Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 430 The Wind Rises

   There were many opinions in the world about the annihilation of the Duke Dongchen mansion. Of course, Nangong Yu had heard of it and knew a lot of inside information.

   Qingjun's face crossed sneeringly, his hands rested on his knees and sat back on the carriage again.

   "Put the trumped-up charges on the hero to kill them all, and then bite back and pretend to be pitiful to win the sympathy of the world.

   Such a shameless method to despise the next act, only an ungrateful white-eyed wolf like Dongchen can do it. "

  Dongchen has always been a small country affiliated to Dayuan before he established his own business, and the law of governing the country, let alone others, all imitated Dayuan.

  From a barren and small country that everyone can deceive to gradually gain a firm foothold in the world, who knows that this is an unfamiliar beast,

   Not only did he unknowingly bite back against Da Yuan, but he secretly had the ambition to annex Da Yuan's territory early on.

   "Emperor, brother?"

   The fierceness in Nangong Yu's eyes suddenly made Nangong Haitang speak cautiously.

   Brother Huang doesn't like Dongchen and she doesn't like it either, no, to be more precise, all the people of Dayuan can't like Dongchen,

   has even reached the point of disgust, and when you mention it, you feel bad luck and want to take a few mouthfuls.

  Nangong Yu shook his head and sighed. He took up a small case and folded several open folding fans.

   "Other people's play is over. It has nothing to do with us. Don't think about it. This place is not very smart."

   squinted his eyes, pulled his lips and sneered, and after a while, he retracted the folding fan and put it back on the desk,

   "Don't listen to these dirty and shameful activities, what girls should listen to is the sad spring, sad autumn wind, flowers and snow nights,

  You don't need to worry about other things, you only need to remember two things, the first emperor will not harm us, don't always listen to the words of the mother and concubine.

  Secondly, I am not a fool, I am not a fool, I can't think of anything you can think of, your royal brother? "

   The joking words go back and forth to emphasize a fact, that is, Nangong Haitang's brain is not very bright,

  Nangong Haitang opened her mouth and found that she couldn't say anything to refute at all, so she lowered her head in dejection and stopped talking.

  The carriage of the five princes' mansion was driving in the cold wind and went back to the mansion smoothly.

   And behind the bluestone alley with seven turns and eight turns on Shili Long Street, there is another scene on the other side of Qingshui Lake.

   In the early morning,

  Fengyuelou just closed down, two old maids in bright pink and green yawned and closed the door,

   "Squeak--"

   When the two doors were about to close, Fuyin's figure with a blush like blood appeared on the other side of the lake, and the guy who closed the door hurriedly reopened the door,

  The two old maids who were stepping on the steps and preparing to go upstairs to rest turned around.

   "It's the landlord who came back."

  After a while, Fuyin walked into Fengyuelou while the two old prostitutes greeted each other. When the door was completely closed, she vaguely heard Fuyin's command.

   "The homeland has been peaceful recently, and it's time to listen to the drama."

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   In the afternoon, Fengming Palace,

  There are small dark clouds that are wild and untamable, and flocks of kingfishers dare not stop at the glazed tiles to rest their feet and sing.

  The charcoal fire was burning warmly outside the bedroom, and inside the mahogany rattan chair was a beautiful woman with bare feet.

   "Crack."

   The sour but bitter juice of the brittle fruit spread, but Song Qing thought it was delicious and became more and more reckless and took one bite after another.

   As soon as the door was pushed, Nangong Yu's tall and majestic figure was walking on the rattan wooden reclining chair, his eyes swept away from the sour fruit in the fruit plate,

   Straightening his well-proportioned fingers, he punished him by pinching the half of Song Qing's bulging cheeks.

   "She really cares about you."

  Sour fruit was specially brought back from the frontier by Shangguan Yao, and the whole fruit turned blue when picked.

   With the army all the way back to Beijing, the fruit at the palace was just ripe enough to eat.

"OK."

  Song Qing's final voice was undeniable, and the graceful and delicate body moved slightly to the side to make a little space,

  The mahogany rattan chair covered with a soft blanket is very comfortable and large, and there is no problem for the couple to sit together.

   "I think the weather is not bad today. Tonight, I will go back to Zhaixinglou to watch the stars at night, and predict a good day for the marriage of Ah Yao and the third prince."

   As soon as Nangong Yu sat down, Song Qing did not continue to eat the sour fruit, wiped his hands and habitually drilled into the man's broad arms,

   Even though it wasn't cold at all, he was sticky like a puppet, talking about his plans.

   "Too cold."

  Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows subconsciously, thinking of something, he gave up and didn't insist, but squeezed the woman's fingertips and compromised, "Well, I'll accompany you."

  Song Qing was very surprised, but he didn't ask too much about Huo Shi if he could agree.

   Inadvertently noticed the man's somewhat tired eyebrows and eyes, and felt distressed, so he patted his broad back softly.

   "Let's sleep together."

   "Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang,"

   A rhythmic knock on the window broke the warmth of the room. Nangong Yubuyue narrowed her eyes and looked at the place where the movement was made.

   "It's a dark cloud, it should be looking for me for something, let me down."

  Song Qing was hugged by Nangong Yuda and cuddled on his warm chest, she heard the sound and patted her thick shoulders and explained.

   "Squeak."

  Opened the window, the dark clouds shook, and the little body came alive,

   Facing the unkind death stare that grabbed the owner's big pig's hoof, he raised the fluffy cat's head uncharacteristically and fearlessly,

   The reflective green cat pupil didn't look at Nangong Yu, but stared straight at Song Qing, so that the owner could notice what was in his mouth.

   A small bamboo stick,

  A small bamboo stick that seems to be turbid, exactly the same as the one that the dark clouds brought back last time,

  Song Qing rewarded and rubbed the little guy's head, and the tip of Xiao Wuyun's tail shook and let out a meow.

   Knowing that the big pig's hoof was not pleasing to the eye, he stayed for a long time, jumped out of the window to find Yuan'er and asked for the small fish to dry.

   There is no obstruction,

   The piercing cold wind rushed in unscrupulously, and the drowsiness that had just woken disappeared when the chill came.

  Song Qing played with this smooth bamboo stick thoughtfully, and became more and more curious.

   This is the second time, but the person behind him still has no intention of showing up, so he is really calm.

   "Master Huo Shi, who do you mean to give us gifts again and again?"

   What does that person know? What is the real purpose?

  Nangong Yu stared at what was in his wife's hands, his eyes darkened, he did not answer Song Qing's question but opened his lips and called out Emperor Shadow to strengthen the guard of the palace,

   for a moment,

  Song Qing looked at the Emperor Ying who was ordered to leave and tugged at the corners of his lips. At this speed, the palace would become a cage.

   sighed and didn't say anything, the turbid air attached to the small bamboo sticks is rarely a lesson from the previous lesson,

   Easy to seal the turbid air, and after sealing, put the bamboo stick on the table where Nangong Yuping was reviewing the memorial, and then took the man back to the room to rest.

   Lying on the bed sideways without the slightest sleepiness, the taste of being hung up on the appetite is not pleasant,

   Not to mention that they are being led by the nose behind the people, they are completely passive, and it is not really annoying to have the slightest initiative.

   "I'll have people follow the dark clouds, sleep, sleep with me." Nangong Yu said, not pleased with his wife's frowning appearance.

   "Okay." Song Qing rested his head on Nangong Yu's arm, the only way for that person to not show up for now is this, and this is also the best policy.

   (end of this chapter)