have a harem, and it will be a matter of time before we enter the harem. Besides, these are no longer important to me.

If she convinces herself that she can pass the test in her heart, she should be fighting for favor in the harem now instead of sitting here drinking.

Shangguan Yao looked at the beautiful scenery outside the hall and sighed, Looking at the beauty like this, she really can't help the emperor this time.

However,

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the delicate laughter of a group of warblers rang out from the entrance of the palace.

Song Qing was no stranger to this kind of voice in the past six months. To be honest, it was quite annoying and quite unlucky.

Look, dear concubine, the priest is awake, and Miss Shangguan is also with the priest. Today we are really at the right time.

Shangguan Yao almost choked to death on a piece of pear, and it came again and again. The emperor still wanted to say something nice for him in front of the minister, so what could he say?

My servant, my servant, has met the noble concubine and all of you young masters.

The palace people bowed politely, and Zhao Wanrou's smile was dignified, virtuous, and generous, Everyone, please get up, there is no need to be polite.

She has the attitude of a mother caring for the world.

Shangguan Yao resisted the urge to kick the group of people in front of him out, stood up and said politely,

I have met the noble concubine and all the young masters.

Song Qing repeated what Shangguan Yao said, but instead of saluting, she just stood up to be on equal footing with Zhao Wanrou.

After all, the imperial concubine is not the royal wife. If she is not the royal wife, she is not a member of the royal family. In Dayuan, the priest only needs to salute the royal family.

After some polite exchanges and court ladies serving tea and water,

Zhao Wanrou put down the steaming tea cup and explained her purpose with a smile, Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. Your Majesty knows that I like sweets.

So I specially ordered the imperial dining room to pack some sweet rice dumplings and have them delivered to my palace. I heard that in addition to my concubine’s palace,

The rice dumplings in other palaces were all salty, so I wanted to bring some sweet rice dumplings to the priest to try.

Yes, yes, priest, look at how well the concubine sister treats you. You must know that these sweet rice dumplings were specially made for my sister by the emperor. The concubine sister herself is not willing to eat more.

A concubine immediately agreed, fearing that Song Qing would not accept it, but she left out the words that it was a special gift from the emperor.

Shangguan Yao now wants to rush to the entrance of the palace, ride on his red fire and leave. You said these concubines will not come sooner or later.

But she had just finished speaking good words for the emperor, where should she put her face? !

Song Qing's eyes glanced at the few rice dumplings in the basket carried by Zhao Wanrou's personal maid. She didn't like sweets, but she still agreed.

Then I would like to thank you, the Imperial Concubine, for your blessing, so that I can have the honor to taste the sweet rice dumplings that the Emperor specially made for the Imperial Concubine.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wanrou saw a moment of confusion and astonishment on the faces of a group of warblers, and the coquettish tear moles at the end of her eyes stirred up banter.

how,

Won't you accept it?