Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 345 Greetings for the widow and the father

   "Well, it's Qingqing's."

  Nangong Yu smiled and hugged the people in his arms tighter, the coldness of the late autumn night spread, so it was just right to embrace and sleep,

  The dim yellow palace lantern in the corridor outside the house swayed slightly in the wind, but it was quiet and peaceful.

   "Button."

   Two clicks on the window lattice broke the warmth of the room, Nangong Yufeng's eyes suddenly sharpened,

   "What's the matter."

  Song Qing snuggled up in his broad arms, drowsiness brewing from being disturbed twice in a row,

  No matter how sleepy he was, he passively got a hint of sobriety, but his upper and lower eyelids were still fighting fiercely.

   But he also knew that Emperor Ying would only be on business at this time, so he comforted Shun Shun's back and signaled to be less angry.

   "Squeak."

   The sound of the window being pushed sounded, and the shadowy figure of Emperor Shadow appeared in black and masked.

   "Your Majesty, there are changes outside the city and in the imperial concubine's palace. Although the envoy Bihai has not left the post house,

   But using flying pigeons to mobilize the soldiers and horses that have sneaked into the capital one after another over the past few years, within half an hour, the Prime Minister will lead the soldiers and horses to attack the palace. "

   The report sounded word by word in the room, and Nangong Yu's slender and well-proportioned fingers pulled away the bed curtain.

   There is no burning lamp, and the black dragon-patterned tunic and robes are almost integrated with the night. Instead of being angry, he smiles.

"very good."

   "Let Shangguan Hong keep his troops still, and wait for the signal in the palace to lead troops to encircle and suppress the Prime Minister's mansion. You go and prepare, and the few people will welcome our Prime Minister."

"Yes."

  Emperor Shadow's figure quickly faded into the night, Song Qing, who was wearing a snow-white robe and robe,

   Only then did I lift the bed curtain down, and the silky lining wraps the graceful and uneven figure,

  Nangong Yuxihai's deep eyes darkened as he closed the woman's slightly open neckline,

   bowed his head and kissed under his forehead, his **** Adam's apple slid up and down with a mellow voice,

   "After Qingqing went to the Cining Palace to accompany my mother for me, how about you?"

  Song Qing's beautiful and eye-catching face rubbed against her chest, feeling the strong and powerful heartbeat, especially gentle,

   "Well, stay safe, I'll sleep with you when you come back."

   After saying that, he raised his head, and even saw Nangong Yu's face clearly with his sleepy beautiful eyes,

  The man's thin lips pursed into a cold arc, Song Qing's delicate red lips moved up to kiss with precision,

   quickly evacuated and went to take the robe draped on the sandalwood hanger to change Nangong Yu himself.

  Tonight is extraordinarily cold,

   In order not to disturb the people in the prime minister's palace, he did not wake up the other people in the priest's palace,

  Song Qing Yunqi Qinggong, under the **** of Emperor Ying, quietly went to the Cining Palace,

  The Cining Palace and the Priestess Palace are generally calm and no different from the past, but in a dark room inside the house,

  The Queen Mother had already stood up, wearing a navy blue quilted cape,

   Seeing his daughter-in-law was not surprised at all, the hand wearing the gold bracelet patted the armrest of the reclining chair beside him,

   "Come to Xiao Qingqing, sit here with Ai's family and look at this folk painting book, Yu'er will be able to handle it soon, don't worry."

When she heard about the    banquet, she was worried after hearing about it, so she called her son over to ask carefully,

   Yu'er told her a few things, and she was relieved that she knew that she was sure of everything.

   She couldn't help her son, so instead of worrying about it, she might as well sit down and wait at ease.

  Look at the picture book and nibble on melon seeds, and then help Yu’er watch Xiao Qingqing Yu’er to be at ease.

   "Queen Mother."

  How did Song Qing know that Nangong Yu and the mother and son of the Queen Mother were carrying her around on their backs, and walked over obediently,

  The rattan wood lounge chair was covered with a soft and comfortable thin wool blanket. As soon as I sat down, the queen mother put a painting book in her arms.

  'I and Langjun have no guesses'

  The cover of the blue booklet is written in neat small letters. At a glance, you can tell that this book is from the hand of a woman.

