Chapter 210

Song Ningyu's eyes flashed past the door. There was a trace of helplessness. No matter how hard the days were, they still had to live.

She hesitated to push Chihiro away from her arms, looked at her misty eyes and said, "Chihiro, would you like to go with me." she will leave here. Tomorrow is the new emperor's accession to the throne, and then she should leave.

Mu Qianxun looked at her in surprise, flashed a trace of uneasiness, and muttered, "condense to... Me..."

The room fell into silence for a moment. On the night of March when the spring breeze gently brushed and drizzled, the red candle shook mu Qianxun's uneasiness and firmness. Song Ningyu was dumb. Even so, do you still want to stay with him?

Song Ningyu took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears from her eyes. She pulled a gentle smile from the corners of her lips and said, "I see. Chihiro, if something happens, go to Feilong villa in wulilin outside the city and take care of yourself."

After tonight, when we meet again, she is Ni Yu, not song Ningyu.

Chihiro looked at her uneasily, nodded slowly and asked, "Ning Yu, are you angry?"

Song Ningyu raised his hand, flicked on Qianxun's forehead and pretended to be angry: "what are you talking about? I just hate myself and can't stop you. I should have found it long ago, but I didn't know until today."

Chihiro lifted his eyes and smiled bitterly: "if even Ning Yu doesn't know, he must know more."

I love you, but you never know, as I hope. I don't know whether I should be lucky or feel unlucky for myself.

"Chihiro..."

"Ning Yu, I once saw a saying in an ancient book that a large number of people are hidden in the world. There are still many forces in the world. You should be more careful." she is still too weak to appear next to song Ning Yu, otherwise it will become a burden for her, so it is best for her to stay in Tang country.

"It's getting late, Chihiro. Remember my words, they will go to Feilong villa when something happens. They will arrange everything." song Ningyu releases Chihiro's hand, turns and jumps out of the window. It's drizzling outside. Song Ningyu looks up and closes his eyes. In the drizzling March, everything is silent. Peach blossoms are stained with raindrops at night and white under the foggy light.

The spring breeze blew and made people cold. Song Ningyu was as light as a swallow, stepped on the glazed tiles and went towards Ningyu palace.

Qianxun's Xiuyi palace and Ningyu Palace are located on the left and right sides of the emperor's bedroom respectively. That is to say, when song Ningyu goes back, he has to pass through the emperor's bedroom. Song Ningyu is as light as a swallow and has a wind under his feet. He only hopes to pass through that bedroom as soon as possible.

The figure of the wind appeared on the roof of the Panlong hall, blocking song Ningyu's way: "master mother."

Song Ning frowned slightly on her purple veil. She knew that the wind could not recognize it. Then she said to the wind, "this palace is the queen of Hongmeng, you're wrong."

The spring breeze and the Misty drizzle blew on the two men's clothes. Between them, song Ningyu was about to cross the wind. The wind said to song Ningyu, "if it weren't for revenge for the Lord's mother, the Lord wouldn't sit on the throne! The Lord's heart for the Lord's mother has been seen by others. Is the Lord's mother really so ruthless!"

Song Ningyu's back is slightly stiff, just at that moment, boom!

The sapphire glazed tiles that the whole person was stepping on were warm and slippery. Song Ningyu fell straight into the Panlong hall. The red candle lit up the cold room. Gong Zilin was wearing bright yellow clothes and reflected his solid and powerful body. Song Ningyu lay on the ground and wanted to slap himself. Bastard, it's not enough to go around!

She's really obsessed. Her feet don't listen and she's coming here!

When song Ningyu looked away from Gong Zilin, the whole person was stunned and even forgot to lie on the ground.

This is

The room was full of her portraits, and even the screen was full of her portraits, which was only a lot more than the one floor full of portraits in the moon Pavilion.

Straight way acacia is useless, but melancholy is frivolous.

It turned out that Gong Zilin had written two or three lines of love poems for her where she didn't know.

Gong Zilin's eyes flashed a trace of banter and squatted in front of song Ningyu. The skirt pulled at Gong Zilin, revealing a large and solid chest. The corners of his lips recalled a gorgeous smile of demons, and said, "madam, this is going to apologize for your husband? In that case, it's time to respond for your husband."

In the smile of Gong Zilin's evil spirit, all her eyes were filled with her. Even song Ningyu saw that the heart full of her was trembling slowly. Why was she so upset? With such a smile and eyes, song Ningyu was the only one in the sky. She couldn't refuse.

Song Ningyu held her hand to get up from the ground. Gong Zilin pressed her waist with a big hand, raised her face with one hand, and kissed her face slowly and gently, with a slow trembling and cold.

"Just live, madam. If you want to forgive you for your husband, live well." as long as you live, everything can start from scratch.

A large group of people rushed in outside the Panlong hall! "Emperor..."

The words stuck in his throat. The people present turned pale. It's over. If the emperor is bad, will he be beheaded?

Gong Zilin's eyes became fierce and arrogant when he looked at the white faced imperial forest army, which shocked the imperial forest army subconsciously and wanted to retreat, but he could not bear to offend the people in front of him, and there was a chill behind him.

The gentle kiss fell on her cheek. For a moment, the flowers bloomed in the wind. She seemed to see the flowers in full bloom in front of her eyes, and her heart began to jump uncontrollably.

"Get out." a cold, cold voice came out of Gong Zilin's mouth, and song Ningyu finally recovered. All of a sudden, the imperial guards crowded at the door of the Panlong hall retreated in a swarm. They didn't forget to close the door for them. There was no maid in the room, and only a close eunuch of Gong Zilin was taking care of them.

The hand on song Ningyu's back was as cold as the biting wind in winter. Shouldn't Gong Zilin be hot before? How did this happen.

At that moment, she turned her wrist and fastened the pulse image of Gong Zilin. Suddenly, the whole person was shocked. A sense of horror came from her limbs. This person was cold and poisonous, and his Qi and blood were attacking and melancholy. If it weren't for his strong internal power, I'm afraid he would have lost his life.

"Where did you get your cold poison?" if you compare the cold poison with Ouyang Huo's Manduo flowers, the two are nothing but small.

Gong Zilin slowly hugged song Ningyu and walked towards the Dragon bed. There was always a smile of demons on his lips. It was this smile, but it was only open to her. Song Ningyu couldn't resist it.

"I ask you something!" the anxiety in my heart has been greater than the current situation, so even Gong Zilin didn't care too much when he held her. The heartbeat rang in Song Ningyu's ear.