Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 530 Po~

   "Most of the palace staff were slaughtered by random arrows piercing their hearts. It should be the handwriting of people around Murong Yun. The rest of the people can't ask anything."

   Talking about Murong Yun, Nangong Yu unconsciously rubbed the wrench between his thumbs, the murderous intent in his brows and eyes flashed so quickly that he was almost invisible.

   "Mostly?"

  Song Qing took a sip of clear tea and moistened her red lips, holding the dumpling and thinking for a while, "Then most of the rest, is it too late to kill or what?"

  Nangong Yu was speechless for a while, his dark eyes looked at Song Qing through the mist of hot tea, he sighed for a long time and stroked his wife's face with a big palm,

   "Stop talking about this, and be compassionate. You are different from me. I will handle these things."

  The corner of Song Qing's mouth twitched lightly, "I just think it's strange, why he only killed most of the half and which half, he only killed one or two palaces,

   Or the palace people in each palace are killed more or less, if the area is concentrated,

  Is it possible that there is a secret passage to escape near that area? For a person who is so afraid of death, it is impossible for the palace to have no secret passage. "

  When the late emperor was still alive, she had some dealings with Murong Yun when she became a priest.

  Although it's just a few times of nodding and meeting, but the big magic stick never needs too many eyes to see people.

   Murong Yun was afraid of death, and it was not right. It seemed a bit ugly to say that.

  Emperor De waited by the side with the whisk that never left his hand all year round. Hearing this and Yuan'er both breathed a stagnant,

   Seeing that the emperor had not spoken for a long time, he thought about it carefully in the bottom of his heart, took a step forward and said carefully,

   "Your Majesty, what the Empress said is not unreasonable. Do you think someone could send a letter to General Cao Mao and ask him to send someone to do a search."

   If we don’t cut the roots, we are afraid that the spring wind will blow and grow again. Since Dayuan has wiped out the scourge of Dongchen and Murongyun, it must be uprooted.

   Not to mention that Murong Yun has a lot of ways to practice witchcraft, it is precisely because Murong Yun has these things in his hand,

   can let him hide in the territory of other countries with all his ministers, otherwise no country will be willing to openly become an enemy of their Great Abyss at this time.

  Nangong Yu got up, came to Song Qing and hugged the dumpling who was entertaining and restless,

   "Flying pigeons pass the book to Cao Mao, and send another order to let the people hiding in other countries keep an eye on them. It is best to sneak into the palace to see if there is any trace of Murong Yun."

   Mr. De responded, "No."

  Song Qing didn't care about this, smiled and looked at the dazed little boy who suddenly changed his arms,

   pressed his slightly numb arm, not to mention that the little guy is really strong when playing, and his energy is stronger than anyone else.

  …

  The days go by day by day, and the days of Da Yuan’s recuperation are passing little by little,

  The kingdoms of the world seem to be a peaceful and stable group, but in fact, whoever panics in private knows,

   There are those who have not surrendered to the small states who are watching, and there are those who are secretly drawn by the state of Yong to sign a joint resistance against the Yuan Dynasty.

   Of course,

   Whether it is the former or the latter, they are all praying to God and worshipping Buddha, hoping that Da Yuan can recuperate for a while,

  The former is to live a few more years of peace, and the latter is to delay the time to make all the preparations.

   And speaking of the great abyss,

  Time flies, the little prince and the little prince and the little princess grow up day by day,

   Seeing that in two months, Yu Changying will be one year old, and when the palace starts to prepare,

  The mansion of the three kings sent someone to spread the news that Shangguan Yao was born in the palace.

  Song Qing, who was expecting a lot of dumplings while pregnant in October: "..."

   "Niangniang, you are really amazing. Yesterday, the princess entered the palace and you said that the princess was about to give birth. Sure enough, the princess will give birth this afternoon. Have you deepened your Taoism?"

   Yuan'er's face was beaming, and those who didn't know it thought she was the one who gave birth to the child.

   Daoxing has gone deeper?

  Song Qing's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he waved his hand casually to send Yuan'er to prepare the gift to be given tomorrow,

  I am a son who is babbling and learning to speak, and falls into deep self-doubt,

   She calculated that Ah Yao was obviously a big fat son,

How come    came, and became her unreachable powder dumpling again? ? ? ?

  The sound of footsteps coming in from the door,

   Stayed in the arms of the mother and played with his fingers, the little guy who kept talking and raised his head,

   Recognized that the person who came in was Miao Shui, with bright eyes smiling like crescent moons,

   "Po~"

   It’s not even one year old yet, so far there are only a few things that can be said,

   One is the father, the other is the mother, and the other is the mother-in-law Miao Shui. Because this is the Queen Mother and Grandpa Song, Grandma Song envy Miao Shui.

   "Hey, it's the old woman!"

  Miaoshui walked like three or two steps to the dumpling, kindly rubbed the child's head, and raised the colorful coat pocket in front of the human cub,

   "Come on, if you want to eat, you want to catch a few yourself. The old lady has no other snacks."

  Song Qing returned to his senses and said helplessly, "Master, he said not to give this to Ying'er. He didn't want to eat anything else when he was young. He was very picky eater."

   The so-called eating is to knock a little bit down for the greedy cub to eat, or just give it a few bites,

  It is absolutely impossible to eat like an adult, and the baby doesn't have that ability yet, and the teeth haven't even grown.

   "It's alright, if you don't peel the candy wrapper for the doll, it will be done, and he won't be able to peel it. For the past few days, the pockets of the palace are filled with candy from the palace."

   The candy wrappers in the palace are more elaborate than those outside the palace. The things that are particular about are generally more delicate and cumbersome, and the candy wrappers are not so easy to peel.

   Of course,

   "Russing..."

   "Mother~ Na Na!"

   Before Song Qing could react, a large black cube of sesame candy was thrown on the tip of her nose.

The    is really big, and the mouth of the long-won child can't be stuffed.

  Song Qing swept the little old lady's coat pocket without words, took the piece of sesame candy from her son and deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of the cub.

   "Give me something to eat?"

   "Hey?" The little prince said he didn't understand, but he nodded obediently when he heard that after eating only motherhood, he had to break the candy for himself.

  Song Qing smiled, with a particularly kind motherly smile, "Thank you, Ying'er, that mother will be welcome."

   After saying that, in front of the long-awaited child, he ate the piece of black sesame candy one by one,

  Miao Shui saw that the corners of his mouth twitched, and he found a chair that was pleasing to the eye and sat down.

   He poured his own tea and drank it. I don't understand why the child owes so much, so he has to make the baby cry.

  The long-awaited child watched his mother and ate all the Tangtang he got.

   Those clear eyes were slowly and slowly covered with a layer of water mist, and then he cried so loudly?

Do not,

  Our little prince, he held it back, sniffing and twitching but not crying. He just looked at his mother aggrievedly.

   After a meeting,

   Slowly and slowly holding back the tears, he turned around and poured towards Miao Shui, spread his hands, and the milky voice with a strong nasal voice,

   "Po, Po, Woo Po..."

   The little prince has never suffered this grievance!

   (end of this chapter)