Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 558 I know

  Song Qing thought to himself, so he didn't pay much attention to the conversation between Nangong Xiao and Nangong Yu.

   Only Song Dai was on the sidelines, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became. Seeing Nangong Xiao again, she was full of disappointment.

   She always understood why the crown prince would fall on Ayu's head, but now Saburo really wants Ayu to take the crown prince's place firmly,

   The current courtroom is devastated inside and out,

  Ayu has never received Saburo's love for his son even a little bit as a father, but now he has to take over such a mess.

   The more clearly she thinks about it, the colder Song Dai's heart will be.

   What kind of person has she been in love with for nearly half of her life?

   here,

  The conversation between father and son has come to an end. Nangong Xiao leaned on the bed for a long time before beckoning to Nangong Yu who was a few steps away from the bed.

  Nangong Yu's tall and dignified figure paused for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at Song Qing, who was absent-minded on his right hand, and Fang lifted his feet steadily to the bed.

   Father and son have not been this close for many years, Nangong Xiao leaned on the bed,

   On the other hand, Nangong Yu stood with his hands behind his back, with a face as handsome as a **** who was five points similar to that of Nangong Xiao, but was indifferent and cold.

   This is the first time that Nangong Xiao has carefully looked at his eldest son. He is quite emotional, but he still hasn't said those sensational words.

   He knows how he has treated this child over the years, and it would be superfluous to talk about those now.

   "I know that you have the ability to run the country and secure the country. I don't want to talk about other things. You just need to remember that after your enthronement rights are stabilized, the disaster of the Zhao family cannot be left, and the country in Dayuan can only be surnamed Nangong."

   Nangong Yu's expression did not fluctuate but he did not refute it, and the words when he opened his lips were colder than Nangong Xiao, "My son understands."

   Nangong Xiao was quite satisfied with this, so he turned his attention to Song Qing who said nothing behind Nangong Yu, "Priest."

  Song Qing returned to his senses, took a step forward, and responded respectfully, "This minister is here."

  Nangongxiao didn't mean to speak again, just looked at Song Qing with the sharp eyes of the emperor,

   This inspection is a work of five or six breaths. Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows without a trace.

   Moved quietly, the stalwart figure blocked the line of sight to Nangong Xiao,

   He was about to start talking about other matters in the DPRK, when he suddenly heard Nangong Xiao's laughter so clearly,

   "Let's go, the widow heard that the old priest was too distressed by Sima Zhen's treason. You go and visit the old priest for the widow."

  Nangong Yu did not refuse, but bowed and saluted, "Father and emperor take care of the dragon's body, father and mother, sons and priests will retire first."

   After Nangong Xiao and Song Dai agreed, they turned around and projected their dark eyes on Song Qing.

   Song Qing kept her head down, how could she know about Nangong Xiao's test and Nangong Yu's maintenance, her long eyelashes trembled,

   Follow Nangong Yu's will to salute the emperor and the queen, and then follow Nangong Yu obediently.

   When Nangong Yulin stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the bedroom engraved with dragon patterns, he was stopped by Nangong Xiao who was behind him, "Ayu."

  Nangong Yu did not look back,

  Nangongxiao was not surprised, and only said what was in his heart, "You have never fulfilled the responsibility of being a father, but today you have passed on the dilapidated country to you, and I owe you as a father in this life."

   It was rare to hear words like repentance from the emperor's mouth, Song Qing was stunned and wanted to turn around,

   But he told Nangong Yu to stretch out his hand and hold it as if he had a hunch, but still didn't mean to turn around and take a look at Nangong Xiao, his attitude didn't change, but he was calm.

   "Father is too worried."

   After saying that, he dragged Song Qing across the threshold and left the Longyin Palace under the watch of Dehong.

  The weather in mid-July was very hot, Dehong looked at the gate of the palace and shook his head, the prince is not showing any father-son affection for the emperor.

   Otherwise, the repentance to the emperor would not be just a frivolous sentence.

   does not take it to heart,

   Where will there be the resentment and hatred that should be there.

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  The Emperor's Longyin Palace is not far from the priest's hall, but it is also a short distance away.

   The two of them never took anyone with them when they traveled, so they just walked in tandem like this.

   There is a distance of three steps in the middle, which is the disparity between the identities of each other.

  “————”

  The cicadas in midsummer always chirped one after another. Finally, after walking over an arch bridge, Song Qing coughed lightly and opened her mouth first.

   "That, you, will you become emperor?"

   These words had been in her heart for a while, not only when she heard the last two sentences of the emperor this morning.

   "His!"

   I was caught off guard and bumped into the broad and strong back of the man, and the soreness spread from the nose can be imagined.

   If it weren't for the moment when the atmosphere was delicate, Song Qing really wanted to kick the man into the lake beside him.

  Nangong Yuwensheng turned around and approached uncharacteristically, his slender and well-proportioned fingers landed on the tip of Song Qing's reddish nose, "How are you?"

  Song Qing was a little weird because of the sudden approach and concern, but he didn't forget the answer he desperately wanted, "Will you be enthroned?"

   "Do you want to? I'm on the throne."

  Nangong Yu didn't evade any more, those eyes were like abyss that made it difficult to see, and the mellow voice asked in a calm voice.

  Song Qingmei's eyes trembled slightly and answered truthfully, "I don't want to."

   Seeing that Nangong Yu had no intention of answering the question, he simply said what he had always kept in his heart,

   "I don't want you to be on the throne, I don't want you to sit on the throne, according to the increasingly unstable situation in the dynasty, after you ascend the throne, you want to consolidate the imperial power,

  It is necessary to fill the harem to balance the court situation. Looking at the world, the emperors are all three thousand harems without exception. No matter what it is,

  I can't even accept it. I'm happy that you want to marry you since you were a child, but I never thought of splitting you up with other women. "

   Nangong Yu's throat slid up and down, but he still didn't mean to speak.

  Song Qing's delicate red lips pursed a little bit of bitterness, but since the words have already said this,

  There is no need to hide anything left, and continued,

   "I know that we are facing internal and external troubles in the great abyss, and we urgently need someone to stand up and preside over the overall situation, but I,"

   "But if you really ascend to the throne in the future, I really can't convince myself that I still love you and haunt you."

   There is no one around, the surroundings are very quiet,

   In addition to the annoying cicada chirping, it was the subtle sound of the willows by the lake swept by the wind with the heat wave.

   After saying so much and waiting for a while, I still can't wait for Nangong Yu to answer even half a word,

  Song Qing's heart sank to the bottom little by little, and the flirtatious tear mole at the end of his left eye evoked self-deprecation.

  What she said and said, from beginning to end her heart was wishful thinking,

  Nangong Yu has never given a single-star response, what is he doing now,

  Forcing Nangong Yu to make a choice with the entire Great Yuan Dynasty based on his own wishful thinking? That's ridiculous.

   Suddenly,

  The big, thick and dry palm covered the top of his head, and he looked up in confusion, but he was caught off guard into the bottom of Nangong Yuyouyuan's deep eyes,

  Nangong Yu's expression was soft and gentle, "I see."

  Song Qing: "?"

   subconsciously asked, "What?"

  Nangong Yu smiled and retracted his hand, "Let's go and see the old priest."

  Song Qing: "???"

   (end of this chapter)