Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 426 The Eve of Lantern Festival

"child."

  Miao Shui pulled back Song Qing's thoughts, followed the sound and looked up, but saw the old lady's expression was a little solemn,

  Miaoshui glanced at his disciple's stomach, and pouted at the sandalwood box that collected the turbid air,

   "You go back and ask the children of Nangong to pay more attention to the outside of the palace to see which households suddenly have bad luck, and which people were originally fine,

   Suddenly died suddenly for no reason or died, and then went to the corner where the little girl was digging soil and planting orchids to look for it,

   Let's see if you can find a few more pieces of black iron to come out. Seeing that the child in your belly is about to come out at full term, if you think about giving birth in another world, you should hurry to find it. "

   Today is a good Spring Festival, I don’t want to spoil the happiness of my disciples, but seeing the child’s belly getting bigger and bigger day by day,

   Recalling the hardships of Emperor Arusheng in those days, his old heart still couldn't help worrying about the child.

"Ok."

  Song Qing nodded in response, the little bamboo stick that was brought back by the dark cloud had too little turbid air,

   That piece of the broken black iron plate that was obtained by accident was full of turbidity, and these two pieces alone were enough for their group to return to another world.

   If you go back to Dayuan, you will have to find another turbid air, let alone bring people from other worlds to Dayuan to play.

  …

   The troupe sings for a whole day,

  The Queen Mother was very happy to hear it, and it is not easy for the troupe to be rewarded with a big wave of their hand when they read the Chinese New Year.

   "Miao A, talk about you, you just don't have the eyesight. Today, this troupe sings Liang Shanbo Zhu Yingtai, don't mention how good it is, in-laws, tell me..."

   Several old people chatted, Song Qing pulled the man who rarely changed into a dragon robe aside to talk about the turbidity,

  Nangong Yu summoned Xiao Quanzi and ordered to take two pear blossom chairs. The snow had already stopped, and the fading light of dusk swayed into the main hall.

The reflection of    on his body brought a trace of warmth, Song Qing said while watching Nangong Yuma play with his fingertips,

   pursed his lips and said nothing, did this man take her hand as his wrench? What are the bad habits? Deliberately pull out your hand.

  Nangong Yu wrapped the woman's soft hand around as if he had a hunch, and his annoyance at his wife overflowed from his throat with a deep laughter to soothe him.

   "I always let them pay attention to what you just said, there will always be, don't worry."

  The phoenix eyes seemed to inadvertently swept past the bulging belly, and the words of comfort sounded light,

   It's just that I don't want my pregnant wife to get angry with her, the turbidity is rare,

   But he has passed the gate of **** when he gave birth to a child, how can he really be able to keep the mountain from falling and not change color?

"Fine."

  Song Qing sighed. After all, there are many palace servants who come and go in the hall, and it is not too late to say some words together with other things at night.

   Sunset West Mountain,

  The whole family had dinner together like yesterday, and they had a long conversation in the warm pavilion,

   I just rode the carriage back to their respective palaces. Last night on New Year's Eve, they were all tied together in a pile.

  There is no reason to tie up a bunch of them tonight. The main reason is that a few old people want to leave space for the young couple to get along.

  Miao Shui did not go back to the priest's hall with Grandpa Song and Grandma Song tonight, but stayed in the Cining Palace to accompany the Queen Mother, a friend who has been with her for many years.

  According to the Queen Mother's words, they are two lonely old people, and they will make a pair when they get together.

   here,

  The couple went to take a bath after returning to the Fengming Palace. It was too cold after nightfall, so there was no idea of ​​doing more activities.

  The sleeping incense lingers in the bedroom, and the burning silver charcoal occasionally makes a slight movement or two.

   "Twins are impossible. I've been plump recently, and my whole body is a little swollen.

   Thinking about these excuses, how about two reasons to dress them thickly and show a big belly in winter? "

  Song Qing is afraid of the cold, but fortunately, there is a large moving furnace in the shape of Huo Shi, which can keep you warm, although covered with a thick and warm quilt,

   is also habitually wrapping his hands and feet around Nangong Yu's body, which is quite a bit like a koala clawing at the tree tightly.

"Ok."

  The brilliance of the night pearl has been annihilated, and only a few faint firelights of silver silk charcoal can be seen in the luxurious bedroom, and it is not clear how the emperor looks.

   The word um is too perfunctory, Song Qing was about to have a lip flap and was kissed by Nangong Yu with pity,

   "It's because I didn't think carefully. I don't care about these words. I'll make the next decision to let them take care of their mouths. If anyone dares to talk about it in the future, they will never be able to open their mouths."

  The emperor is an emperor after all. In another world, he has restrained himself and returned to the great abyss without any scruples. The temperament in the human bones is always difficult to change.

  Song Qing knew this very well, so he didn't say much. He gave up at a glance, and the tips of his fingernails poked at the man's narrow and strong waist.

   "Can they believe such a far-fetched statement? I don't believe it myself."

   Another kiss fell on the soft red lips, and the steady breath of mature hormones shrouded in it, encasing the unstoppable strength and tyranny of the beak,

   "Believe it or not."

  Ink hair is entangled, swallowing is faintly heard in the boundless night, and the sharp and **** Adam's apple rolls with a hoarse voice to the extreme,

   "Song Qing, very soft and sweet."

  Song Qing's red lips tugged lightly, the word soft is undoubtedly sweet...

   If she hadn't read the taste described in the maternity handbook, she would have almost believed this man's nonsense.

   The darker the night,

   It was dark outside the palace, and it was rare that there was no snow after nightfall. The cold wind in February carried the faint scent of pear flowers, which was refreshing.

   Days go by day by day,

   It was the day before the Lantern Festival, and in the morning, I ate the dumplings from the imperial kitchen.

   The white and fat glutinous rice **** are round and round, lying in a small azure ceramic bowl is very gratifying.

  Song Qing has never liked sweets very much, so he put down his spoon and drank porridge after eating a few.

  Yuan'er looked at it and asked tentatively, "Niangniang, you don't like this sweet, why don't the servants ask the imperial kitchen to make some salty dumplings?"

  Xiankou dumplings?

  Song Qing held the tip of the winter bamboo shoots in his hand and tried to think about the taste of the salty dumplings. The mole on the end of his left eye was slightly raised,

   "Tomorrow, tomorrow will be the Lantern Festival. I'm almost done eating, so it's a waste if I can't finish it."

   She used to not pay attention to appetite, and it was only after she became pregnant with powder dumplings that she became obsessed with eating hot and sour.

  Yuaner responded with a smile, "No."

   Today is a good day. The snow is over when the snow is white on the horizon.

   I can't stand the snow and it's colder, the light golden warm sun shines on people and it's still shivering cold,

   "The Emperor."

   "The Emperor."

  Song Qing just lifted one foot and stepped out of the threshold of the dining room, when the mighty imperial guard of honor stepped into the Fengming Palace,

   Nangong Yu went to Zaozhao on an empty stomach and only came back till now. Did he take back the foot he took?

   It is true that she is a wife. At this time, she should come forward to welcome her husband who is busy with state affairs.

   Of course, it's really troublesome to get sick with powder dumplings, so I don't want to be this good wife and good mother.

   But when the man approached, he stretched out his hand and handed over to Mrs. Tang in his arms. He wanted to take off his wide cloak, but was avoided by Nangong Yu.

   "No, I'll do it myself, your hands will be cold again later."

   The temperature outside is not as good as inside the house, even if a person sits in a carriage, the cold wind will blow in,

   The cloak exposed to the cold air is used to resist the cold outside, and it is conceivable that there is not much temperature to speak of.

   (end of this chapter)