Madam is a Superstar - Chapter 569

   Chapter 569 The Emperor’s Decline

  The Queen Mother? Waiting for living? Delicious meal?

  Song Qing squinted her eyes lightly, and looked at Yuan’er from top to bottom, “This priest will go to the Queen Mother’s side, where will you go back where you come from?

  I don’t need to serve people here, and I’m not interested in delicious food. “

   While talking, he swept to a few places, and felt a few more breaths in the dark place, and the heart of greeting the eighteenth generation of Nangong Yuzu’s ancestors was full,

   What is this for?

  Isn’t it because you didn’t come to greet her yesterday? As for sending so many people to monitor her?

  The priests of all dynasties and dynasties will have the emperor’s person to monitor their every move, but she is probably the only one with so many.

   “Aren’t you going yet?”

   He retracted his eyes and saw Yuan’er who was still standing motionless in front of him, her delicate red lips spitting out her lazy voice with a hint of anger.

   Yuan’er blinked her round eyes, “Sir, slaves can also make wine. Songhua wine, cinnamon wine, rice wine, plum wine are like these common wine cities, and slaves are also very good at warming wine.”

   After saying that, the little girl lowered her head and looked obedient.

  Song Qing: “…”

   is very good, as expected of someone under Nangong Yu’s hand, who beats snakes and beats seven inches.

   raised his feet, walked towards the dining room, and left a sentence without looking back,

   “Little Caizi, take Miss Yuan’er to the wine cellar to pick a jar of wine at will, and let this priest taste Miss Yuan’er’s craft of warming wine.”

   In this case, even if you let go.

   Yuan’er has a good hand in warm wine, which is very suitable for Song Qing’s appetite. If you think about it, there are so many people in the dark place.

   also let the little girl stay, I thought I could live a stable life after talking with the concubine,

   Of course, when she could meet Queen Nangong Yu wherever she went, Song Qing deeply felt that either she was unlucky, or Nangong Yu had a serious illness.

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   Royal Garden, by the Willow River,

  Song Qing was lying on the comfortable Taishi chair, holding a fishing rod without bait in his hand.

   It is pleasant to feel the spring breeze and the warmth. It can be said that Jiang Taigong’s fishing volunteers have been completely deduced.

   “How many fish did you catch?”

   A steady voice sounded behind him,

  Song Qing’s hand, which was slipping the fishing rod, trembled, and his hair stood on end.

   “Chen Song Qing sees the emperor, hehe, hehe, the emperor, what a coincidence, what a coincidence.”

   As he said that, he took a step back to better widen the distance between the monarch and his ministers.

   Nangong Yu’s thin lips pursed straight, as if to see through the woman with downcast eyes, the emperor’s usual awe-inspiring look was mixed with decadence,

   “You just don’t want to see me?”

   The words of the king who held the power of life and death in the world revealed a bit of powerlessness.

  Song Qing’s long eyelashes trembled, but it was only for a moment, and the heart lake with some waves returned to calm, “I dare not.”

   silence,

   long silence.

   Until Song Qing felt his hands and feet saluting slightly numb, he couldn’t help looking at Nangong Yushi,

   Only then did I realize that the tall and majestic figure of the man had long since left, and a gust of spring breeze blew past,

  Song Qing stood on the spot and was a little lost, unable to tell what was in his heart,

   It’s not that he can’t detect the change in Nangong Yu’s treatment of himself, but it’s just that the boat is done.

  The three thousand beauties in the harem are irreversible, and her fiery heart for him has been withdrawn,

   She still can’t convince herself to serve a husband with others, so why don’t she do it, why do it make sense to repeat the same mistakes.

  The days go by in a flash, the twelfth lunar winter is cold, the snow is heavy,

  In the warm pavilion of the priest’s hall,

  Song Qing reclined lazily on the soft red sandalwood couch, playing with the novel objects that Master had just brought back to the palace.

   “Sir, the temperature of the wine you want is ready!”

   Yuan’er ran in excitedly holding a warm wine, and suddenly heard a movement in the front yard,

   Subconsciously looking back, seeing that it was the empress dowager who was dressed in jewels, she hurriedly saluted,

   “The slave girl has seen the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother is blessed and safe.”

   “All right, all get up, get up, Aijia is here to find Xiaoqingqing from Aijia.”

  While the Empress Dowager was talking, Song Qing had heard the movement and came out from the warm pavilion, “The Empress Dowager, it’s freezing outside, why are you here?”

  Song Dai gave Song Qing a strange look, “Isn’t Aijia missing you, so I came to see you. I just happened to have someone bring back a few new words, so I’ll show you what I’ve read.”

  Song Qing was a little helpless, and was not interested in these books that wrote about love between men and women, but he did not reject the elders’ wishes.

   “Just let the palace servants bring them over. If you want me, let the palace servants pass the word to me, and I will go to see you.”

  An antidote for ant bites, apart from aging appearance, also does some damage to the body, so it is always right to take good care of the body.

  Song Dai felt warm in her heart, but still said, “You child, how can you be more nagging than an old man like me.”

  The palace staff quickly brought tea, snacks, melon and fruit candied fruit, and the refreshing tea fragrance opened in the warm pavilion.

  Song Dai always mentions Nangong Yu intentionally or unintentionally when chatting, and the intention is self-evident.

  Song Qing doesn’t break it, but every time he subtly bypasses this topic and talks about something else.

   “Little Qingqing.”

  Song Dai put down the book and took a sip of sweet scented tea. After observing this year, I always felt that the two children still have each other’s place in their hearts.

   It’s useless even if the son doesn’t live up to his expectations and teaches a lot of ways to please women, and now he can only start with Xiao Qingqing.

“You say.”

   Song Qing has always been more patient with the Queen Mother, an elder who has loved her since childhood.

  Song Dai was holding an exquisite flower tea cup. The more she saw Song Qing, the daughter-in-law she had seen since childhood, the more she liked it, and said,

   “This book says that as long as the method is used well, the female chases the male interlayer yarn, like if you want to refuse, you still welcome, you want to talk, and you want to play hard…”

   “This man, you have to be detached in order to firmly grasp his heart…”

  Song Dai talked about her opinions in her youth and her experience of reading various books for many years. The more Song Qing listened to the tears, the stronger her smile became.

   But she didn’t take it to heart. She opened the bow and didn’t turn back the arrow. She felt that it was fine for now.

  …

   It’s another year in a flash,

   In the year of auspicious snow, it has been nearly two years since the emperor’s personal expedition to kill the Dongchen soldiers and retake the two cities and exterminate the barbarians,

   However, there are still people on Shili Long Street who will talk about this after a meal, and occasionally storytellers will tell stories about it,

   “Peanut soup, hot peanut soup, sweet and delicious peanut soup!”

   “Lamb meat dumplings and mutton soup, drink a bowl to keep your belly round and your body warm!”

   “Bacon bacon, home-cured bacon!”

  The shouts of the West Street and the long alley are one after another, and the people still have to live after the snow.

  People come and go, a tall and thin figure dressed in indigo color shows the literati’s character and walked into a hot business restaurant at the end of the alley.

  Xiao Er, the shopkeeper of this restaurant, came over to say hello, “Guest officer, please take a seat, what would you like to drink? We have the tea that our common people drink and the good Longjing…”

   “Come here with a pot of Longjing.” When someone interrupted Xiao Er’s words, Xiao Er immediately smiled and said, “Okay, guest officer, please come here, please.”

   After personally guiding the person to a seat with an excellent view, he turned around and shouted to the lady at the counter, “A good pot of Longjing!”

   (end of this chapter)