Chapter 435

Cui Zhu, who was stunned to one side, returned to her senses and kowtowed her head again and again: "I only heard that the Empress Dowager had given her some keys. The Empress Dowager would protect the Empress Dowager. In Yin Shi, the Empress Dowager passed by zhance palace. The king arrived before drinking the tea. She said that after taking over the monarch, the empress returned to the glazed Hall..."

As soon as the head girl of Ziwei palace heard her words, she immediately felt that she was not in a second. She raised her hand and patted Cuizhu on the shoulder. Her eyebrows and eyes smiled gently and said, "go down first."

The gorgeous face of the imperial concubine lying on the imperial concubine's couch was full of tears. Her eyes were sad in the rain. Her hands pulled the deformable veil and gritted their teeth: "Song Ningyu, what queen of the monarch is she? Only this palace can bear the title of Queen of the monarch in the world! Only this palace! Why can't you see it, king? Are you lying? How can a noble king take the initiative to pick up people? You lie!"

The imperial concubine sat on the couch almost ferocious, raised her hand and swept it fiercely. The tea censer jade Ruyi on the table fell to the ground in a mess. The colorful glass censer fell on the hands of the kneeling maid, throwing hot sparks in the censer. The maid screamed and subconsciously threw the censer out!

It drizzled continuously in Hongmeng's autumn, and song Ningyu's cloak wrapped her tightly. In October's autumn, it was not cold in Hongmeng, but some people were afraid of cold, so they thought she should be cold. In July, they took over song Ningyu's cloak and took it from the corners of her mouth. Looking at this face, they covered their faces with sweat, but the monarch of Hongmeng was afraid that his young lady would be frozen Kind!

"Hongmeng Jun, my young lady is hot, and you are not afraid to cover her." in July, with a suppressed smile and a serious face, he stared at Ouyang fire who hurried in behind him. He was the ninth five year old in front of me, but the back of me followed song Ningyu's side like a little boy, trying to please her, but the young lady didn't seem to respond.

"Gu was afraid to cover her, so he chose a slightly thinner cloak." Ouyang fire was in a rare good mood. He pushed away the chestnut tree with a thin rain cage and smiled deeply.

Song Ningyu pulled the Cape pocket in July's hand and hit Ouyang Huo's head. A sharp flash flashed in his cold eyes and said angrily: "Ouyang Huo, the medicine I gave you, you should give it to the Empress Dowager. Even if you dislike the Empress Dowager's life is too long and want to finish her, you should also give a painful and quick word. Don't collect so precious medicinal materials!"

Buddha falling flower! There is only one flower on the whole cliff, which has been open for 500 years. If the person who picked the flower was not her, the body would have been buried in the fish's belly by now! It's just that Gong Zilin needs three Buddha falling flowers in the medicinal materials. Now think about it when you need it. It's a natural thing!

Ouyang Huo turned and leaned his back against the window lattice, smiling brightly. When he swayed aside, July only felt dazzled in front of him.

Men are most attractive in two situations. One is when they concentrate on one thing and the other is when they concentrate on one person.

"Love imperial concubine, it's getting late."

Song Ningyu stood beside the Dragon bed, holding her cold eyes and said, "what? Do you want to grab a bed with the palace?"

Ouyang Huo's radiant face immediately drooped down, helplessly looked at Song Ningyu and said, "Princess Ai, since Princess Ai lived in the glazed bedroom hall, she hasn't touched the lonely dragon bed..."

"HMM." song Ningyu nodded slowly. The man leaning against the window had a slightly bright eye and looked at the big dragon bed.

Song Ningyu then said, "it makes sense. You sleep in the Dragon bed. I'll squeeze with the Empress Dowager. I believe the Empress Dowager should not mind." she hung her eyes and played with her fingernails, which were almost white. Song Ningyu said it lightly.

Shuanghe stood at the door quietly wiping tears and asked empress Jun to squeeze with the Empress Dowager? I'm afraid the Empress Dowager will be more angry with her!

Ouyang Huo stroked his forehead and waved: "song Ningyu, is this king Gu inferior to July around you in your eyes?"

The remaining smoke in the incense burner dispersed. Song Ningyu's eyes were slightly lifted and the corners of his lips gently recalled: "just know, Shuanghe, don't you go to make a floor for your master? Or go to the Empress Dowager to move some places for the palace? The palace is very interested in discussing life with the Empress Dowager."

Only song Ningyu can be cruel to ask a king to make a floor shop, but love is like this. The more you take others seriously, the less they take you seriously. But you are willing to abandon your dignity and put a face up!

A eunuch hurried outside. He looked flustered and stood at the door and didn't dare to go in. Shuanghe dropped his eyes and went out. After listening, he looked slightly flashing and looked down at Ouyang's fire and said with worry: "king, the water in Ziwei palace has gone, and the people in Ziwei Palace have caught the arsonist."

Ouyang fire leaned against the window, and a pair of fierce eyes flashed under the slightly restrained sword eyebrows: "who dares to be so presumptuous in the imperial palace!"

"According to the palace people from Ziwei palace, it's... It's Princess Zhan." Shuanghe looked at Ouyang Huo's look and spoke gently and carefully. The Zhan family was an old minister loyal to Hongmeng for thousands of years, but it was in the hands of this generation of kings. I don't know if the former Emperor would get up from the grave if he knew it!

"Concubine AI, have a good rest and go back alone!" Ouyang Huo didn't even pull off his cloak. He turned and strode out of the glazed bedroom hall. Song Ningyu sat at the head of the bed with his eyes slightly narrowed. Concubine Zhan didn't have the leisure to burn the Purple Palace.

July looked suspiciously at the closed door and murmured, "people like Princess Zhan don't seem to be able to burn the purple micro palace. Is it a plant? Don't you go and have a look, miss?"

Song Ningyu had already lost his voice. He couldn't think about the consequences in July. When he turned around, he saw that song Ningyu had fallen asleep. He shook his head in tears and laughter. The sky was slowly bright and changed a lot of things overnight.

Ziwei palace was burned down. The imperial concubine lost her son in the fire. Concubine Zhan was interrogated and beheaded three days after entering the prison. It was easy for a woman who had no power and lost her family to enter the prison.

On the Dragon bed in the glazed palace, song Ningyu in her sleep vaguely saw Gong Zilin sitting in a wheelchair with blood and tears in his eyes, looking at her, lifting up the corners of his lips and smiling gently. The blood on the demon's face gradually went farther and farther.

She woke up and opened her eyes fiercely, but she saw July sitting at the head of the bed looking at her worried.

"Miss, it's noon. You talked in your dream for a while. Did you dream of anything?" he took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on song Ningyu's forehead. In July, there was still a deep black eye on his smart eyes. He probably stayed up with song Ningyu all night.

"Nothing." he lowered his eyes and stroked his heart. His uneasiness was like a bottomless hole. He was dissatisfied with how to fill it. His uneasiness was gradually expanding and expanding.

The sun broke in through the window lattice. The chestnut branches outside the window shook in the autumn wind. The yellowing leaves seemed to be plated with a layer of gold in the sun, floating with the wind, like butterflies rising all over the sky. A lot of fallen leaves were piled up under the chestnut tree, which became golden yellow layer by layer.