Chapter 429

The sapphire glazed tiles in Chang'an city are full of color in the sun. The long Qingshi street is still bustling with people coming and going. The silk and bamboo sounds softly and the harp rises slowly. In the warbler's gentle voice, someone is singing the dream of visiting the garden: "the original colorful flowers are blooming all over the world, and they are paid to the broken wells and ruined walls... What's the beauty of the day..."

Song Ningyu, standing on the lark, covered her heart as painful as a needle, lowered her eyes and whispered: "what's the beauty of the day..."

Song Ningyu once went back to the palace Glass Palace. In July, he stood at the door with his eyes down and looked uneasy. Seeing song Ningyu jump down from the lark, he was relieved and walked up quickly.

Looking at Song Ning Yu's pale and powerless look, she twisted her eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Miss, didn't you go to see my uncle? Alas, it's not the time to say this. If you had come back earlier, you wouldn't have been bumped by the monarch of Hongmeng. It's the first time I saw him so gloomy that he wanted to kill all the people in the world. I'm scared to death. Go and have a look, little sister. It will be on fire."

With the voice of July just falling, there was a loud noise of smashing things in the room, and the roaring sound hit in the heart. With a low cry, Shuanghe trembled and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his steps retreated disorderly. Seeing song Ningyu's eyes, it was like a dog seeing bones, emitting green light, tearing away his sharp voice and shouting out.

"King... King! The empress is back!" when she opened the room, Shuanghe stepped into the air and fell on the ground. Song Ningyu looked down the slightly opened door. There were pieces of debris on the ground. The door was opened vigorously. The wind brushed song Ningyu's long hair in front of him, and his red eyes fell into Ouyang Huo's red eyes.

I really should have said that. I'm very jealous when I meet you!

Seeing song Ningyu's red eyes in July, he suddenly couldn't say anything. The king of Hongmeng took people into his arms, so powerful that song Ningyu, who was already weak, couldn't find a trace of strength to resist.

"You've gone to Cloud City!" he pressed song Ningyu's head with his big hand and held him in his arms with a strong tone of anger.

Song Ningyu has larks. The journey from Yuncheng to Chang'an comes and goes day and night. It's just a good time.

Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes and looked at the auspicious cloud pattern on the purple gold robe under her eyes. The stubborn tears in front of all the people now fell one by one like beans, moistening the lawless purple gold robe of Ouyang fire, the monarch of Hongmeng.

This person is really good to her, full of sincerity. However, she can't return anything, but she also shows him the weakness and sadness at the bottom of her heart. People are really strange species.

"Ouyang Huo, I'll destroy you and Hongmeng." it's not true, but it's already destroyed. Use Huangdao to deal with Hongmeng, so that Tangguo can reap the benefits with the lightest loss. Hongmeng's Treasury, treasures, even the people and courtiers, song Ningyu all started

"Really? That's a coincidence. It's just that Gu doesn't want this burden. I'd like imperial concubine AI to help clean it up for Gu." with a shallow smile, song Ningyu was speechless. According to ah Si, the monarch of Hongmeng has the blood of heaven. How can Hongmeng be a burden!

"Ouyang Huo! I'm not kidding! Wake up. I'm a curse of beauty. Don't you understand? I'll really destroy Hongmeng! No, I'm already destroying Hongmeng. You know what I've done. Why don't you do it!" song Ningyu asked in a low voice, pulling Ouyang Huo's skirt with red eyes.

What are you dissatisfied with? Why don't you fight a vigorous war and make concessions and pretend not to know again and again?

"Concubine AI, I thought you would never come back after you left." Ouyang's fire smiled like the sun, and his handsome face glittered, as if it could evaporate all the glittering tears of song Ningyu.

"Don't cry. Whatever you want to do, you will be alone with you. It won't make you sad anymore. Don't cry." he pointed his belly across his eyelids and gently wiped away the tears lightly stained on song Ningyu's slender eyelashes. His red eyes turned into deep ink.

Song Ningyu drooped her eyes. In fact, all her sadness and laughter had nothing to do with this person.

The remnant leaves fall in the withered bushes, the sunset is blazing in the Imperial Palace, and the maple and safflower leaves float alone in the twilight. The stars move and change, reflecting the two people sitting in the Glass Palace opposite to each other. In July, they dragged Shuanghe. They retreated outside the door silently. Shuanghe wiped the sweat on his forehead and muttered to themselves.

"Empress Jun has come back, otherwise, our old bones can't stand it." she brushed the dust in her hand, and her face became oily after washing her face with sweat this day.

In July, he touched his chin and nodded slowly: "it's good for the monarch of Hongmeng to treat my miss."

Father-in-law Shuanghe nodded and hummed: "this is nature. The king of Hongmeng is not easily moved. Once he is moved, he is the only one in his life. It has been such a law for nearly a thousand years."

"But what about the Tang emperor? The young lady still gave it to the princess, but my uncle mingmou married a big sedan chair carried by 16 people and carried it into the palace. The meeting has not been closed yet..."

Shuanghe waved a dust brush on his arm in July and said with a helpless smile: "what do you care about it? People all over the world say there is a divorce, that is, there is a divorce. People all over the world say there is no divorce, that is, there is no divorce! Now we Hongmeng King say there is a divorce, that is!"

Shuanghe gave full play to the principle that everything obeys the king's will, and everything is right and wrong. July couldn't give him a white eye. He crept on his side at the closed door of the hall and listened. There was no other sound except the occasional touch of tableware.

In a quiet hall restaurant, song Ningyu silently ate the things in the bowl and was silent.

Several larks fluttered their wings and flew out of the window. The bamboo tube was a little big. It was tied to the legs of three little larks. They flew with each other and swayed. They probably flew for a long time. They fell face to the sky in front of song Ningyu with a bang. They blinked. As soon as they closed their eyes, there was no response.

Ouyang Huo poked the three sleeping birds with silver chopsticks engraved with cherry blossoms, and said softly, "tired to death?" well, it's three good birds.

Song Ningyu took down the bamboo tube and pulled out some rice grains from the bowl. In front of the three sleeping larks, the three bird fans stood up and pecked the rice on the white jade table. Looking carefully, they could see the three little guys staggering with their eyes closed and their Plush heads nodding, Poked at a pile of rice higher than their small bodies on the table and slept confused.

"They're just too tired and asleep..." the words were erased by Sheng Sheng, as if someone suddenly grabbed their throat, and the voice broke. Song Ningyu's red eyes flashed a sharp look.

Ouyang's eyes were burning. He swept the long letter in Song Ningyu's hand. There were only a few words in the letter. At the beginning, there were two shocking characters - the letter of divorce.