Madam is a Superstar

"Master, over there with the old priest..." Grandma Rong stood guard at the door and listened to everything she should and shouldn't hear.

The Queen Mother turned sideways and looked at the little daisy swaying in the wind, and said, "Xiao Qingqing will find that thing naturally when she looks for Miao. Let her go. After so many years, Miao's knot in her heart should finally come to an end."

Aunt Rong knew that her master was thinking about old things again, so she quietly said not to disturb him again.

This room,

Nangong Yu returned to Fengming Palace. After finishing his work, Yuan'er was leading people to take away the breakfast food warmed by the emperor from the small kitchen.

Hearing the movement in the front yard, he hurriedly poked his head out of the kitchen, wondering why Eunuch De had just left.

The emperor came back now, but he still bowed quickly and brought the food to the dining room to set it up.

The emperor was unhappy, and the dining hall was extremely quiet.

"Didn't you say you want to discuss state affairs with the ministers? Why are you back? The war on the border is not going well?"

Song Qing stayed with him whenever he had nothing to do, and from time to time he would use chopsticks to add food to the man's bowl.

Nangong Yu didn't say a word. From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at Song Qing's finger where the doctor asked the doctor to change the dressing and bandage again. "Is it better?"

Song Qing followed her gaze, feeling a slight warmth in her heart. She raised her lips and answered truthfully, "The doctor's medicine is very effective. It's much better."

That's all, Donor Huo didn't want to say anything, so she just didn't ask.

Breakfast is finished,

Nangong Yu did not review the memorial as usual, but held Song Qing in his arms without saying a word for a long time.

The morning light filtered through the window lattice, and the soft light reflected on the two of them.

Song Qing didn't ask what happened. She just sat quietly on the man's lap, her hands stroking his broad back.

long time,

Nangong Yu opened his eyes, clasped his wife's soft hair in his arms with his big palm, and approached her carved face to absorb the sweetness of his red lips.

This kiss trembled slightly,

It is undeniable that the moment his mother learned the truth, he had murderous thoughts.

…

At the same time, the frontier

The war was raging, and when the two armies were fighting, the deafening sound of fighting resounded.

Bursts of horse hooves seemed to crush the earth, spears, swords, bows and arrows collided and pierced flesh and blood,

With blood splattering and screaming, the corpses of the soldiers fell one after another. Looking at the broken limbs and remains everywhere,

The hot blood flowed gurglingly, as if it was going to dye the entire battlefield red.

In a blink of an eye, night falls,

Illuminating torches were burning in the two observation towers of the military camp, and soldiers wearing armor and guarding the sentry at night were walking back and forth.

A small fire was burning in the military camp, and injured soldiers came in and out of several military doctors' tents.

Some of them are still walking around on their own, while others are dying on simple blood-soaked stretchers.

In the commander's tent,

After listening to the soldiers' report on the number of casualties, Military Advisor Jin Lin frowned and looked at Cao Mao, who was the commander this time, and said,

"General, after a few battles, although our army is better than Dongchen in every aspect, the Gu's manpower is infinite and it doesn't know the pain. The number of casualties in our army is really not optimistic.

It will take at least three days for General Yuwen and his troops to arrive. For now, we still need to discuss countermeasures as soon as possible.

To prevent Dongchen from fighting a protracted war with us, when their army of poisoners arrives earlier than our reinforcements, it will be another fierce battle with heavy casualties. "

Immediately there was a man with a Chinese character face and a ferocious scar on his face. He clenched his iron fist and slammed it on the table.

"His grandma, this thing is so fucking evil, I swiped the sword over and cut him in the waist.

His mother dragged half of her body to pick off my horse's legs, and I had to stomp that thing to pieces! So damn unlucky! "

The person speaking was the vanguard of this battle. There was a person in the corner who narrowed his eyes and echoed fiercely.

"The last night attack to cut him in the waist was effective. It seems that Dongchen has used the Gu man to play tricks."

Cao Mao's armor was still on, and there were traces of blood and cold light under the torchlight. He didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The people who were speaking stopped talking when they saw this. For a while, the only sound left was the sound of patrols outside the military tent and the faint sound of burning torches.

a long time,

Cao Mao looked around at the few capable men present, and finally his eyes fell on the man with the scar on his face.

"Dong Gang, take someone outside to carry some corpses of Dongchen soldiers in."

"Huh? Yes, General!" Dong Gang was a little confused, but he still followed the order and led a small team of people to carry the corpse under the cover of night.

The few people who stayed behind asked confusedly, "General, what do you want Dongchen Bing's body for?"

Cao Mao took out a secret letter and handed it over, saying, "We have been trying to find a breakthrough from the Gu people before, but we have made no progress so far.

Inspired by the words in the emperor's letter, this general will focus on the Dongchen soldiers today.

We can confirm that the Gu human form is undoubtedly the same as the walking corpse. So, how do they distinguish between friends and foes? "

Jin Lin thought about it for a while before replying, "But because of the armor and flags of the two armies..."

The words stopped abruptly. Armor and military flags are a way to distinguish between friends and foes during battles between two armies.

But judging from the Gu people they captured alive, there was nothing sober about the Gu people as ordinary people. From this point of view,

Can they boldly guess that Gu people cannot be distinguished by armor and military flags? Then...

"General, do you think the problem lies with Dongchen soldiers?" Jin Lin thought for a moment, "Dongchen soldiers are no different from our army except for their armor and flags."

Speaking of which, Dongchen can be regarded as an outlier. When other countries become vassals of great powers, they will more or less insist on retaining their own customs, customs and traditions.

Dongchen, on the other hand, did the opposite. As long as it was owned by a big country, they would imitate everything they saw and heard, and would even discard the original things of their own country.

"Don't worry, everything will become clear when Dong Gang brings him back."

When Cao Mao opened his mouth, he was thinking about the scene today when several Dongchen soldiers jumped up and stabbed him. At that time, he seemed to smell a strange smell.

It takes about a cup of tea,

Dong Gang returned with a group of people and saw Cao Mao and his party coming out of the military tent.

He threw the two Dongchen corpses on his shoulders to the ground, clapped his hands and said, "General, I brought them back to you."

As soon as Dong Gang threw it away, several of the small group of people who followed him also threw Dongchen Bing's body on their shoulders.

When they saw the commander and deputy general, the soldiers who were resting against each other around the fire all looked this way.

Soon, through the firelight, it was clear that the two corpses thrown to the ground by Dong Gang were from Dongchen, and they were very puzzled.

"you."

Cao Mao looked around, stopped a soldier who was not seriously injured and ordered, "Go and ask Dr. Yang to come over."

The soldier trotted back in response, and quickly brought over Doctor Yang who was in Cao Mao's mouth.

Cao Mao simply said a few words about his conjecture. Doctor Yang squatted down and looked at the two Dongchen soldiers.

Cao Mao knelt down and smelled closer, but for a while he couldn't smell the peculiar smell.

Besides the smell of blood, the tip of my nose was filled with the smell of blood. I couldn't help but look at Dr. Yang, who was proficient in pharmacology.

"Sir, do you smell something strange?"

"General, wait a moment, please identify them carefully," said Doctor Yang, taking off the armor of the two Dongchen soldiers and identifying them carefully.

The soldiers watching around vaguely guessed something, and immediately followed Dr. Yang and became quiet, some even held their breaths.