Madam is a Superstar

"What are you doing? You see, you can't explain it yourself. My teacher is right. You just have pregnancy depression that you would call another world."

Miao Shuiyuan patted the pieces and swallowed the sesame candy in his mouth. After saying this, he looked at Song Qing up and down with both disgust and distress.

"If you think about it, in the past, would you think of the worst when something happened like you do now?

Let’s not talk about anything else, just take this sign as an example. That poor girl did suffer from illness for half a month because of your words of advice.

But because of this, I got your promise not to look at the monk’s face but the Buddha’s face. For the sake of you, the queen,

From now on, her parents will never treat her harshly no matter how unhappy they are. Is this a good thing? And the little girl and her grandfather..."

Miaoshui didn't need Song Qing to answer, so he clasped his fingers and continued talking, saying he was disgusted.

Is there any child who has been raised by me since childhood who doesn’t feel distressed? At the end of the long speech,

Miaoshui's mouth was a little dry, so he picked up the bird's nest in front of the case and took a few symbolic bites.

While scooping up the food with a spoon, he never forgot to stare at Song Qing with his eyes filled with hatred.

"Master, here is cassia seed and chrysanthemum tea."

Song Qing found it very funny, but after the little old lady just said this,

The string that had been tightly wound at the tip of her heart has relaxed somewhat. Could it be that she really has a tendency to suffer from depression during pregnancy recently?

"go!"

Miaoshui rolled his eyes at his disciple again, curled his lips when he saw the tea cup pushed in front of him, and muttered in disgust.

"The Queen Mother loves this flower, but she doesn't like this thing. It's not sweet enough or bitter enough. My mouth is so irritated when I drink it."

As he spoke, he pushed the tea cup aside and said, "Tsk, I don't know what's so good about this flower."

She said she wanted to let go of that old scumbag, but she still didn't fall in love with the girl who fell in love with the old scumbag when she was young.

This good friend of hers, how could she not let go of the high-spirited young man in her heart even though her hair turned gray overnight?

Seeing that his disciple had not replied to him for a long time, Miaoshui recovered from his sigh and looked up at Song Qing and added,

"The evil obstacles on your face are now offset. The powerful little girl and her grandfather,

There is also that poor girl who should not survive this winter. Remember what I said to you that night,

You are pregnant with not one person but two people now. Don't act rashly based on your whim in the future. "

Song Qing was a little startled. If the old woman had not mentioned it, she would have forgotten about it. Later, she realized that she had not had nightmares for a long time.

"Master, except for the first few days, I have never had nightmares recently."

She thought that after drinking a few doses of medicine, Yun Meiren's evil deeds had disappeared.

When Miao Shui stopped stirring the bird's nest, he felt surprised and thought for a while.

"Is it possible... because that child Nangong is with you?"

As soon as the old woman mentioned Nangong Yu, Song Qing's mind came to mind with every detail of last night's paintings.

He couldn't help but cough slightly, his charming face looked a little uncomfortable,

"Maybe."

Having said that, I still have some doubts in my heart. After all, Donor Huo has been busy with reforms recently.

Except for meals, lunch breaks and nights, the two of them didn't spend much time together.

It's been cold recently, and she, who is easily sleepy, has taken a nap alone.

On the way back to Fengming Palace from the Priest Hall,

The wheels of the carriage moved forward smoothly on the snow, leaving two clearly visible lines of tracks.

The palace was very quiet, with the white snow on the ground and the biting cold wind blowing.

"Yuan'er, how many concubines are still living in the harem now?"

Song Qing's accustomed lax voice came from the carriage, which startled Yuan'er who was walking quietly beside the carriage.

After exhaling a breath, he quietly raised his hand and patted his chest. He thought for a moment before answering.

"Your Majesty, the concubines and concubines have almost left a few days ago. Now there are only three young masters left in the Plum Garden."

After waiting for a while and not hearing anything else from Song Qing, Yuan'er blinked and tentatively spoke,

"Your Majesty, would you like me to come over and give you some advice?"

At best it sounds like persuasion, but at worst it means driving people away.

"No need to persuade, just go and find out why they don't want to leave the palace."

Song Qing rubbed her fingertips. There were many concubines in the harem who were infatuated with Nangong Yu, but not everyone was infatuated.

Put yourself in her shoes, if she were one of these concubines,

She will definitely take the money and leave the palace to go home happily. In the future, she may marry someone else or live alone.

It is better to be free outside the palace than to wait for a favor with little hope in a palace with many rules.

Those who remain here and still refuse to leave the palace are either infatuated and unwavering in love without hitting the wall or looking back.

Or maybe there is something hidden. Although my grandparents have not asked how many people are in the harem since they entered the palace,

But the two elders looked at her with distress in their eyes, saying that she was intolerant of others or looking for trouble.

Emperors throughout the ages had a harem of three thousand, but she wanted her emperor to only love her.

"promise."

…

At night, the bed curtains sway slightly,

The couple hugged each other as usual, and because of the speculations they had with the old lady in the afternoon,

The way Song Qing looked at Nangong Yu tonight was just like the way he looked when they first met in another world.

She didn't know before,

The emperor's dragon energy has such wonderful uses!

"Still want it, huh?"

Nangong Yu didn't know what the person in his arms was thinking. Quan Dang thought it had been a long time since he felt that he wanted the woman he loved again after what happened last night.

He lowered his head and kissed Song Qing's forehead with straight thin lips. His restrained and mellow voice comforted her warmly.

"Be patient and I'll give it to you in a few days. Too often can easily hurt the child."

Listen to what kind of words this is, it's better than the old couple Song Qing doesn't blush.

Instead, Nangong Yu moved downwards, controlling Nangong Yu's weak spot with great strength.

Hearing the man's sexy and hoarse hum with satisfaction, his eyes met, and those captivating beautiful eyes were extremely innocent.

"What did you say, husband?"

As he spoke, his long and shiny fingers were restless and unscrupulous, and his dazzling tears were rippling, "Tsk, who wants it?"

He was so busy all day long, and he didn't know where this man could find the leisure to think about unhealthy things as soon as he held her at night.

Nangong Yu looked at Song Qing's cunning eyes, his protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, and his lips curved up into a smile.

The dry and warm palms held the woman's soft hands, and the gentle deep voice became hoarse.

"Be good, let go, it's Qingqing who will be wronged in the future."

Regarding this topic, Song Qing could not deny it and could not refute it, nor did he want to refute it.

He let go docilely and turned to hug his narrow waist and asked about the worries in his heart.

"I heard that Fu Yin left the palace today? How did Dr. Zhang and the others learn the art of witchcraft?

Is there any progress? If Dongchen uses witchcraft to attack Dongchen after the beginning of spring, will our army have enough power to counterattack? "

She is really afraid,

I'm afraid that something will happen to Nangong Yu, and I'm also afraid that something will happen to Dayuan. It's okay if I don't have Fendanzi.

At worst, if something unexpected happens to Nangong Yu, she will die with him, but now that she has Fendanzi,

She doesn't want to let go of her dumplings, just like she was when she was a child. She didn't have the love of her father or her mother at a young age.