Chapter 208

The sedan chair stopped at Ningyu palace. Song Ningyu helped Ouyang Huo, who was dressed in drunken clothes, out of the sedan chair. Ouyang Huo's strong and mighty body was actually pressed on song Ningyu's back. Song Ningyu bit his teeth and whispered, "Ouyang Huo!"

The spring rain stopped, and there was a trace of warmth on the road after the rain. The flowers in the palace fell to the ground in the wind and rain. Song Ningyu stepped on the flowers, and the fresh breath came with the spring wind. The eaves of the palace were dripping water slowly. The bodyguard on one side saw Ouyang fire coming back and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him.

Ouyang Huo suddenly straightened his back from Song Ningyu's slender back like nothing. Song Ningyu bit his teeth and went in with Ouyang Huo. If he dared to play with her, he would have to pay a price!

"Take off your clothes!" song Ningyu closed the door and covered his face. This is what he said. Ouyang fire, holding a cup of tea, spewed out a mouthful of tea without image, pointing to song Ningyu and staring at her with trembling fingers.

Song Ningyu took out a silver needle as thin as ox hair from her fingertips and smiled meaningfully at Ouyang Huo. It seemed that there was a knife hidden in the smile. Ouyang Huo took two steps back and sat down on the bed. Looking at Song Ningyu with a wary face, she said in a deep voice: "what do you want to do? Solitude, solitude is the king!"

Song Ningyu smiled slowly, pulled off the monarch's purple and Gold Dragon Robe and said with a smile, "what can I do? Naturally, it's to fulfill the promise. The monarch should be honest so as not to suffer more."

"Ah! Don't come here, lonely... Lonely seven foot man, ah..." the voice of ghost crying and wolf howling came from Ningyu palace. It was hot in Ningyu palace. There was no shadow outside the bedroom. Such a sad voice ran far away. I didn't expect that empress Jun, who looked so soft, coughed in the room. She was so brave.

In their hearts, they silently mourned for Ouyang Huo, who had been completely wrong.

At this time, in the Panlong palace of the Imperial Palace, Gong Zilin hit the edge of the bed with a fist. What a couple!

"The childe also thinks it's Ning Yu, isn't it?" Chihiro frowned. Her brother didn't marry Yaluo, but she was not happy at all. I should have been happy, shouldn't I? How did it become like this again.

"Song Ningyu, even if it turns into ash, I know her! You stay here and I'll go to Ningyu palace to find out." Gong Zilin dressed in a Dragon Robe jumped out of the window. His figure disappeared in the dark night with the spring breeze. Standing at the window, his calm look slowly collapsed.

Hibiscus took off the hairpin for Chihiro, combed her long black hair and said, "so, is Miss Ning Yu dead or alive? Hibiscus looked at the woman at the party. Although her temperament was somewhat similar, it was not all like..."

Chihiro looked at his pale face in the mirror and slowly shook his head: "hibiscus, since it's her, why don't you come to meet me? Since it's not her, why do I think she is? Maybe I'll know when the childe comes back."

Hibiscus nodded, and the flickering candle in a room gradually became silent. Chihiro looked at the Begonia hairpin and sighed slightly. It was heavy at night, and now it was the middle of the night.

The wind was blowing at Gong Zilin's feet and stood silently on the roof of the palace's main house. Under the roof, the red curtain rolled. From time to time, the crowd was mixed with men. Sometimes happy and sometimes painful voices passed through Gong Zilin's ears. He frowned. Through the open tile and the hazy bed curtain, the cold face appeared so clearly in front of him.

Song Ningyu's eyes were cold, and the silver needle in his hand shot out towards Gong Zilin.

Lying on the bed, Ouyang fire, full of gadolinium and silver needles, hummed stiffly. Turning his head, he saw a shadow passing on the opened tile. He looked at Song Ningyu in surprise. Song Ningyu found someone he didn't even notice.

Gong Zilin held the silver needle as thin as ox hair in one hand. The silver needle was fierce and cold. He frowned and looked at the brightly lit room. The woman was merciful!

Who is it! Is it song Ningyu? This is an answer Gong Zilin is eager to find.

The silver needle is used, and song Ningyu's weapon is the hairpin he prepared and the gold thread that can cut gold and jade when combined with the hairpin. This

Song Ningyu stabbed Ouyang Huo on his body. In exchange, Ouyang Huo let out another wail and gnashed his teeth and said, "aunt, can't you take it easy? Revenge for public and private affairs!" this is not consistent with Ouyang Huo's fiery character at all. At this time, it is completely the material to be cleaned up.

Song Ningyu said coldly with a smile, "I'm just taking revenge for my own business. Do you see that? Stay here and I'll come soon." song Ningyu glanced at the roof, raised his hand, patted Ouyang's red hair and trimmed his clothes.

"What about Gu? Come back to gu!" song Ningyu answered. He pushed the door open and flashed away. Ouyang Huo smiled slowly. This woman is really rare in the world. If she doesn't grasp it tightly, she will miss it and become a lifelong regret.

Song Ningyu's step was like a lotus. The purple veil blew tightly on her face in the wind. She ran after the figure and disappeared as soon as she turned. Song Ningyu bit her teeth and her eyes were cold. For a moment, the man stood behind song Ningyu and held song Ningyu tightly in his arms.

Song Ningyu was stunned for a moment by the familiar smell of ambergris. How long she thought about this chest and read it again. She thought she would soon forget it. Only when this person appeared in front of her again did she find that she had already put this person in the bottom of her heart.

I can't touch him or anyone else.

"Madam, do you know how life is worse than death when I think you are dead? Why don't you come to me! What imperial concubine, come back and be my queen?" Gong Zilin's low tone made song Ningyu recover.

Originally, Gong Zilin really thought she was dead.

"I didn't expect the emperor of Tang to be so rude!" song Ningyu stabbed the silver needle in her hand towards Gong Zilin's key point without hesitation. Gong Zilin still held her tightly, his chin against her shoulder and couldn't let go.

Song Ningyu's action stopped on the skin.

"Song Ningyu! I managed to get you back! If you leave Hongmeng, I can give you whatever he can give you, and I can give you whatever he can't give you."

He can't hurt me, Gong Zilin, you can give it to me.

"You recognize the wrong person. If you are so rude again, don't blame Ni Yu's ruthlessness. If you kill you, the monarch's Hongmeng can invade Tang country! All benefits and no harm." song Ningyu put the silver needle in his hand against Gong Zilin's neck with a slight force. Gong Zilin frowned and stretched out his hand to pull off song Ningyu's veil.

The corners of the lips slowly brought up a smile like a demon. With a smile, the world suddenly became colorless and the demon was unparalleled.