Chapter 18

Song Ningyu's completely indifferent appearance made mu Qianxun on the bed laugh. She doesn't worry about anything now. As long as song Ningyu is around, she can rest assured even if she sleeps like this.

Just because she'll make up for her life.

Hibiscus didn't have the tension just now. Looking at Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin, there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth. From her back, the two people really matched more and more.

Hibiscus even felt that when Gong Zilin and his young lady were together, they didn't have this feeling of matching. Instead, they had an inexplicable sense of strangeness. But now, looking at Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin standing aside, they felt that they were matched at a glance. This feeling is really strange to the extreme.

I can't tell why.

Lu ziyue watched them say love words inexplicably in front of her. Of course, in Song Ningyu's opinion, it was not love words at all, but she replied impatiently. But in Lu ziyue's opinion, it was love words, and it was quite touching. Even if Gong Zilin hadn't touched her once since he came to the palace for so long, he never told her, How unfair it is!

"You're just deceiving people too much!" said Lu ziyue. She was about to raise the things in her hand, and then when she started, a cold voice sounded.

"I swear, as long as you dare to spill this thing, I will make your life worse than death!" song Ningyu took a step forward with his right foot, and the evil spirit from nowhere directly pressed on Lu ziyue.

"Do you think I'll believe what you just said? Ambergris, I don't know, so I can't refute whatever you say. Do you think I don't understand such a thing?" Lu ziyue stretched her eyes and stared at Song Ningyu, hoping to see something in her eyes. Naturally, she didn't want song Ningyu to be true, So I want to see that song Ningyu is lying.

"What do you think it is? A kind-hearted person looks at your pity and then helps you?" song Ningyu's expression remains unchanged, as if he is talking about what to eat at night. "Don't be too naive. You can't just look at some things once, which will only make you doomed. A confused person will not die, but will be used."

As soon as song Ningyu's words fell, a breeze floated by, raising her skirt and fluttering. A head of green silk danced with the wind. It looked a little ethereal in the distance, not like a real person.

Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu's eyes and coagulated slightly. He didn't know why. His hand in his sleeve moved slightly. Unexpectedly, there was an impulse to reach out and catch her.

Thinking of the feeling in his heart, the joking expression on Gong Zilin's face could not help but freeze. He was afraid.

Yes, he had that feeling when she left. He was afraid and wanted to catch her, but she didn't stay and couldn't stay. This time? Song Ningyu said such words. She must have suffered a lot of injuries. Will she leave without caring about anything like this, and he will never see her again?

Thinking of this, Gong Zilin suddenly clenched his hands and stepped forward to wrap song Ningyu in his arms. Looking at his already petite body in his arms, he felt even thinner.

However, the full touch in his hand made Gong Zilin jump in his heart.

I can't tell what it feels like, but I have this feeling in my heart. That feeling is like holding the lost thing in my hand again. It's a real feeling.

Song Ningyu looked up at Gong Zilin. When song Ningyu turned his head, Gong Zilin took back the meaning and emotion of his eyes. He looked at Song Ningyu with soft eyes and kept confided in the clear breath in his mouth: "madam, you only need to look at your husband's affairs. Anyway, your husband will certainly not hurt you."

These words are very pleasant to hear, but song Ningyu doesn't feel at all, because now Gong Zilin seems to be acting on the occasion. What's more true than this? It was almost impossible, so she just raised her eyebrows slightly and refused to comment.

I believe she will die miserably. If not, she may be able to live more freely. In this case, she will automatically choose to ignore Gong Zilin's words.

On one side, Lu ziyue couldn't stand the look of their love in front of her. She immediately looked at Gong Zilin with red eyes and said reluctantly, "childe, this woman is not as beautiful as me at all. Why have you never told me what you said to her? Am I better than this woman who has been married for only a few days?"

Song Ningyu stood still without saying a word. Her eyes were calm. Now Lu ziyue seemed to her like an abandoned pet. She kept yelling at the people nearby. All she wanted was a little attention, but it was a pity that no one here gave her a sympathetic look.

Gong Zilin couldn't help it. He blinked at ziyue. His face was still joking, but there was no temperature at all. What he said to Lu ziyue was colder: "in fact, I don't even know your name, so... I don't understand what you mean. Ning Yu is my mother. What's the problem with my kindness to her?"

"Empress, what a empress. In this way, what am I in your eyes?" Lu ziyue's eyes were completely red. Looking at Gong Zilin, she shouted excitedly, such as the green veins on Yu's neck, which appeared one by one, some hysterical.

Facing Lu ziyue's hysteria, Gong Zilin seemed not to see it. He just glanced at her faintly, and finally said two words: "woman."

If only these two words were OK, Lu ziyue could understand it, but then Gong Zilin said again: "disgusting woman."

With the addition of this word, Lu ziyue felt the collapse of the sky and couldn't say anything.

She never thought she would be like this in Gong Zilin's eyes. What kind of impression is this?

With more grief and anger in her heart, she looked at a room full of hatred. She was only jealous of them. At this time, Gong Zilin hurt her heart. What else could she not do?

The next moment, in Song Ningyu's eyes, Lu ziyue's hand was held high. Now Song Ningyu saw clearly that it was an exquisite small bottle. Looking at the small bottle, she knew that it must not be an ordinary thing. It happened that she had seen this kind of thing in the Queen's palace. After all, it was her sister. She had been to the Queen's bedroom.

It's really her. This is song Ningyu's first idea and second idea. This bottle must not be broken.