Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 327 Trouble

  The hall was silent for a long time, and no one took the initiative to speak for nearly half a cup of tea.

   If you ask if you want to, of course you want to, who would like to wait in the palace day after day?

   But the noble concubine doesn't speak, how can they dare to be such a bird with low rank,

  Xuan Zhaoyi is not in a hurry, she has nothing to lose if it is the best or not.

   Not to mention this noble harem, she couldn't believe that there was no one who hated priests to the core.

   "Swallow."

   Zhao Wanrou's voice made all the concubines at the bottom suddenly look over.

  Although his face is well concealed, he can't hide the surprise overflowing from the corners of his eyes and brows.

   "The servant is here." The palace maid respectfully responded, bowing her head in peace and waiting for the master's order,

   "Go and bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Zhao Wanrou opened her mouth and instructed, and then her eyes swept over the concubines one by one,

   "My sisters, do you have any opinions? If so, I will let Yan'er retire and this matter will be over."

   "Concubine..."

   Immediately there was a concubine showing a smile and she was about to answer, but she saw Zhao Wanrou raise her hand to signal for peace, and said with a decent smile,

   "Sister is not in a hurry, and it is not too late to agree after listening to Ben Gong."

   "Yes, elder sister." Concubine swallowed the words that came to her mouth, but the joy in her eyes could not be stopped.

   Zhao Wanrou's gaze shifted from the talking concubine to the other concubines, and fell sharply on a few hesitant concubines,

   "If there is a sister who is unwilling, Ben Gong and other sisters who are willing will not force it.

   But from now on, don't come back to this palace and cry about the priests. Now, when you go back, keep your mouth shut.

   also keep the mouths of the palace servants around. If you tell the emperor or the priest of the queen mother about this matter,

   One moment of reward and protection will not last long. The days of the sisters in the palace are still long. "

The last sentence of    is a reminder and a vague warning.

   "Sister, concubine, concubine willing."

   The first person to speak was a concubine who was being watched by Zhao Wanrou, who buried her head like a quail.

   Knowing that being watched by the imperial concubine in the main seat, her scalp was already numb, and as soon as she raised her head, she just met Zhao Wanrou's eyes,

   My heart trembled, no matter how many worries were dispelled by fear, how could I not agree.

   "Sister Concubine, concubines and concubines are also willing."

   "Yes, yes, concubines are all willing."

  Things gather people and divide them into groups. In the harem, there are many small groups that hug together to keep warm.

   The concubine followed, and the timid concubines also followed suit.

   "嘁."

  Xuan Zhaoyi rolled his eyes and raised the tea lid with his orchid fingers. The most disdainful thing was these timid things that could not be placed on the table.

   Concubine Liang gathered her eyebrows and did not speak. She lowered her head to drink tea without saying a word, but the satisfaction on her expression could not deceive anyone.

   Zhao Wanrou sat in the main seat, took the look of the people below into the bottom of her eyes, and said warmly,

   "That's the case, Yan'er, take someone to bring up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

  …

  Song Qing returned to the cage and woke up. It was almost noon, and her sleepy eyes were still half-open.

   The eyelids couldn't stop jumping and jumping, obviously not a good sign,

   looked at the bed curtain and tugged at the corner of her mouth, so she woke up in a wrong posture, right?

   "Oh, it's almost noon, why isn't the priest awake yet? The soup in the casserole is all good, Xiao Caizi, or..."

   "Yuan'er, don't hurt our family. Our family is not as strong as you. Even if you hit the board twice, you won't be able to get up."

   "Is it that exaggerated? Isn't it..."

   "Squeak."

  Song Qing opened the door of the carved house and saw Yuan'er, who was squatting under the steps of the corridor with his face supported, and the little wealthy who was so bored that he was pulling weeds.

   Hearing the movement behind them, the two of them looked over. When they saw Song Qing who was awake, their eyes lit up.

  Yuaner didn't support her round face anymore, so Xiao Caizi got up and stepped on the steps,

   "Sir, the pork rib soup is almost ready and the shrimp is ready, but you have to get up!"

  Song Qing was a little amused, she couldn't help pinching the little girl's tender cheeks,

   "Well, let someone get some water, I want to wash up."

   "Slave will be back soon!" Leaving such a sentence, the little girl ran away like the wind.

   Lunch was very rich, Song Qing's appetite was much larger than before after she was pregnant with dumplings.

   In addition, I ate a lot of green plums, and I even ate two bowls of rice, not to mention a full bowl of soup.

   Seeing the palace servants in the dining hall froze for a while, when did your lord have such a good appetite?

   It was mid-to-late October, and even though it was noon, I couldn’t feel much warmth.

   The sky was too early to see the stars, so Song Qing went to the imperial library alone.

   I plan to look through the notes left by the priests of the past dynasties. It will take ten days and a half for the little lady to come back.

   In a huge palace, she just wanted to ask others and couldn't find anyone to ask.

Coincidentally,

  Song Qing was astonished when he saw Eunuch De leading the emperor's guard of honor waiting at the entrance of the Library Pavilion from a distance.

   Eunuch De could not hide his joy and came up, "Old slave sees Lord Priest,

  The priest came to the library at this time, but what difficulties did he encounter to find the notes? "

   is quite a superfluous nonsense.

   Although Song Qing thought it was funny, he didn't show it. He nodded slightly, then frowned and swept away from the guard of honor.

   stood on the spot and pondered for a while, and finally a glamorous and seductive face floated up, and entered the library under the attention of several people.

   The library has five floors.

The books included in the    Pavilion include various classics, historian records,

   comes from the far-reaching poems and songs of literati and writers, etc... The folk customs of Dayuan are open, so there are also many books from other countries.

  People are divided into three, six, nine, and other books and grades. The higher the books are, the more precious they are, and there are dedicated people on each floor to take care of these books.

   "Stop, my lord."

  Song Qing went all the way to the top floor, and was stopped by the responsible clerk when he reached the third step.

  The top floor has always been owned by the emperor, and anyone who steps in without permission will be killed.

  Song Qing was not surprised, she withdrew her feet to continue walking up the steps, but did not turn around and leave.

  When the clerk frowned, there was Emperor Shadow appearing with ears and saying something to the clerk,

  The clerk looked at Song Qing with a stunned expression, and the figure whose brows loosened the block also retreated to the left.

   "I'm offended by a lower official, please sir."

  Song Qing stepped up the steps, not only had to be sneaky in the middle of the night to see Master Huo Shi now,

   It is really annoying to have to go through the days of layer by layer. In fact, these are nothing.

   The most annoying thing for her is that her name is not right, although in another world, she and Huo Shi are a legal husband and wife to marry with a license.

   But another world is another world, and the great abyss is the great abyss, but there is no way to make troubles, go back to troubles,

  There is nothing to complain about from the moment she chooses to come back and still love this man.

"Ok?"

  Thinking deeply, he didn't realize that Nangong Yu had walked down the steps and came to him.

   Unexpectedly, he was picked up horizontally, but he was already used to it. Two soft and boneless arms were clinging to his broad shoulders.

   His face was leaning against his chest, and he sniffed greedily the clear ambergris that seemed to be lingering on the tip of his nose,

   "Why did you come down?"

   (end of this chapter)