"Carry water and fire, go and find these herbs for me. If you can't find them, come back and tell me." full of three pages of paper, he handed them out from his wide sleeve and took the paper from Song Ningyu. His exquisite body was shocked. Where is this to find herbs? It was too long to live. Although I thought so in my heart, I kept silent on the surface and bowed my eyes.
Although she is a woman, she is no weaker than a man. Even with her beauty and wit, she has more advantages than a man!
Lou Huo, the dark guard in charge of the whole listening to the wind building, once excelled in martial arts in the Jianghu and was respected as a devil. He was a man like a devil, violent, cold and ruthless, but later it was said that he withdrew from the Jianghu due to a love injury and hid in the Royal Palace of Chaogui. Such a bright star was finally dug out by song Ningyu and used for his own use.
July rubbed his eyes and murmured, "my darling, miss, how do you accept these people? They are handsome men and beautiful women?" July doesn't know much about Chaogui palace. Looking at the three people who have left, his eyes are staring out.
Song Ningyu lowered her head slightly, patted her beautiful little face and said coldly, "saliva is flowing out. Remember to wipe it."
PA, a letter floated to the ground. It was probably touched when I took the paper page of medicinal materials just now, so as soon as I raised my sleeve, it fell out together. That line of words clearly fell into the eyes of July!
There is no virtue after you. You are bossy in the dynasty. You marry him two times. After I take a special leave, it is irrelevant for men and women to marry since then!
In those eyes, she began to send out a raging anger. Song Ningyu raised her hand. The paper on the ground floated back to song Ningyu's hand. In her indifferent look, the clouds were light and the wind was clear, and there was no half silk fluctuation in her mood.
"Letter of divorce? It's also a miss. Why should he sue him? Does he know what you've done? I'll find him and find out!" in July, she was angry and was about to rush out. Song Ningyu dragged her collar and brought the man back.
"In July, I remember I taught you not to look at the surface." in July, as long as you are next to song Ningyu, your reason will become lower. For the immediate danger and defense, you can lower several grades, which makes song Ningyu have an impulse to plug her back and raise her again!
"Miss! Don't be confused by the king Hongmeng... Although the king Hongmeng is also good..."
"..." song Ningyu went to the bed and ignored the wailing people behind him. A lark flew in from the window, flapping its wings, rubbed song Ningyu, flew to the window lattice, shook its head, turned and flew out.
Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly cold and her figure flashed. In July, she only felt a flower in front of her. The cold wind blew. The person standing by the Dragon bed had disappeared. She stamped her feet in July. Among song Ningyu's men, she had the lowest martial arts! Now even song Ningyu can't keep up with the wind. Let alone stay by her side.
If the foot steps like clouds, gently step on the tiles emitting light under the palace lanterns and the misty moonlight. It is probably mixed with golden night powder, so it will emit the colorful light of colored glass under the moonlight and sunshine.
Chasing birds all the way, in a remote courtyard of the cold palace, it is exquisite and spotless. There are hills and running water. There are diffuse white colors hanging in the house. On the rainy corridor in autumn night, a white figure is sitting in a wheelchair, holding a book in his hand, and his eyebrows are serious and meticulous under the high lanterns.
In addition to vegan, who else would use such overwhelming white against the sky!
Lark landed on a snow-white chrysanthemum beside Chunsu. The flower branches shook gently. Chunsu raised his head and bent his eyebrows and eyes towards song Ningyu. His clear voice was stained with three parts of joy and said, "you're coming."
Like Chunsu, no one can change his temperament of becoming a family anywhere. Song Ningyu didn't want to ask him why he appeared in the cold palace again. He stroked his forehead and wrung his eyebrows and said, "Chunsu, what's the matter with Gong Zilin?"
Chunsu's eyes in the wheelchair were slightly cool and raised his hand. The white woman behind him pushed Chunsu into the house. A carbon basin in the house was emitting heat. Song Ningyu followed him in. The doors and windows were closed, and he felt the heat for a while.
"Disciple, in two months, you will be eighteen." Eighteen means that song Ningyu should return to Huangdao as a princess, marry the betrother, and succeed to the throne of his majesty snow emperor of Huangdao.
"Chun Su! How many things are you hiding from me!" song Ningyu pushed away the white woman standing next to Chun Su, put her hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, and looked straight at Chun Su's eyebrows that made her feel quite familiar.
The eyes were clear and could see the bottom. There was nothing but song Ningyu's reflection. The eyes were very calm. Compared with song Ningyu's eyes that were bright and dark like the beautiful fog, song Ningyu suddenly looked away, and the two fell into silence.
Chunsu's hand in silk gloves slowly stroked her face. Her cold hand ironed song Ning's lukewarm skin, showing a trace of cold. Chunsu retracted her hand and slightly restrained her eyes: "it's too weak."
Still too weak.
Song Ningyu blackened his face, and his cold eyes flashed a sharp: "since you don't want to say, then leave."
Chunsu shook her head and said, "you are always wandering in the fourth level of the ethereal fazong, but do you know which level Wang Zun and snow emperor are in?" the people behind him sat in a wheelchair and looked at Song Ningyu standing at the door with a side face.
Then he said, "it's not that I don't tell you, but that you are too weak now. Even if Gong Zilin is strong, Tang country is weak. This is a fact."
The woman in white stood respectfully in the corner, drooping her eyes and saying nothing. Song Ningyu sank her eyes and hummed coldly.
"Wang Zun is about to enter the Ninth level. Although he is seriously ill, his strength is there. Huangdao is a place that pays attention to strength and blood." song Ningyu not only has pure royal blood, but also integrates foreign blood, so even if he goes back, if he has no strength, he will just become a puppet.
"It's said that the high priest of Huangdao is a wonderful person, even close to God. Why do you help me, pure vegetable?" she is so weak. If she says blood, it shouldn't be pure vegetable to worry about it, so why after all? Even don't hesitate to draw blood as medicine for her to drink
"If I say it's atonement, do you believe it?" Chunsu turned the white jade board finger in her hand, and her warm and clear eyes were gloomy.
"I don't know why, but if one day you betray me, Chunsu, I won't show mercy!" even if the man is called her master.
Pure vegetable drooped her eyes, gently lifted her lips and nodded slowly: "I'm waiting for that day, but now you can't even beat one of my maidservants. It's better to learn hard."
Song Jingyu's fierce breath sank again. The most real thing is the truth, but the last thing I want to hear tonight is the truth!