Chapter 179

The sound of the wheels of the carriage was clearly ringing in my ears. Song Ningyu and his group were sitting on the carriage back to the palace. The eight horses were lined up and galloped away in the howling wind and snow. It was clear that the carriage was so warm, but muqianxun felt incomparably cold.

Mu Qianchen's desire to talk and stop when he sent song Ningyu away finally turned into a sigh, which turned in Mu Qianxun's mind for a long time. On the way out of the palace and straight to the palace, Qian Qian stopped in the carriage.

The eight horse carriage stopped fiercely in the wind and snow. Song Ningyu handed Qian Qianqian a thick cloak. Qian Qianqian took the cloak and hugged song Ningyu with a smile: "Ningyu, I know you. It's not a loss to come here, and I won't hide it from you anymore. My real name is Fengwu. I'll have a future."

Feng Wu? Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows, looked at the two figures submerged in the wind and snow, and hung her eyes.

Xing smiled and saw song Ningyu puzzled with a tea cup. He said faintly, "the so-called Fengwu is the most powerful king in the northern region. Ningyu is lucky." song Ningyu is not only lucky, but also violent!

The terrain of the northern region is very wide, but all forces in that region gather in it. It is divided into four kings, East, West, North and south, and Fengwu is one of the four kings. Compared with Tangguo, its strength is unbearable.

"Really? But, as you said, it can really be used." song Ningyu took the tea lamp handed over by Gong Zilin, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, which was not polite at all.

Seeing this, Xing smiled and drank the tea in the cup. He nodded: "yes, when will you two sign and leave? I'll accompany you around."

And leave? Mu Qianxun and hibiscus's eyes fell on song Ningyu and Gong Zilin. They were full of questions. These two people wanted to stay together? Is that impossible?

"Madam, what did he say? Why didn't my husband know?" Gong Zilin pretended to be extremely innocent. He looked at Song Ningyu and blinked gently. One hand was still tight with song Ningyu's fingers. Song Ningyu swept his eyes. Gong Zilin drank tea and didn't intend to answer. Instead, a Star smiled. He stood on the carriage and blinked at mu Qianxun.

The elegant breath is like the plum blossom in full bloom in the cold ice, and the whole world is also changed color.

"Chihiro, look, isn't your present appearance excellent? Look at it?" song Ningyu unkindly sprayed out in front of Xing's smile.

"Song Ningyu! You should be responsible for me!" Xing smiled and stood in front of song Ningyu with her wet hair sprayed. Song Ningyu slowly raised her hand, took down a tea leaf hanging on her hair and nodded.

"It's my fault." Xingxiao looked at Song Ningyu suspiciously. If he returned so generously, would there be a problem?

Not only song Ningyu and others came to the palace, but also those arrested in the palace. A large group of people stood at the door of the palace and were crossing the fire basin. When they saw that Gong Zilin's carriage came back, they immediately knelt on the ground. Gong Zilin got off the carriage and stretched out his hand to song Ningyu. Song Ningyu glanced at his hand and jumped down.

Hibiscus jumped out of the car to welcome Chihiro out of the car. How long have you been back? Here is like the home of stubborn people. If they don't return for a day, they will have a trace of missing.

"Welcome the childe and his wife back to the house." yanrou, as always, is as soft as a willow, with long hair and light pull. Wearing a thin dress, she stands at the door and salutes to Gong Zilin slightly. The bleak appearance in the wind and snow is like a flower waiting for someone to save.

She is confident that she will let Gong Zilin look after her with incomparable sympathy.

"Please cross the brazier with your wife to get rid of the mildew." yanrou stood in front of Gong Zilin and looked at Song Ningyu. Her tone was soft. Xing Xiao came out of the carriage slowly. She was wearing a thin water blue broad robe, which looked like heaven and man in the wind and snow. Yanrou looked at Xing Xiao and was stunned in situ with her elegant and noble face.

What kind of beauty is that? It's even colder than the devil of the childe. Just like the winter plum blossom in the wind and snow, it enjoys itself and opens the world!

"This childe is..." yanrou was shocked by the cold look of Xingxiao.

"Tut Tut, listen to the soft and gentle voice, just like the yellow warbler singing. Ning Yu, you should learn more. It's better to be gentle in your daughter's house." Xing Xiao completely ignored the woman and went to song Ning Yu's body to laugh at her.

Song Ningyu glanced at him, suddenly hooked his lips and said with a smile, "why? Do you like her? Don't be polite to me. Take whoever you like. I'll never stop you, husband, what do you say?"

The war spread to Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin swept his eyes. His face was slightly red. A trace of light flashed in his eyes. In his smile, the hidden knife swept to the star and said with a smile: "Yan Rou, you will be his man in the future, understand?"

"Childe, yanrou..." yanrou suddenly understood in the look of Gong Zilin and song Ningyu. The beauty is nearby, and where will there be her shadow again? Just, the queen has been subdued, and her revenge

"I only want the one in your arms. If you are really so generous, how about marrying her to me? I don't even bother to look at such a woman." Xing smiled and locked his eyes on song Ningyu. As soon as his voice fell, he saw Gong Zilin's palm sweeping towards him with the wind.

The two big men fought at the door for the past. The slaves kneeling on the ground were atmospheric and dared not go out. They could only watch the two men start fighting again.

Song Ningyu held mu Qianxun and said with a smile, "this brazier really needs to be crossed. Qianxun, come."

The two men buckled each other and crossed the pot of fire. The wind on one side stood beside song Ningyu and looked at the childe in water blue and wide robes. The appearance of fighting with his master was so similar to that eight year old baby.

"Mistress, mistress and the childe..." Feng stood beside song Ningyu and opened his mouth tentatively. At least it was snowing heavily. Now it's fighting. If he got cold afterwards, how could it be good?

Song Ningyu turned around, took care of Li Qianxun's cloak and said to the servant who knelt all over the ground: "everyone has worked hard these days. Let's go back and have a rest. If they like to fight, they don't have to pay attention. If there's anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow." song Ningyu looked up and glanced at the bright day outside.

Pure white snowflakes were falling from the sky of Wumeng towards Tangcheng. Yanrou, who wanted to speak, bit her teeth and bowed her head and chose silence. Now it's not a wise choice to speak at this time.

The people got up one after another and praised song Ningyu for her style of being a housewife.

The wind followed song Ningyu's back, frowned and said to song Ningyu, "master mother, Tangcheng had two shocks after the disappearance of master mother. Although the ground was only gently shaking, it was also passed on as amazing."

"Where's the purple smoke?" Chihiro glanced at the crowd, but he didn't see him. He felt quite curious.