Chapter 202

Song Ningyu retreated two steps without a trace, but in three days, he also arrived at Tangcheng. What's the matter with the gorgeous and magnificent battle rows!

The standing bodyguard and handmaid bowed to song Ningyu and said loudly, "please get in the imperial concubine." song Ningyu drew her eyebrows and eyes. When did she become the imperial concubine again?

"You recognize the wrong person." song Ningyu coldly glanced at ouyanghuo in the carriage and turned to go towards Tangcheng. However, he saw Gong Zilin and Chihiro sitting on the golden sedan chair together, full of style and Zunhua coming towards this side. The golden light sent out dazzling light in the sun. Song Ningyu turned away and flashed into the luxurious carriage of 16 horses.

The dazzling sunshine in the carriage was woven as soft as the moon by the Yuehua satin, without a trace of dazzling and discomfort. Ouyang Huo held his forehead in one hand and looked at Song Ningyu with a cold wine in the other hand. He hooked his lips and said with a smile: "since others know that Gu has brought his concubine with him, I have to thank Ni Yu to perform the play for Gu Yi."

Song Ningyu said coldly, "why?"

The carriage slowly walked in towards Tangcheng. The people gave way, but their eyes fell on the two figures on the golden carriage. Ouyang fire slowly raised his big hands, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "how about making a promise alone?"

Song Ningyu gasped in her throat, which was inconsistent with the rumor that she would become the emperor right away. Ouyang Huo, who was wearing a purple and Gold Dragon Robe, saw song Ningyu's stiff face, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "the orphanage palace is empty. Ni Yu might as well think about it, how about it?"

"No, you remember, you owe me a favor." song Ningyu bowed his head and straightened the gray foam on Li. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Such a glance shocked his heart. Gong Zilin and Chihiro, a pair of Golden Boys and girls, a demon falling into the city and a fairy like flowers, fit so well. There is nothing better than them together.

Ouyang Huo holds his chin and stares at Song Ningyu. Song Ningyu's warm eyes are difficult to ignore. Song Ningyu doesn't think there is anything, but subconsciously feels that she must have a strong strength to fight against her mother. As for who to fight against, she doesn't know.

In the elegant seat of a restaurant, the man in white raised his white hair in the wind. His eyes fell on the carriage where the two sat side by side, slowly lifting the corners of his lips. Song Ningyu, you will never disappoint me.

"Lord, is this really good?" the woman in white couldn't help but speak. Song Ningyu was his

Chunsu raised her hand, looked gently at the people in the carriage and didn't answer. What's the matter? As long as the goal can be achieved, who will care about the process after all?

Song Ningyu held her hand tightly in her sleeve. Ouyang Huo provoked a sword eyebrow and said with a smile, "why? I'm nervous to see the emperor Aifei of Tang country?" she shook her hand slightly stiff. This Ouyang fire

"Indeed, since you want to act, please cooperate with me." song Ningyu slowly loosened his tight hand. Gong Zilin raised his hand and pulled it on song Ningyu's face, frowned and said with a deep smile: "Princess Ai, you look so cold that you refuse people thousands of miles away. How can you look so unhappy? It's still more lovely in the mountains."

In the mountains, song Ning Yu's eyebrows and eyes were light and gentle, with a faint warmth and smile in his eyes. His face was many times softer than today's ice face.

Song Ningyu raised her hand and straightened the hairpin. She tore away a smile. The smiling face was several times more difficult than crying. Ouyang Huo helplessly said, "well, since you don't want to, don't force yourself. Gu doesn't want her to be so gentle as a weak and incompetent little woman."

She raised her eyebrows, which was right. She didn't like her old incompetence.

The carriage stopped slowly. Song Ningyu pulled a handkerchief and quickly covered his face. However, he saw Ouyang fire facing the outside and said in a loud voice: "wash and change clothes for Princess Ai."

The voice side fell, and the transparent and wide carriage slowly covered it layer by layer, blocking the eyes of all directions. The night pearl in the carriage slowly lit up when it suddenly became dark. Eight maids pushed open the door of the carriage and came in, obediently and incomparably towards song Ningyu Fu.

"Please change your clothes here."

Watching the maid push away the Duobao Pavilion, song Ningyu was surprised. Is there such a mechanism in the carriage? Although the dark pavilion was not big, it was enough for eight people to squeeze in. For example, Ouyang Huo's Purple Gold Dragon Robe was the same as the purple long skirt. The luxurious atmosphere showed a strong elegance and domineering spirit. Song Ningyu was stunned.

"Maidservant grooms the imperial concubine." the two maids reach out to touch song Ningyu's hairpin, but song Ningyu pulls it off first and combs it.

She slowly closed her eyes, raised her hands and let the Eight maids take care of her whole body. She knew that when she opened her eyes again, she would look another way. Song Ningyu didn't lose a favor or a play.

However, the thought of seeing the two people together was painful.

Gong Zilin, it turned out that when I was still thinking of you, you had forgotten me and had a beauty around you.

At that glance, song Ningyu could see that Chihiro's face was like a peach blossom. The whole popularity color was excellent. It seemed that she was cured. In this way, she was relieved.

"Please open the imperial concubine's eyes." a soft voice sounded slowly from the ear. Song Ningyu opened his eyes. In the mirror, he looked like a picture, didn't apply powder, and his black hair pulled up an atmospheric and elegant hairstyle. His purple gold robe set off a bit of heroism and elegance. His noble and cold temperament matched this purple gold robe very well.

"The imperial concubine and empress are the best match for the king that slaves have seen." the maid on one side praised again and again. Song Ningyu slowly withdrew her hand and put the hairpin together into her sleeve. Whether this is true or false, song Ningyu regarded it as a joke.

When Ouyang Huo saw song Ningyu coming out of the dark Pavilion, his fiery eyes stared at Song Ningyu with a blink. The slim waist is very obvious on the purple gold jade belt. The cool temperament and the purple gold robe are extremely noble, as if they were the queen.

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and turned around with her. The simple Jade Phoenix hairpin on her head shook gently with song Ningyu's actions.

"Why? It's weird?" the dress was too cumbersome. She didn't like it very much, but she had to bear it now.

Zhu Huangyu said she didn't know, but she didn't look like someone who didn't know. Maybe she should ask Xingxiao. Song Ningyu felt that Xingxiao seemed to know everything when she came out of the mausoleum.

Ouyang Huo shook his head and smiled at Song Ningyu. "It's lucky to have this imperial concubine."