Chapter 220

On weekdays, the right prime minister, who is as gentle and polite as a jade gentleman, moves like autumn wind and is as quiet as clouds, is now holding her tightly with joy.

A trace of pain flashed in Qianxun's eyes, which was the smile of song Ningyu, which charmed her heart. She can't even refuse to push away.

But for a moment, mu Qianchen let go of her and coughed slightly. In the past, he had a pale face. At this time, he was suffused with a thin red light and full of joy.

"Sorry, I'm just too happy. Since the emperor is safe, I'll send someone to find the emperor back quickly. Now it's the most important to stabilize Tangguo." Qianchen changed his warm air and took a little seriousness. Qianxun lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"Brother, if you were them, would you come back like this?" song Ningyu's personality is not so gentle. For those who took something from her, she will try her best to get it back.

A glimmer of light flashed in Qianchen's eyes. Baimi must be sparse!

Ministers in the Imperial Palace came and went, and countless orders were sent by the study. Life was in hot water, but on the other side, it was a school of leisure. The scenery along the way was so pleasant in Song Jingyu's eyes.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects are busy in every way. In the carriage, song Ningyu has found more than 100 kinds of herbs in the mountain. Whenever he passes through the mountain forest, song Ningyu can always search for several precious medicinal materials.

Gong Zilin frowned at the pot of flowers that song Ningyu held back. Mimosa?

"My lady, I can understand what you picked, but what is this grass used for?" song Ningyu was sitting in the carriage and fiddling with the herbs in his hand. He was too busy to use one hand as two hands. He didn't hear what Gong Zilin was saying. Song Ningyu's silence seemed to Gong Zilin that he deliberately ignored her.

Then he leaned over and said wrongfully, "madam, is it important that these broken herbs are useful?"

Song Ningyu glanced faintly, wronged the man who winked at her with his tall body, couldn't help raising his hand and holding his forehead, looking at the eyes like stars, which was very helpless.

"Gong Zilin, just read if you have nothing to do. I'm busy!"

"What's the lady doing? Besides the medicine for her husband, she seems to be collecting other herbs, huh?" Gong Zilin stares at Song Ningyu. A snow-white lark stands on the table and eats the food song Ningyu put there to feed it. From time to time, she looks at the two people, lowers her head and then orders. She doesn't see it.

Gong Zilin sat back reluctantly. There was a faint smell of herbs in the carriage. Nowadays, when no one is chasing him, he is really relaxed and his bones are about to waste. Song Ningyu is not sure that he can use his internal power, but he can't use his internal power, which brought the image of a fierce princess into full play.

Knowing that song Ningyu is for his good, Gong Zilin just nods and accepts helplessly. He is happy to spend a flower in his heart, which shows that song Ningyu also ranks him as the most important person, isn't it.

It feels good.

In addition to reading, Gong Zilin, who is idle, has another thing. He looks at his wife without blinking.

Song Ningyu paused and raised her hand to wipe the sweat. A hand holding a handkerchief beside her had stretched out first, wiped her face with slight sweat, and wiped the sweat from her neck. The action was very considerate. It would be better if there were no eyes staring at her from time to time.

"This medicine has its own use. Maybe it can help us." song Ningyu winked at Gong Zilin, through three cunning. Although it's not very gentle in that appearance, it's not as cold as before. This is a good sign. Keep working hard.

Gong Zilin approached, smiled and kissed on the pink face, and the lark fluttered out of the window.

The party slowly and leisurely moved towards the chilieshan, and then transferred from the chilieshan to the capital of Hongmeng. Song Ningyu was always surprised. After Gong Zi had left for so long, didn't he worry about what Tang Congress would become?

"Gong Zilin, don't you worry about whether your palace will be demolished by them?" song Ningyu finished processing the medicinal materials in his hand and looked at the leisurely Gong Zilin in front of him with a wrinkled and speechless face, as if there was a moment of ignorance. The Gong Zilin in front of him was still the willful and unrivalled Gong Zilin.

He raised his eyebrows, showing a fox like treacherous smile and said, "my lady thinks why should I go to the palace when I ascend the throne?"

Song Ningyu raised her eyes, blinked, frowned and said, "you planned from the beginning? What if I don't find you!" if song Ningyu doesn't find him, Gong Zilin is likely to die in the pit dug by herself. Song Ningyu thinks about it again.

Gong zilinwang stood with her cold, aura filled eyes, and a smile like a demon fell into the city. Song Ningyu's high wall softened in such a smile.

The setting sun slowly folded into the carriage. Gong Zilin pulled song Ningyu into his arms, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "naturally, it's better for my mother to give me confidence. It's life or death. It's better to go together than a person's slow suffering along the way. Will my mother still be separated from me?"

Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes and said, "I want to find the master of bamboo emperor jade. My mother has something to do with bamboo emperor jade." the woman who appeared at her wedding but disappeared. She can feel the love between her mother and daughter, which she can't give up all her life.

The sun shone on the two people embracing each other in the carriage. The sound of wheels sounded slowly on the road, as slow as a snail. The three people finally came from Tangcheng to Chaoyang City.

The night in the city was very lively. Gong Zilin's evil face was too conspicuous. Even if song Ningyu had painted makeup for him a little, he couldn't hide his unique demeanor. He stared at the beautiful young man in front of him with a look of chagrin.

"Madam, what are you doing for her husband? Is it because she is too beautiful for her husband and makes her feel inferior?" Gong Zilin wore a light cyan robe. It was clear that the cyan should be as elegant as a lotus. However, he wore it on Gong Zilin and was just infected with a bit of evil wind. Feng sat in front of the carriage and opened the way, wiping the sweat on his forehead.

At ordinary times, the owner is not like this. It's a look that can freeze to death. Love is really great. It turns out to be a piece of ice that will not melt for thousands of years. Making ice melt into boiling water is not what ordinary people can do.

"Gong Zilin, do you wear women's clothes?" I don't know what Gong Zilin looks like in women's clothes. Song Ningyu sweeps Gong Zilin's folding fan in his hand with some evil taste. He looks casual and handsome.

"Why? My lady doesn't want to be... Brothers with her husband?" Gong Zilin smiled and swept song Ningyu's plain men's clothes. His robe was as cold as a lotus, just like a teenager.

Song Ningyu's face turned black.