Chapter 441

Song Ningyu looked slightly stunned. He looked at Chunsu suspiciously and murmured, "master, can't you turn out Hongmeng's treasure map?"

In the misty night, she walked slowly along the wet and cold corridor of the cold palace. The woman in white was carrying a silver pole decorated with silver. On the silver pole was a slender chain. Below the chain was a night pearl the size of a baby's fist. It glowed softly in the night. Under the palace wall tiles, there was a ticking sound with the increasing rain, wetting the cold palace all the year round.

A palace man rubbed his eyes and opened the window. When he lifted it, he saw that four women were carrying a night pearl. The sound of the wheelchair was infinitely lengthened and amplified at night. The palace man slammed the window tightly again. Was there a ghost in the cold palace?

White clothes, black hair, blurred night light, isn't that what the ghost looks like.

With Chunsu winding all the way to the cold palace, she slowly stopped in a locked and slightly dilapidated Palace door in the gradually heavy autumn rain. The long steps were covered with green moss and yellow flowers swaying in the autumn rain. At the corner of the door, there were also several old spider webs shaking in the wind.

The door handle looked unexpectedly new compared with the bracelets around. A woman in white pulled off a silver hairpin in her hair. The peony hairpin gradually became soft in her hand. With her action of inserting the hairpin into the lock, the lock was opened.

The door was slowly pushed aside, making a squeak, and the leaves of the Wutong trees fell down with the wind. The yellow leaves in the autumn covered the yard. The white silk and silk spread all the way to the hall. The four women carried the chairs on the white silk road, leaping over the courtyard with fallen branches and fallen leaves, and lowered the wheelchair and respectfully retired to both sides.

Chunsu raised her hand to song Ningyu, hooked her lips and said with a smile, "don't let me do it at such a distance. You can come here."

At night, song Ningyu hooked the lip corner, and appeared at Chunsu's side in an instant.

"This used to be the place where the snow emperor lived. In order to escape from the dark guard of Huangdao, the snow emperor fled here, and then disappeared." Chunsu took out a pure white veil and covered his nose. His delicate eyebrows and eyes were thickly wrinkled, surrounded by thick gray foam, and lit up the house with four night pearls.

A table, a chair and a bed are nothing else. There are quilts on the bed. Wearing the night pearl, you can vaguely see the style of magnolias. Nalan Xue likes magnolias and also grows a large number of magnolias in the Taifu residence. Because Nalan Xue likes magnolias, song Ningyu also likes magnolias!

"Master, why doesn't Huangdao allow her mother to come out? Even if she has been married, she should be taken back to Huangdao? Since your majesty xuehuang has supreme power, why should she be taken back? She is xuehuang..."

The pure wheelchair retreated to the door, blocked his nose with a handkerchief, and said in a thick nasal voice: "what about the snow emperor? Under the Millennium power of the emperor Island, the royal family has increasingly strict requirements for blood, and there are fewer and fewer royal families in the emperor island. If it were not for Wang Zun... It would be impossible for the snow emperor to call the emperor."

Song Ningyu didn't know about Huangdao. All kinds of things were just self speculation, and he only knew one but didn't know the other.

"Master, what did you say to ah Lin after all? Tell me, will you? I don't want anything on my birthday. I just ask you to tell me about it." song Ningyu slowly walked to Chunsu's wheelchair, squatted beside Chunsu, raised a pair of dark, cold and cloud like eyes and looked at him.

Chunsu bit her teeth and helplessly pointed to song Ningyu's head and sighed, "he has already signed the divorce. Are you still so reluctant?"

Song Ningyu shook his head and said softly, "although those words hurt people, I know that he who said them must be more hurt. Ah Lin was clearly blind. Why did he suddenly see enough when I went to see him that day? Master, tell me. OK?"

The cold wind blew and rubbed song Ningyu's long hair according to the gray foam in the room. He lowered his eyes and sighed: "he did go to Huangdao for treatment at the beginning. It was his majesty xuehuang who treated him, but Wang Zun talked to him. As for what he talked about, I don't know. Wang Zun put a medicine in his body. It took place once in March, and the medicine was you."

Song Ningyu only felt that his blood was frozen together, his fist clenched into a fist, his violent Qi soared, and his cold eyes melted into an ocean, turning up huge waves layer by layer!

"Wang Zun! What a Wang Zun."

Chunsu propped her chin and looked at Song Ningyu with leisure. She hooked her lips and said with a smile: "he's your uncle!"

"What do you mean?"

"In Huangdao, the only one who can be called king is the Nalan family, that is, the royal family. Wang Zun is the elder brother of his majesty xuehuang, your uncle. Do you understand?" Chunsu blinked her delicate eyes and gently explained to song Ningyu again.

Song Ningyu snorted coldly, "uncle? An uncle who imprisoned my mother and attacked my man? Next time you see him, remember to take a message for me!"

"What words?" a trace of interest flashed in Chunsu's eyes, and the gentle corners of his lips aroused a touch of evil spirit.

"One day, I will destroy Huangdao! Let him wait for me!"

"Ha ha ha..." plain Su wrapped up the handkerchief suddenly laughing, and started to fly several birds that perched on the Wutong tree, song was black to a face, and the footsteps of the walk were tiny, and asked, "what kind of man is the heaven?"

"Hmm? Don't you know? Since you don't know, go and ask yourself. I'm tired. I want to go back and have a good rest." four women in white disappeared into the night sky with pure wheelchairs, leaving only a cold thin moonlight to her.

Is this where my mother used to live when she was young? In the quiet cold, perhaps because of this fetter, it was no longer so cold, but the silence was not quiet for a long time. The Palace door outside was slowly pushed open, and song Ningyu echoed back with a squeak.

Ouyang Huo stood at the door in a purple robe with a thick black fox jacket. Tomorrow is the Mid Autumn Festival. No wonder the days become cold unconsciously. Ouyang Huo wore a thick dress, but he didn't hold back his imperial spirit.

"The emperor of Hongmeng came in the middle of the night to tell the Empress Dowager of the palace to go?" standing at the door, the moonlight fell on her with the drizzle in the autumn night, catching a bit of the taste of being independent.

Ouyang Huo stepped forward and pulled song Ningyu's face into his arms. His cloak was pulled off and covered song Ningyu's body. They held their cloak together, and their cold body became as warm as the sunrise in March.