Madam is a Superstar

"child."

Song Qing's thoughts were brought back by Miaoshui's sound. He raised his eyes following the sound and saw the old woman's expression was a little solemn.

Miaoshui glanced at his disciple's belly, then nodded toward the sandalwood box that collected turbid air.

"You go back and ask Nangong's children to pay more attention to the outside of the palace to see which family has suddenly suffered a big misfortune, and which people were originally good.

He suddenly died suddenly for no reason or died. Then go to the spot where the little girl dug soil to plant orchids and look for it.

See if you can find a few more pieces of black iron. Seeing that the baby in your belly is about to come out full term, if you want to give birth in another world, you must hurry up and find it. "

Today is a wonderful Spring Festival and I didn’t want to spoil my disciple’s happiness. However, I saw that my child’s belly was getting bigger day by day.

Recalling the hardships Aru went through when he gave birth to the emperor, he still couldn't help but worry about the child even though he was an old man.

"Um."

Song Qing nodded in agreement. The small bamboo stick that Wu Yun brought back had too little turbid air attached to it.

The incomplete black iron tablet obtained by accident was full of turbidity. These two items alone were only enough for them to return to another world.

If you go back to the Great Abyss, you will have to find another way to find the turbid energy, let alone bring people from other worlds to the Great Abyss for fun.

…

The troupe sang for a whole day,

The Queen Mother listened happily, thinking that the troupe who was reciting the Spring Festival would not easily wave their hands and reward them.

"Miao, tell me, you just don't have good eyesight. Not to mention how good Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are in this troupe. In-laws, tell me..."

Several old people chatted, while Song Qing pulled the man who rarely changed into a dragon robe aside to talk about the turbid air.

Nangong Yu casually summoned Xiao Quanzi and ordered him to bring two pear blossom chairs. The snow had already stopped, and the fading light of dusk swayed into the hall.

The reflection on the body brings wisps of warmth to people, Song Qing said while watching Nangong Yu rub and play with his fingertips,

He pursed his lips and was speechless. Did this man mistake her hand for his wrench? What are these bad habits? Pull out your hand deliberately.

Nangong Yu wrapped the woman's soft hand around him as if he had a premonition, and a deep laugh escaped from his throat to comfort his wife's annoyance.

"I've always asked them to pay attention to what you just said. There will always be something, don't worry."

The phoenix eyes seemed to glance over the bulging belly inadvertently, and the words of comfort seemed to be light.

It’s just that I don’t want my pregnant wife to get angry in a hurry. Turbidity is rare.

But giving birth to a child is like going through the gate of hell. How can he really keep his color unchanged even when the mountain collapses?

"Fine."

Song Qing sighed. After all, there were many palace people coming and going in the hall, so it would not be too late to say some things together with other things at night.

The sun sets over the western mountains,

The whole family had dinner together just like yesterday, and talked for a long time in the dining room.

We just rode the carriage back to our respective palaces. Last night, we just stayed together in a pile on New Year's Eve.

There is no reason to get into trouble tonight. The main reason is that a few old people want to leave space for the young couple to get along.

Miaoshui did not go back to the priest's hall with Grandpa Song and Grandma Song tonight, but stayed in Cining Palace to accompany the Queen Mother, a long-time friend.

According to what the Queen Mother said, they were two lonely old people, and together they became a pair.

This way,

After the couple returned to Fengming Palace, they went to take a bath. It was really too cold after nightfall and they didn't want to do much activities.

The incense that induces sleep and soothes the mind lingers in the bedroom, and the burning silver charcoal occasionally makes a small sound or two,

"It is impossible for twins to be twins. I have gained a lot of weight recently, and my whole body is also a little swollen.

How about using these excuses and the reason of wearing thick clothes in winter to show your belly? "

Song Qing was afraid of the cold, but fortunately, Huo Donor, a mobile human-shaped heater, could keep him warm. Even though he was covered with thick and warm quilts,

He also habitually wrapped his hands and feet around Nangong Yu's body, quite a bit like a koala pulling at a tree tightly.

"Um."

The brilliance of the night pearl has been extinguished. In the luxurious palace, only a few faint flames of silver charcoal can be seen. It is unclear what the emperor's expression is.

The word "um" was too perfunctory. Song Qing was about to have a fit on her lips when Nangong Yu pity kissed her.

"It's because I didn't think well, so I ignored these words. My next decree is to tell them to control their mouths. If anyone dares to talk nonsense in the future, they will never be able to speak."

An emperor is an emperor after all. He had some restraint in another world. After returning to the Great Abyss, he no longer has any scruples. The nature of a person's bones is always hard to change.

Song Qing knew this very well, so she didn't say much. She gave up with an angry look and poked the man's narrow but strong waist with her fingernails.

"Can they believe such a far-fetched statement? I don't even believe it myself."

Another kiss fell on the soft red lips, and the steady aura of mature hormones enveloped her, enveloping her with undeniable strength and dominance.

"You have to believe it even if you don't believe it."

The black hair is entangled, the sound of swallowing can be heard vaguely in the boundless night, the sharp and sexy lines of the Adam's apple rolling, the voice is hoarse to the extreme,

"Song Qing, it's very soft and sweet."

Song Qing's red lips twitched slightly, and there was no doubt that the word "soft" was the word "sweet"...

If she hadn't seen the smell described in the pregnancy manual, she would have almost believed this man's lies.

The night gets deeper,

It was pitch dark outside the palace. It was rare that it didn't snow again after nightfall. The cold wind in February carried the vague fragrance of pear blossoms, which was especially refreshing.

The days pass day by day,

In a blink of an eye, it was the day before the Lantern Festival, and I ate glutinous rice balls delivered from the imperial kitchen early in the morning.

The white and fat glutinous rice balls are round and round, lying in the small azure ceramic bowl, which is very pleasant.

Song Qing never liked sweets, so she ate a few symbolically and then put down her spoon to drink the porridge.

Yuan'er saw this and asked tentatively, "My Lady, you don't like these sweet dumplings. How about I ask the imperial kitchen to make some salty glutinous rice balls?"

Salty glutinous rice balls?

Song Qing held the tips of winter bamboo shoots in her hands and tried to think about the taste of salty glutinous rice balls. The mole at the end of her left eye raised slightly.

"Let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and I have almost eaten. It would be a waste if I can't finish it."

She has always ignored her appetite, and it was only after she became pregnant with rice dumplings that she became obsessed with eating spicy and sour foods.

Yuan'er responded with a smile, "No."

It's a nice day today, and the snow will stop falling when the sky turns white.

I can't help but it's even colder when the snow melts. The warm light golden sun shines on people, but they still make people tremble with coldness.

"emperor."

"emperor."

As soon as Song Qing raised one foot and stepped out of the dining room threshold, the emperor's majestic guard of honor stepped into Fengming Palace.

Thinking of Nangong Yu, he went to the morning court on an empty stomach and didn't come back until now. After all, he took back the step he took.

It is true that as a wife, it is time for her to step forward to greet her husband who has returned from a busy state affairs.

However, it is really troublesome to get sick while pregnant with rice dumplings, so I simply don’t want to be a good wife and mother.

But when the man came closer, he reached out and handed Tang Pozi in his arms, and wanted to take off the large cloak, but Nangong Yu avoided him.

"No, I can do it myself. Your hands will be cold again later."

The temperature outside is no better than inside. Even if people are sitting in a carriage, there will be cold wind blowing in.

The cloak exposed to the cold air is used to resist the outermost cold air. As you can imagine, there is not much warmth to speak of.