Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 330 What Does Kitty Know?

   "The spirit master mentioned by the envoy is the cat in my priest's arms?"

  Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but it didn't stop there, his voice was steady and his expression didn't show any ups and downs.

   In my memory, the cat sent by Persia was indeed the same as the one in Qingqing's arms, but the current scene did not happen at that time.

  The eyes of the ministers were glued to the cat that was coquettishly rolling around in Song Qing's arms, and their expressions... were indescribable and strange.

   Persian civet cat? Spirit Lord? ? That's it? ? ?

  Forgive them, the cat in their backyard is exactly the same as the one in the priest's arms, and it is much prettier than this one,

  Look at that pitch-black mass, you might not be able to find it at night with a lantern.

   It took a while for the Persian envoy to recover from the shock, and turned around to salute the emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair in a high position.

   "If you go back to Your Majesty, the priest in your country is indeed the Spirit Lord that I brought here from Persia."

   But he didn't ignore the questioning ministers, he straightened up and calmed down and said,

   "Your Majesty, don't look at the spirit master..."

   Speaking of this Persian envoy, he paused, but there were still some spirit masters who couldn't hold on to Song Qing's arms at this moment.

   Hooked up with the arrogant and arrogant spirit master in his memory, hesitating for a moment before uttering the words in his mouth with difficulty,

   "Your Majesty, don't think that the spirit master is so well-behaved and well-behaved, in fact, the spirit master and its mother have the ability to distinguish poison,

   once saved my king's life and was deeply loved by my king. The gift of the spirit master to your majesty this time is the sincerity of my king and majesty's friendship. "

   As soon as these words come out,

   When everyone in the banquet hall looked at the clinging and cute dark cloud in Song Qing's arms, their eyes were different, and what's more, their expressions changed.

   These people who have changed their faces are none other than Nangong Yu.

   The concubines sitting on the seats of concubines, if someone observes a little at this moment, they can find out,

  It's a pity that everyone's attention is now focused on Xiao Wuyun, and no one will observe the concubine.

   "Can the envoy's words be taken seriously?"

   "It's true, if this lord doesn't believe it, you can ask His Majesty to send you two glasses of wine, one with poison and the other without letting the spirit master distinguish..."

   When the ministers in the banquet hall were talking with the Persian envoys, Zhao Wanrou, who was sitting dignifiedly on the seat of the imperial concubine,

   The nails dyed with light pink Kodan under the wide sleeves of rose red pinched into the palm of the hand, and the clear pain spread,

   restored her chaotic mood to a brief period of clarity, took the tea cup and put it on her lips,

   Taking advantage of the wide sleeves to cover it, he looked at Song Qing, who had been standing behind Song Qing since the banquet.

   The **** and the maid, who were holding the teapot and the wine pot respectively, silently motioned the two with their eyes to find an opportunity to leave.

  Song Qing was surprised by the words of the Persian messenger, and now she narrowed her eyes and looked at Xiao Wuyun's pair of bright cat pupils,

   didn't notice it, his slender fingers playfully followed the dark and soft hair of the dark clouds,

   "When did you learn to identify poison? He even saved the Persian king. Could it be that a blind cat met a dead mouse, eh?"

  “Meow~”

   Xiao Wuyun understood, and did not obediently nestle in the master's arms and let the master touch him up and down,

   A pair of green eyes narrowed dangerously, locked firmly and turned his back to Song Qing,

   The palace maids and eunuchs who were about to let go of their footsteps quietly, bowed their bodies in pitch black,

   When Song Qing's eyes were puzzled, the arrow leaped like a string and flew towards the two of them.

   "Bangdang——"

   "The Hand of the Miscellaneous Family! The Hand of the Miscellaneous Family!"

   "Boom--"

   "Ah! My face my face!"

   After the wine jug and the teapot landed one after another, the movement continued to roll on the ground,

   intertwined with the piercing and sharp pain of the **** and the maid, causing a resounding echo in the relatively quiet banquet hall,

When a sound like    is introduced into people's ears, it is conceivable that it will not be heard well.

   Several ministers frowned and expressed unpleasantness, because the emperor did not want to go out of his way to reprimand,

   Of course,

   "Meow~"

   Xiao Wuyun, who was the initiator of the whole thing, walked back to Song Qing on a noble and elegant catwalk,

   There was no sense of wrongdoing at all, but after jumping back to the master's arms,

  The long, fluffy, jet-black tail stretched upwards, and then the tip of the tail was slightly curved.

   Slowly swaying back and forth from side to side, it is clear that you are in a good mood when you do something good,

   is asking Song Qing for a compliment, and the degree of humanization is comparable to that of a ghost in the mountains.

"you really are."

  Song Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiao Wuyun's head in a funny way. He didn't take the words of the Persian envoy seriously.

   So I didn't think about it anywhere else, but when the dark cloud understood his own voice, he was unhappy,

   I was about to stand up with the dark cloud in my arms to apologize to the high-ranking Nangong Yu and everyone in the hall,

   But I heard a cold cry from a high place, wrapped in a barely visible unpleasantness,

   "Someone."

   Everyone still didn't understand what was going on, but the guard with a sword who was guarding the door of the banquet hall had already entered,

   The two palace maids and eunuchs who were still in pain settled their dumb points, and the hall instantly returned to peace and tranquility.

   "Chuanhua Imperial Physician."

  Nangong Yuyouyuan's pitch-black eyes stayed on the spilled wine and tea, his lips pursed into a cold arc,

  The short four words overflowed from the throat, and there was a violent killing intent.

   This sentence of the emperor made the atmosphere of peace and tranquility in the hall fall into a dead silence.

   In addition to foreign ministers such as Persia and Bihai, no one who was present did not know the Imperial Doctor Hua of the Imperial Hospital.

   is famous all over the world for his superb poison skills, and according to the Persian envoy just now,

  The cat in the priest's arms, who was regarded as a spiritual master by Persia, can recognize poison, and now the cat has knocked over the teapot and the jug...

   "His."

   Everyone couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, and all looked at the palace maid **** who was suppressed by the guard with a knife and kneeling with a panic-stricken face,

   These two lowly slaves actually wanted to poison the priest!

   This knowledge made everyone's faces not very good-looking, even Song Qing who was not pleasing to the eye on weekdays.

  The priest is indispensable to the country, and there are many gods and warlocks or many magicians throughout the people.

   There are very few who have the power of the priests today, though the old priest is still alive,

  But the old priest is wandering around and doesn't know when he will come back. If the priest is poisoned today,

   Stargazing once every five days will deduce who will complete it, and how do you know if there is a natural disaster in a place!

   "Meow-"

   Xiao Wuyun keenly sensed that the atmosphere in the hall was wrong, but he didn't care,

  What does the kitty know? The kitty just didn't wait for the owner's praise to be a little lost.

"good."

  Song Qing narrowed his eyes very shallowly, and with hindsight he understood the good intentions of Lord Huo Shi and Xiao Wuyun,

   rubbed the little guy's head as a temporary compliment, his eyes glanced at the tea and wine that was soaking the floor of the hall,

   hugged the cat and walked closer and then squatted down, but I didn't smell anything that shouldn't be there, it really shouldn't be,

  She was a little lazy when she studied medicine and other aspects with the old lady, but she was interested in using poison.

   So I worked hard and put my heart into it, how could I not smell it?

   Of course, she didn’t mean to doubt Xiao Wuyun, after all, she had Baidu in another world when she had nothing to do.

  The sense of smell of cats is 200,000 or even 270,000 times more than that of humans, which cannot be compared.

   Don’t worry, don’t cultivate immortals.

   (end of this chapter)