Chapter 330

Baili burning song took out the handkerchief to wipe the blood on song Congyu's lips. Only Baili Valley master and Baili burning song were left in the room. They took over the handkerchief from Baili burning singer and wiped it. They looked so indifferent that they could not see any signs of poisoning.

The door was knocked hurriedly, and the man in green ran in with a golden box, bringing a slightly muggy wind in summer. With the opening of the box, a faint fragrance of lotus rose in the wind,

"Come on, give this bloody lotus seed to your granddaughter-in-law!" the Baili Valley master looked eagerly at Song Ningyu's indifferent face and was surprised. Could it be a reflection! The bloody lotus seed looks like a drop of bright red blood. Song Ningyu is stunned at the drop of blood. If she really eats it, she will really become the young Lord's wife!

Song Ningyu coughed, scanned his eyes, and said softly, "this thing is too valuable. You'd better take it back."

The Baili Valley master looked stiff. He knocked a hammer on the edge of the bed and said anxiously, "daughter-in-law, my old man has lived a long time. This boy has been married for so many years. I can expect you to add a golden sun to the Baili family in the future. Come on, Xiao sun, feed this to your daughter-in-law!"

He lifted his crutch and knocked on the song burning in a hundred miles. The worried face of the old man wrinkled into a flower.

Song Ning Yu Mei's heart beat, got up from the bed and said, "I'm fine."

"Ah?" Rao, the shrewd old man like a fox, was stunned on the spot. He was about to die just now. It would change. Bai Li Fen Ge sat at the end of the bed, holding his arms and smiling deeply, full of banter.

"Grandpa, when did you become so dull? Is it because you are old?" the voice of schadenfreude raised from the joking face of Baili burning song. The valley Lord stared at Baili burning song, touched his heart and looked at Song Ningyu suspiciously: "this is clearly a sign of poisoning. Why is it like nobody else?"

The domestic servant who followed him was also stupid. Song Ningyu put the shed yarn back on again, scanned his eyes, burned the song and said lightly, "I have a special constitution. Why don't I bear ordinary poisons?"

The shrewd eyes of the Baili Valley leader flashed slightly. He blew his beard and stared at Baili to burn the song. He angrily shouted with a crutch: "did you know that long ago? You don't know, even grandpa!" he took turns to knock at Baili to burn the song. No matter where he knocked, the strength was not covered.

Burning song supported the edge of the bed with one hand and jumped behind song Ningyu with an innocent shrug and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I just know. Look at the old man, you haven't had a worried expression for so many years. You're a little fascinated and forget to remind."

There were several roses wrapped around thorns in Jingya's atmospheric room. The original Jingya's room was suddenly several grades lower. When Shaoge saw her staring at the pot of roses, she raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I saw you looking at the flowers when I passed the yard before, so I specially ordered people to move into the house. How about it?"

Song Ningyu pushed open the window in the attic. On the wall above and below the attic, roses were in full bloom, shaking with the wind.

"Hahaha, it's good. I'm very satisfied with the granddaughter-in-law of Baili family!" looking at the old Valley master who left, song Ningyu's eyes flashed slightly. The old man's temperament was fluctuating and was good for Baili burning songs, but it was hard to tell outsiders.

Burning song leaned against the window lattice. The sun shone high into the refined attic, reflecting the shadow elongated by the sun. Burning song raised his eyebrows and said, "is that tea really poisonous? Or is your constitution really special?"

After scanning her eyes and burning the song, song Ningyu's cold eyes fell on the red roses full of blood. Last night, the woman died on the wedding bed with such a bright color. Although the bed has been changed, song Ningyu vaguely always felt that there was something abnormal in the hundred mile family.

"The daughter of the Baili family died in the young master's bed when she got married. Can I think that even without me, her death will be made big?" but later, I didn't expect that she fell from the sky and destroyed all these plans. The original young master's wife committed suicide, and song Ningyu became an impostor.

"Baili's master is just one of the designs designed by the hall leader." Baili Shaoge's eyes are the endless blue sky. He lies down in front of the window lattice and yawns lazily. When he looks back, he still looks like a dandy and stretches to the red wedding bed.

"It's noon. Go to bed. Madam, if you're busy, go and read."

Reading again!

Song Ningyu glanced at the hundred Li burning song lying on his back in bed. Her cold eyes looked at the past along the sunny window lattice. Why is it clear that she is the young master of the hundred Li divine Valley, but now she lives in such a pavilion. Although everything is elegant and luxurious, it's hard to say that this identity is worthy of this treatment.

If the sky can hold, it can be at the top of everyone.

Glancing at the hundred mile burning song that had fallen asleep on the bed, the sleeping appearance was really harmonious with the harmless face. He pulled half of the thin quilt off the ground and tore away his coat because of the hot weather. Then came Li Yi. Song Ningyu turned and walked to the study without hesitation.

After closing the door, the person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and tied the torn clothes back one by one. Jiuhuang mountain is the hottest in summer every year, just like the green state in the desert. Although it is much cooler than the desert, it is really not much in deep summer.

The Mou Guang swept the position of the study, and Baili burned the song and turned down the stairs.

The box in the study had disappeared. It was probably put away. There was nothing special in the study. What did he ask her to see in the study? Song Ningyu conveniently took out a map book in the bookcase and looked at it. There was no living map of thick soil. She had to find out the way by herself. Although there was one in the box before, it was only inside.

She couldn't find the way out of the valley. Even if she took the sky fire bird, it was useless.

"Young lady! Young lady is not good!" the maid in light cyan flower brocade rushed into the bedroom. Song Ningyu frowned. She knew she was in the study? In this attic, the study is separated from the bedroom by the living room. When the maid came, she rushed into the study

"What's the panic?" the cold eyes lifted up from the book. The maid shouted to song Ningyu, "little Lord, little Lord and the right hall Lord of Baili hall are gambling!" look at the worried look on that face, there is no half anxious meaning in that eyes.

Song Ningyu had bowed his head and continued to study the book in his hand. He said lightly, "since you like gambling, let him gamble."

Anyway, losing has nothing to do with her. Winning has nothing to do with her.