Chapter 420

In July, his eyes stared at the attic opposite, hanging two tubes of nosebleed, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it from time to time. The scene opposite was called a hot scene, a group of beauties, and a little dressed. Ah Si sat in a chair with a cup of tea and sighed. The prime minister family was afraid to be defeated by this man.

In July, he wiped the blood off his nose and blocked it with a handkerchief. His other hand shook towards song Ningyu and said excitedly, "Miss, come on, look, the shadow guard is coming out. Why don't we change a place to see it? It's too far to hear clearly."

The shadow guard was gnashing his teeth with resentment and wanted to gnaw at July. Unfortunately, he didn't have that strength. He had a cold face. In the eyes of the prime minister, Hongmeng, who is only in his twenties, he is a school of high and cold. He has a slender and flexible body, a soft veil, and his eyes are gloomy and uncertain. He doesn't know how many times better than the women who welcome peace in a room.

In an instant, the prime minister aroused his interest and waved to the shadow guard.

Ah Si glared at them and didn't have a good way: "you two didn't tell me anything, but asked me to help, benefactor. Isn't that great?" how can he say that he is also in charge of the Xie family? Will this give him too much face? Few people believe it.

It's just a 17-year-old boy, but his thinking and conversation are much more mature than half a year ago. Song Ningyu shrugged her shoulders and sighed. It's not easy to cheat this child now.

"Trust me, you don't want to know." she was telling the truth, but some people didn't believe it.

Ah Si snorted coldly and said, "why dare the Xie family? It's just right to destroy it in my hands. Anyway, it's meaningless to live like this every day." Hongmeng and Tang are still at war. Although it's just a small trial of ox knife, the secret war has begun.

"The prime minister's family, Hongmeng, is an aristocratic family, but with today's prime minister, he doesn't have the ability to sit on the phase, so it must have something to do with the royal family. This is all for the palace. If you want to destroy the Xie family, the palace can do it for you." turning his finger, he looked into the dark attic opposite.

How can such a person carry the head of the whole Hongmeng's literary Minister?

"You... The price of Hongmeng's iron horse war gear and rice grain has soared recently, but you can't find the source. Is it your hands and feet?" ah Si was surprised until this moment. Hongmeng has clearly stipulated the price. Generally speaking, it won't be raised too high, but this time, it's ridiculously high. It's like ten thousand gold and one corn! If it goes on like this, even a golden mountain will have to be eaten up.

"There are already small families in the city who can't afford rice. Even if you want to take Hongmeng, you shouldn't make fun of the people!" ah Si stood in front of song Ningyu. He was almost ferocious with a gentle smile and pointed at Song Ningyu.

Standing in front of ah Si in July, with a cold face and a deep eyebrow, he said, "what kind of big tail wolf are you pretending to be here? The things Xie family has done secretly are much more than what my young lady is doing now. What qualifications do you have? Although my young lady is out of food at a high price, she has also set up a porridge shed in the urban area. You can't die of hunger, but you..."

"July!" song Ningyu's face was slightly heavy. Suddenly, there was a slight knock on the door. The low and angry voice of July suddenly calmed down.

"My childe, please have a chat with three."

Song Ningyu raised her fan in her hand and suddenly smiled. The prime minister seemed to be much smarter than she thought.

Think about it, the kind of blood cultivated by the prime minister's family can't change too bad.

"Miss, isn't it the prime minister who sent someone? What should I do? Is the shadow guard exposed?" on July 1, he pulled song Ningyu's arm nervously. Ah Si's lips closed into a straight line, looked coldly at the prime minister who raised his cup to him, and frowned tightly.

"As expected, let's go." after taking a picture of anxious July, song Ningyu's eyes flashed slightly. It seems that he has to continue to exercise. He doesn't have enough concentration and has to be cured!

Ah Si choked on the phone call on July 1, so he had to walk behind song Ningyu with a cold face and go out with him. There is indeed a porridge shed in the urban area, but it seems that there is no organization and it looks very scattered. Here and there, it seems that there are two people competing for good deeds, so few people pay attention to it. Now it seems that

The attic opposite is only a few steps away, but it is much more luxurious than the one before Song Ningyu. There is a rich style in carving jade and painting flowers. The Persian carpet is under your feet. The attic emits the smell of dead wood, which makes you feel inexplicably comfortable.

Many beauties gathered in front of the wide brocade couch with cloud shadows and beautiful legs. On the couch sat a man, whose face was like a crown. There was evil in his extremely gentle face, but his clothes were unexpectedly neat. When you look closely, you will find that he was not solid, but had a kind of white morbid beauty.

Song Ningyu's eyebrows jumped. She looked like a sick man. She actually liked to come to such a place and find so many beauties to have fun. Looking at him like this, she didn't seem to want to live.

Ying Wei, dressed in women's clothes, stood behind the prime minister, with a face hanging down and looked at Song Ningyu. With a bang, he knelt down, cried with a face and said, "madam, my subordinates are incompetent. Please punish me."

Song Ningyu glanced over and chose to ignore it. It's not that he is incompetent, but that things happen for a reason.

In the autumn, there was a carbon fire in the house. There were thousands of fires outside the bright paper pasted window. There was a faint muggy feeling in the house. The white face of the man opposite was faintly pale. One hand was casually placed on the curved knee, just as song Ningyu looked at the room, and looked at her again and again.

A slightly deep and soft voice came into the people's ears, and there was a low smile: "I've always been curious. I don't know how the empress of the monarch, who made the monarch fall for it, is after all. Now it seems... It's really a curse for beauty."

In July, Hengmei stood one step behind song Ningyu, his eyes slightly cool.

Song Ningyu smiled in a low voice, walked in, sat on a big chair, raised her eyebrows and solemnly said, "this palace wants to correct something."

Prime Minister Wuhua raised his hand to song Ningyu. The bright red wine in the wine glass shook slightly with his hand shaking action. Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly. Wuhua made it clear that he looked down on her without any respect. What he thought in his heart was straight out.

But what is often said is not good.

"The empress of the Naitang kingdom in our palace is not a empress. Your beauty is a disaster. How about we take it as a kind of praise?" a cup of tea was brought up and put next to song Ningyu's hand, with a long fragrance.

Ah Si, who was behind song Ningyu in Wuhua Dynasty, waved, lay on his side, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Xie Jiaxin is in charge. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much."