Madam is a Superstar

What happened in the priest's hall was quickly reported to Nangong Yu in full.

Well, let's go down.

The secret guard took the order and quietly retreated, and the imperial study fell into the same silence as before.

And there was white rice paper spread out on the golden nanmu table, with the word Song Qing written on it over and over again.

Outside the Imperial Study Room,

Dehong sighed, there was no special order from the emperor, it was clearly the emperor casually agreed to the imperial concubine’s request to eat sweet rice dumplings.

The emperor clearly cares about the priest, why is he unwilling to talk about it, alas...

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Time flies, another year passes,

Under the governance of Nangong Yu, the intertwined forces in the court tended to be balanced.

The civil and military factions were divided into separate factions, and the emperor was the middleman between the two factions. This was a situation that the emperor was happy to see happen.

If there are exceptions, then the only exception is the priest Song Qing.

high status,

Although there is no real power, everyone must respect the priest because of his extraordinary ability.

The spring breeze is warm,

Black five-clawed dragon flags were fluttering in the wind, and the army was mighty and powerful.

The emperor personally sent his ministers and concubines to see each other off, and it was a picture of sadness and reluctance.

This way,

Song Qing stuffed the Peace Talisman into Shangguan Yao's armor and said, The battlefield is dangerous, so be careful and don't show off.

I know, I know. When you stay in the capital, you should drink less and don't drink all day and night.

Shangguan Yao is wearing a neat armor today, and his three thousand black hair is tied up high, which makes him look heroic.

He held the reins of the horse and replied while using his peripheral vision to glance at the emperor's concubine. He bumped his friend's elbow and said without giving up,

Sir, you really don't want to go over and take a look? I see that the emperor keeps looking towards us, why don't you go over and say a few words? One or two words are fine.

There's nothing to say. Song Qing stretched out his hand to straighten Shangguan Yao's armor, Isn't it enough to have so many concubines talking to him? Why should I join in the fun? I didn't eat any sweet rice dumplings.

Not only did she not eat the sweet rice dumplings, but she and Nangong Yu had not spoken in private for more than a year.

Of course, except for court matters, not to mention that she could see the concubines every now and then in the palace.

Being in such a situation day after day, no matter how deep your feelings are, they will fade away as time goes by.

Shangguan shook his lips and twitched. Her beauty Qing had been holding a grudge for ten years. Suddenly her eyes widened and she turned away and lowered her voice.

Come, come, come, the emperor is coming towards us!

Song Qing's fingertips brushing against the cold armor paused, and for a moment she retracted her hand as if nothing had happened.

Instead of escaping, he turned around and looked at the man walking towards him.

Behind Nangong Yu, there were a group of concubines who were ordered not to follow and were pulling on their veils with hatred.

I see you, Your Majesty.

Song Qing was very calm, as always, he deliberately blurred his vision and did not look at Qing Nangong Yu's face. After all, men's seductive eyes are really annoying.

Nangong Yu glanced at Shangguan Yao's armor, and his dark eyes traced the eyebrows of the woman in front of him and finally settled on his fingertips.

If you encounter trouble, just look for Ayu.

Song Qing's long eyelashes trembled, and her heart that had calmed down couldn't stop beating. She took a deep breath to calm down, Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty.

Nothing more can be said about this,

According to common sense, Nangong Yu should leave at this time, but he still had no intention of moving.

The atmosphere between the two was tense for a moment, but Shangguan Yao, who knew it well, had the foresight to step aside and look at the sky.

ah,

The sky is really clear and cloudless today!

Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, please take care, Your Majesty.

In the end, Song Qing broke through this subtlety, and Nangong Yu seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and the awe-inspiring coldness all over his body melted away.

good.

A quarter of an hour later,

The sound of drums and trumpets filled the sky, and the army marched out.

After another quarter of an hour, the concubines and ministers had almost left, and the military camp suddenly became quieter.

Song Qing stood alone for a long time, but Xiao Caizi couldn't bear it anymore and ran over to remind him,

Sir, it's time to go back.

Priests were not allowed to leave the palace for too long, especially if there were no other priests in the palace.

Um.

Song Qing returned to his thoughts and walked towards the priest's carriage parked not far away.

I used blood as a sacrifice to divine fortune last night. This trip will be auspicious. There is nothing to worry about, right?

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Fast forward half a year,

Reports of battles from the frontiers circulated frequently, and many major events were sent to the frontiers for the emperor to decide.

It was another early morning court day. Song Qing stepped into the Qinzheng Hall dressed in priestly court attire, and was met with the attention and raised eyebrows of several civil servants.

Master Priest.

Zhao Zhengqing, the leader of the civil servants, was smiling broadly. However, Song Qing felt that his scalp was numb with such a smile.

What does the old fox of the Zhao family want to do? I thought so in my heart but didn't show it on my face. I responded with the same polite official smile.

Prime Minister.

Zhao Zhengqing took a few steps forward, smiled in an easy-going manner, and asked casually, The priest is young and promising, is he in his prime? Is there anyone he could be interested in?

The generals on the other side frowned and did not like hearing this. They looked at Zhao Zhengqing and a large group of civil servants with their tiger eyes.

Before Miss Shangguan left for the expedition, she repeatedly told them to take care of the priests. What did Zhao Zhengqing, an old man, want to do? ?

Looking at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no one knows that the priests liked the emperor, and the emperor was also interested in the priests.

Listen to what kind of crazy talk this question is about pretending to be stupid. Isn't this deliberately looking for trouble?

Prime Minister, I, the capable minister of Dayuan, am busy with official duties. Why do you care about the unintentional person in my heart today?

Compared to the generals who were filled with righteous indignation, Song Qing, the person involved, was much calmer.

He's just an old fox with ulterior motives, and he won't end well.

Hahahaha. Zhao Zhengqing laughed heartily, I wonder if the priest remembers that he has a son? I had a heart-to-heart talk with Quanzi last night.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally learned that Quanzi had been in love with the priest for a long time. He turned out to be a parent and came to check on the priest early in the morning to see if this good relationship was possible.

Hey, Prime Minister, don't be anxious. I have never heard that the priest has his own heart...

According to my official opinion, Mr. Zhao is handsome and talented, and the priest is a man of stunning beauty. It is truly a match made in heaven!

The civil servants behind Zhao Zhengqing echoed one after another. They were singing a double act.

Just as the military generals were gearing up one by one, planning to start a fight with spittle stars flying around but couldn't fight to teach the civil servants how to behave,

Song Qing's flirtatious tearful mole at the end of her eyes showed a sense of joking, and she spoke in an unhurried tone, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Prime Minister and Mr. Zhao.

I don’t have the right person for this priest. Unfortunately, the master once asserted that this priest is destined to be the lone star of the evil spirits. It is relatively light to conquer my father and mother. This is serious...

The last note was prolonged, and when they saw Zhao Zhengqing's slightly changed expression, many ministers suddenly realized,

They said that the reason why the emperor cared about the priests but did not include the priests in the harem was because the priests were destined to be like this.

Song Qing's red lips curled up with satisfaction, I won't say anything serious, so as not to scare all my colleagues.

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Zhengqing with a smile,

I want the Prime Minister to say sorry to Mr. Zhao and this priest when he returns home. I have failed to live up to his deep love for this priest.

The great master has a thick skin that no one can match.