   "Xiao Qingqing, you look through this book, Aijia looks at the hero and heroine written here and feels that the hero and heroine written here are similar to you and Yu'er, you must like it."

  Song Qing's eyes fell on the words on the blue booklet for a moment. She and Huo Shizhu have no guesses?

   I was concerned about Nangong Yu, and under the eyes of the Queen Mother, she pinched the pages of the book with her fingertips and turned over a few pages symbolically.

   read,

   I didn't read it completely.

   Compared with the leisurely and elegant side of the dark room, the long corridor leading to the imperial palace is a completely different scene.

  Nangong Yu's tall and slender figure stood on the high-rise building of the palace wall, coldly watching the battle between the two parties below,

   Severed limbs and wreckage, the smell of blood permeates the cold autumn wind and makes people sick,

   Guo Yonghuai, who was under the command of the Imperial Forest Army, fought with Zhao Zhengqing with a sword.

   "Bring an arrow."

   Nangong Yu's lips lightly opened, and the emperor shadow beside him silently nodded and handed the bow and arrow in his hand to the emperor,

  The walls of the promenade were illuminated by the burning torches, and the arrows with strong wind rushed towards Zhao Zhengqing,

   The tip of the arrow pierced directly into Zhao Zhengqing's left shoulder, and the ruler and minister looked at each other with a dignified look, as always.

   One was kneeling down on one knee in embarrassment and using his sword to support his figure in order to stabilize his figure. At this moment, Guo Yonghuai was already entangled by Zhao Zhuoyuan,

   "Dad, are you alright!"

   Zhao Zhuoyuan waved Guo Yonghuai back and asked without looking back, but he was not much better.

   Shangguan Hong, the immortal old man, is still in the general's mansion, and the military camp in Beijing is as usual with no small number of people.

  Why are there so many soldiers in the palace! Their attack on the palace tonight was so secretive, how did the emperor know about it!

   "Hey!"

   Another feathered arrow came out of the sky, Zhao Zhuoyuan and Zhao Zhengqing were kneeling on the ground with their swords half-kneeling,

   Kneeling, seeing the emperor whom he had been looking up to all these years and a very familiar face, his blood surged and roared,

   "Hongjian Lake! You betrayed us!"

  There is one more person next to the God King of the High Platform. This person is shaking his feather fan in the cold wind of the night.

   squinted a pair of slender eyes and looked at the embarrassed Zhao father and son with a smile,

   This person is none other than the one who proposed the use of the banquet in the dark room of the Prime Minister's residence.

   Created rumors to destroy the reputation of the emperor and shake the people's hearts of Hongjian Lake, Hongjian Lake shook the feather fan in pleasure,

   "My son's words are too bad. The lower officials have always been loyal to the emperor, so why betray him?"

   Zhao Zhengqing's people quickly came over to protect the father and son. Zhao Zhengqing cast his cold eyes on Hong Jianhu, sneered, and looked at the emperor,

   "The old minister's attack on the palace tonight was not mentioned to anyone beforehand, so how does the emperor know about it?"

  Nangong Yu took over the new feather arrow handed over by Emperor Ying. Hearing the words, his straight fingers rubbed the arrow that felt cold to the touch.

  The phoenix eyes did not have the slightest warmth and emotion, overlooking Zhao Zhengqing below, opening his lips,

   "The widow has been on the throne for four years, and is looking forward to the prime minister's rebellion all the time. Unfortunately, the prime minister disappointed the widow so much that the widow had to wait four years before raising the army."

  Hong Jianhu's movement of shaking the feather fan paused slightly. Three years ago, he was ordered by the emperor to join the party of the prime minister.

  Nangong Yu held up the bow and arrow, the breath of the whole body was unbearable, and the beak was majestic and majestic, the sharp sword head was aimed at Zhao Zhengqing,

   "It's just that the prime minister sacrificed his life to save his father's life in front of everyone's eyes, so that everyone in the world would know that my Nangong royal family owes you Zhao Zhengqing's favor,

   Five years ago, the collusion with Dongchen Li Ying Wai He was too covert, so that the widow has been nowhere to be found. "

   "The starry night is very good. The prime minister took the Zhao family's nine clans across Huangquan Road, and I would like to say hello to the widow and the father."

   The words fall, and the sharp arrow leaves the string.

   (end of this chapter)