Chapter 232

The waiter stares at Song Ningyu. His eyes look like flowers grow on song Ningyu's face. He was a man yesterday. Why did he become a girl today? We have everything we should have.

The waiter looked at the bucket of ice residue floating in his hand and hesitated to look at Song Ningyu: "the cold water, I don't know what you two use..."

"It's too hot in the room. Let the water cool." song Ningyu coldly cut off the waiter. Gong Zilin almost choked on the mushroom rice. He finally understood that this is the highest level of lying!

The waiter was suspicious and moved the bucket out. Now it's sunny and drizzling in March. Why does the lady feel hot? Gong Zilin threw down the dishes and chopsticks and walked across the floor. Song Ning was full of physical and mental satisfaction.

Walking on the street in this way, so that those people can remember that this woman belongs to me. Others look at it with long eyes. Don't worry about the wrong things in other people's house!

Song Ningyu glanced at the cool hand on his waist, raised a sneer, patted it, turned and walked into the room.

Standing at the door, Gong Zilin touched his nose and looked at the wind behind him. His eyes asked silently, where did he offend the ancestor?

Feng shook his head and looked at the floor. Where can ordinary people like them understand her?

When the people in the room came out again, they were dressed in purple robes, with precious crowns and black hair, a jade pendant on their waist and a jade fan in their hand. Song Ningyu waved his hand, opened the folding fan and said with a loud smile: "now it's time for the women to bow down under my childe's purple robes and robes!"

The arrogance of the posture and the self-confidence of the look, Gong Zilin leaned over and printed it on his face with thin makeup. He smiled in a low voice and said, "the lady doesn't need to conquer women all over the world. There is one thing that is more enviable than that the lady has conquered women all over the world."

Song Ningyu pulls Gong Zilin back to the Inn and raises his hand to pull his hair. His skillful technique is extremely pleasing to Gong Zilin's eyes.

"What's the matter?" she answered and chose a hairpin close to Gong Zilin's water blue robe to wear.

Gong Zilin hugged song Ningyu in his arms and whispered with a smile, "isn't it more enviable than conquering women all over the world when my wife conquered being a husband?" at least women all over the world are envious of song Ningyu.

Song Ningyu looked stiff. She laughed loudly. Her voice was clear and bright, with a strong color of pleasure. The broken laughter rang through the whole custom inn. The corners of Gong Zilin's eyes were dark. What's the meaning of laughing like this!

"Gong Zilin, if you build a wall at the border, there must be no one to break!" he is too thick skinned. Song Ningyu has never seen this guy modest since he realized it. What he said is not polite at all, but it makes people unable to refute a word. It seems that it is indeed like this.

Gong Zilin shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and took a bite on the white earlobe. Song Ningyu's hearty laughter suddenly stopped. The whole Inn was quiet for a moment, and the wind eyebrow standing outside the door beat. In fact, the master's husband should still be there. Well, it should still be there.

Gong Zilin took song Ningyu's hand and went out, picking his eyebrows at the wind.

When the wind saw the radian of Gong Zi's lips, he knew that his master was in a good mood at this time.

The lanterns and Kongming lanterns outside the inn reflect this place like a dream, and the drizzle is scattered in the persistent umbrellas of people coming and going on the street.

It's just that the drizzle is oblique. It's almost impossible to completely block the rain curtain woven by the oblique wind and drizzle.

At the door of Xifeng Inn, there was a luxurious carriage with a small bell hanging at each corner. With the sound of Qingfeng's bell, there was an extremely ordinary boy sitting on the carriage. When people saw song Ningyu coming out, they jumped down from the carriage and saluted song Ningyu.

"My Lord, the imperial envoy sent a small one to pick up my Lord and go to the Baihua building. Please, my Lord." he made an invitation to the carriage with a correct attitude.

Song Ningyu nodded, narrowed her head, raised her eyebrows and deliberately said, "my husband picked me up last night. I drank a lot. I don't know what happened to the imperial envoy?"

Gong Zilin drooped his eyes and said nothing. Feng never did a bad job. As for the process, he was not interested in knowing. The only thing he was interested in knowing was the result.

As soon as the imperial envoy was mentioned, the young man's face was slightly stiff. A strong smile flashed in his eyes, and he bowed his head and said, "the adult just got up. I'm afraid you'll be in a hurry, so he sent a little to pick up the adult."

Song Ningyu looked up at the dotted sky. The moon was dark, the wind was high, and the rain was drizzling. There was a willow branch and a wormwood leaf at the door of every family. Now it was Qingming. In previous years, she would go to see the tomb. Now when she remembered, there was only ridicule left. I don't know what she felt when Qi's mother accompanied her to worship the tomb of a fundamentally living person!

"Why does love husband look at the willow branches and Wormwood Leaves in a trance?" Gong Zilin picked his eyebrows after song Ningyu. Did he not think of his old friend? However, song Ningyu saw no one missing except her missing mother-in-law.

Song Ningyu regained his mind and stepped on the pedal into the carriage. The carriage was fumigated with precious aloes. The aloes sank into the water. The fragrance was special and the cost was very high. He was just an imperial envoy. He lived in a Golden Nest, carved a car with a BMW, lit aloes and dressed in a Suzhou brocade made of thousands of gold wires!

Gong Zilin and Feng entered the carriage together, holding song Ningyu's hand and saying nothing.

Sometimes you don't have to say anything, just silently make progress, and you feel that you have sustenance and dependence in your heart.

A cold light flashed in Gong Zilin's eyes and said coldly, "that adult, I will take good care of myself!"

The wind only feels a chill on his back. Take good care of him? How long has it been since he heard such a warm and soft voice of iron and blood? The stopped blood in my heart began to boil again, and I got fat. Good, very good!

Song Ningyu played with the dark green jade Ruyi in the carriage with her fingers, and the corners of her lips slowly lifted up. Even a carpet in the BMW was made of leopard skin. It can be seen how much money was hidden in the minister's hand after all.

Instead of letting Feng send someone to steal, it's better to directly copy the house and not enter the Treasury. Now it's the time of employment. For Tangguo, a big change of blood may not be a bad thing.

Chihiro is doing this.

The carriage went all the way to the Baihua building. The fist sized night pearl on the top of the carriage lit up in the carriage, just like day.

The scholars and talents outside are wantonly talking about the summer exam in April this year. In the Qingming Festival, in addition to these scholars and talents, they seem to be silent. There are still lanterns in the long river, but the eyes are pure white. In the drizzle, the flowers in the dark are slowly opening in the drizzle, and the light is cool and thin.

On the long Pavilion on the bank, someone was singing a dream of visiting the garden, and the babbling voice was gentle and sad: "it turned out that colorful flowers are everywhere... It seems that they are all given to broken wells and ruined walls, beautiful scenery on a good day... Who's home to enjoy..."

Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "what a beautiful day."