Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 510 Master is really you

  Nangong Yu quickly ate the lotus root slices and answered while raising the jug beside him.

   "Xu Shi, the old priest, was in a hurry to return to Beijing to hold Ying'er, and he drove all the way through the night without stopping."

The corners of   's mouth curved upwards, obviously in a good mood at the moment.

  Song Qing raised her beautiful eyes, gave a sullen look, and put the beef rolls cooked in her small hot pot into the Nangong Yu small bowl,

   "Less talkative."

   He frowned subconsciously when he saw the man filling the wine bottle with spirits, "Drink less, you don't drink too often, and it hurts your health."

   Then Ruxin turned her eyes away. As for why it was Ruxin, because she was greedy for wine, she almost forgot how long she hadn't tasted wine.

   The little yellow rice wine in the **** wine chicken that the imperial kitchen gave, is not alcohol at all to her, an alcoholic.

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   At night, the stars and the moon are intertwined. The night in early May is particularly pleasant. The rows of palace lanterns in the corridor of Fengming Palace go out as the emperor goes to bed.

   Under the bed curtain,

  Song Qing kept getting close to her man, and from time to time came to kiss her,

   The fingertips are on the thin lips and rubbing, and the tear mole at the end of the eye on a beautiful face is extraordinarily provocative.

   "Master Huo Shi, do you know that you are extraordinarily fragrant tonight?"

   After that, it was a new round of long kisses.

  When the two lips were separated, then the moonlight swayed into the bedroom through the hollow window lattice, and the faces of each other were vaguely visible.

  Nangong Yu's big palm is wide and thick, the palm is dry and warm, holding half of the side face of the beloved woman, once again greedily absorbing the soft red lips,

   "Why? But now Qingqing is particularly happy with me?"

  A man takes the initiative to provoke a demanding kiss, always strong yet gentle and lasting,

  Song Qing was defeated, and after the kiss ended, her beautiful eyes adjusted her slightly disordered breathing as always.

   Although I get used to it day by day, I still can't help but feel a little angry.

   So, knowing what the answer Master Huo Shi wanted to hear, he didn't say it, so he lay down on the bed to distance himself,

   "Thinking too much, it's purely because you've drunk alcohol, and there's a lingering taste of alcohol on your lips."

   hiss,

   I really miss those years of wanton drinking. When will this month be the end of it?

   Nangong Yu grabbed his arm, and easily took the person back into his arms, his chin lightly touched the black hair and blue silk and sniffed the light fragrance in it,

   "I have good news to share with Qingqing."

good news?

   "Well, let's hear it."

  Song Qing replied in a perfunctory manner, unable to think of any good news recently, their Great Abyss Cavalry broke through the gate of Dongchen Capital City?

  Nangong Yu didn't speak immediately. After a long time, a kiss fell on the forehead in his arms, "Forget it, I'll talk to Qingqing later, soon."

  Song Qing's eyelids twitched, and she stuck out her face from the broad arms of Qingliang Xiangxiang, her hand had already skillfully pinched the man's ear,

   "Master Huo Shi, it's not a good habit to indulge people's appetites. What do you do when you open your mouth? Really, what should I do if I can't sleep tonight?"

The movements of    one after the other were a bit big, and the snow-white underwear he was wearing was loose and casual for the sake of comfort.

   After this, a large expanse of beautiful scenery was revealed under the lining, and Nangong Yu's dark and long phoenix eyes were suddenly deep and deep,

   "It's okay, I'll help Qingqing."

   The night was getting thicker and thicker, Song Qing completely dreamed of Duke Zhou, and there was only one thought in his mind,

   That is to cut off the rations of the shameless eldest child of Lord Huo Shi, absolutely.

   The next day,

   I slept a little late last night, Song Qing woke up a little later than usual even though it was not three poles in the sun,

  Yuaner brought the palace servants in with the things for washing, and also brought in the news of Miao Shui returning to the palace,

  Song Qing's last drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and he rubbed a few acupoints with his fingertips to make himself more awake, "Has Master come?"

  Yuan'er shook his head, "Not yet, Empress, the old priest and the others have not been in the palace for a long time, and the servants have just been asked to inquire again.

  Xiaoyuzi said that the old priest returned to the priest's hall after meeting the emperor, and he never came out after entering the side hall. "

   side hall?

  Song Qing’s tears and moles were slightly raised, and the side hall was a room that she and her old lady had set aside for fortune-telling and talisman, and it was also a place to release turbid air.

  Is it possible...?

  Recalling what I suspected and suspected before, and then think about the so-called 'good news' mentioned by Nangong Yu last night.

   The answer is about to come out, so Master brought back turbid air from the frontier battlefield?

The reason why    is associated with turbid air is that the frontier has always been the place where frictions and wars occur most frequently between countries.

  The accumulation of killing over time is naturally extremely heavy, and the possibility of turbid air in places where the killing is heavy is of course great.

   Now that Miaoshui has returned, all conjectures and doubts will soon be answered,

   After Song Qing simply dressed and washed, the first thing she saw when she stepped out of the palace gate was Miao Shui in the front yard of Fengming Palace.

   The little old lady is still in that colorful beggar gang uniform, but it looks brand new, it should be the new clothes she just put on.

   "Hey, isn't this just a coincidence? Why am I still looking at my wife, I don't know what a teacher looks like if I haven't seen my child for a few months?"

  Miaoshui is the voice that arrives before the person arrives, a familiar tone, a familiar disgust,

   But there is something strange in his eyes. Oh, he really gave birth to a baby. Look at Tuer's stomach, his belly is not flat.

   "What about the little doll you gave birth to? It's still sleeping or what? If you haven't slept, take it out and let the teacher see it.

  Oh, it's so rare, the little doll I brought up with my old wife is now giving birth to my own little doll. "

   Just after Song Qing's dazzling efforts, Miao Shui came to the door of the bedroom neatly.

   looked past Yuan'er and the others, but they didn't go in directly.

  Yuan'er smiled, "Old priest, the little prince woke up, let the old lady hug him and amuse yourself in the warm pavilion in the hall."

   "That's good." Miao Shui said and headed towards the hall, but was not at all curious about who the old lady in Yuan'er's mouth was.

   She has a very high level of Taoism. How can she know that Tu'er opens the formation to cross the other world?

  Song Qing hurriedly followed in the footsteps of the old lady, and took advantage of the situation to embrace Miao Shui's thin shoulders and asked, "Where did Master get hurt during this trip?"

   "Go, go, can you, child, hope to order something for your teacher?"

   The disgust on his lips turned into disgust, but Miao Shui didn't pat his disciple's hand away, and instead asked Song Qing about some things that went well during the production of Song Qing.

   As soon as the master and apprentice arrived at the entrance of the hall, they met Mrs. Huo, who was greeted by Miao Shui's voice.

   "Master is really you! I thought I heard it wrong! Did you come back from the other side of the border? Is it okay to come back all the way? Have you eaten yet?"

  The old lady was very happy to see Miao Shui, although Master Miao Shui was originally from here, but the first time the two met was always on their side.

   "Very good, very good, old lady, I haven't eaten my sister, have you ever eaten? How about it, are you still used to living in the palace and eating?"

  Miao Shui is also a social master. He can chat with anyone he meets, and the two old people quickly warm up and walk inside while talking about the old days.

   (end of this chapter)