Chapter 457

He looked up and saw song Ningyu on the city wall. The right shadow clenched the long sword in his hand and said in a loud voice: "my subordinates came to meet you at the king's order, and then my empress returned to the palace!" Gong Zilin heard such a sentence as soon as he came back, and his face suddenly turned black!

"Emperor Hongmeng is so brave that he dares to covet my Regent queen!" with a black face, Gong Zilin stood beside song Ningyu and took people in his arms to swear sovereignty.

Song Ningyu held her arm and said with a smile, "aren't you not talking to this palace? Why?"

"From today on, my queen's surname is song. If anyone dares to focus on my queen, it's no wonder I'm ruthless!" Gong Zilin's voice was spread far by his internal power. He stood beside song Ningyu in a dark robe. His tall body gave a deterrent in the sun!

It's no better to be a beauty when you get angry at the crown!

Su Heyun looked at Gong Zilin in surprise and stood beside song Ningyu with silent support.

Judging from what song Ningyu has done for Tang, if Gong Zilin wants to pass it on to song Ningyu, it is estimated that few people will say anything!

But compared with Hongmeng, Tangguo is indeed a little weak.

"Wind, go and transfer all the strength of the migratory water." Gong Zilin's tone was light, and there was a strong sense of awe in his cold look. Song Ningyu clasped his fingers with Gong Zilin and twisted his eyebrows. He was moved beyond words

"If you want to follow my surname song, you don't have to take so much trouble." surnamed song is equivalent to classifying yourself as the property of song Ningyu, not that song Ningyu belongs to him!

"If not, what should I do if my wife leaves me again?" Gong Zilin tightly clasped song Ningyu's hand, raised his eyes and smiled coldly, which made the people on the battlefield breathe a sigh. A man, or a generation of emperors, has charming eyes like silk and temperament like a dragon. There is an irresistible deterrent between his words and deeds!

"Emperor, there is a man who claims to be Zhao Ziming in the Cloud City asking for a meeting!" the soldier suddenly reported. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows, but saw a man walking slowly behind the soldier. There was a strong sense of fatigue and sadness on his originally handsome face, which subtracted a lot from his noble appearance. The whole man had a stubble of beard and a vain gait, as if he had lost his soul.

Song Ningyu stared at him. Is this man Zhao Ziming, the son of the Zhao family? It was thousands of miles away from what she had seen before. Now it looked like climbing out of a beggar's pile, and there was a strong smell of wine on her body.

Dangling to song Ningyu's side, holding a fist, the tone was ethereal and empty: "Zhao Ziming, I've seen the empress."

Standing in the distance, Ming Tianni looked at the man for a while, rolled his long hair and slightly picked his eyes: "I said, empress, which garbage dump did you turn out from? You're full of wine. Even you are so slovenly!"

Bai Li Fen Ge touched his chin and smiled: "Ning Yu, do you owe him money? I remember Tang Guo has made a lot of money recently. Why are you so stingy?"

Qian Chen, standing beside Guancheng, looked at the people in front of him carefully and suddenly said, "but the son of Zhao Sanyuan of the Zhao family?" Zhao Sanyuan was once a legend in Hongmeng, including zhongjieyuan, Huiyuan and champion. Therefore, over time, people forgot his real name and called him Zhao Sanyuan.

The Zhao family was the head of a think-tank of the late emperor Hongmeng at that time, which contributed greatly to the development of Hongmeng and the implementation of various policies. Or, to be more accurate, with Hongmeng today, the war family and the Zhao family are inseparable!

Zhao Ziming's godless eyes turned, looked at Qian Chen for a while, and nodded: "exactly. Zhao Ziming is the 282nd generation of the Zhao family. In order to protect their talent, the Zhao family has only one generation to pass it alone. With the founding of Hongmeng, it has experienced more than 200 generations.

Song Ningyu raised her eyes slightly and was quite puzzled: "how did you become like this?"

At the mention of this, Zhao Ziming looked almost crazy. He clenched his fists tightly, raised his eyes and looked at Song Ningyu fiercely: "you answered me and would save her, but I can only watch her die! It's my incompetence! You don't want to save me, and I can't blame anyone. Now I just want to ask the king of Hongmeng when the country of Hongmeng is destroyed! So I'm here to help!"

Princess Zhan died. Zhao Ziming saw her head fall to the ground and was beheaded at the east gate of Chang'an. Zhao Ziming's martial arts were not high. He had to fight and escape with Princess Zhan's body on his back, and fled all the way into Cloud City along an unknown path!

Song Ningyu smiled mysteriously in her eyes and nodded slowly: "what should I do now, according to Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Ziming also carried a wine pot, opened it for two drinks, shook his head and said with a smile, "don't pay attention. Do whatever you should do. Let them do it."

Qingdi is the military master of the Royal Palace of Chaogui. He is also one of the wise men. Zhao Ziming thinks alike. They soon talked together.

On the gate of the City hung the exemption plate. Tens of thousands of generals stood on the wall, holding bows and crossbows. The right shadow returned in vain. Baili Shaoge leaned against the wall with his arms and yawned lazily. "You're so jealous! Tut Tut, unlike me, I'm alone."

Ming Tianni looked at Gong Zilin for a while, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled: "Ning Yu, you saved him for a while, but you can't save him for a lifetime without the last medicine of Huangdao."

The autumn wind howled above the city wall, rolled up the dust and debris on the battlefield, and crows bleated in twos and threes on the withered branches. The water and grass under the moat became ugly under the war, and the city wall became mottled due to the role of speculative stones.

There is no trace of green on the battlefield. The horse's hoof prints and footprints intersect unevenly. Some soldiers have cloud hair on their temples, and their white heads are shorter. They are too confused to wear hairpins.

Every war begins with the majestic posture of both sides, but it is those high graves and sorrowful souls who die in peace that lay the last period!

"If I can save him for a while, I can save him for a lifetime. This man is mine. You'd better not challenge my bottom line!" song Ningyu's eyes are sharp. He collided with Ming Tianni and sent out a flash of lightning. Seeing that everyone's heart is in a cold sweat, and his eyes fall on Gong Zilin, which is called envy, jealousy and hatred!

Yanfu is not shallow!

Unfortunately, with song Ningyu here, Gong Zilin doesn't have to touch any Yanfu in his life.

"You can't beat me. So your man, I'm destined to be divided in half." Ming Tianni turned the bright red Cardan, crossed song Ningyu's cold and murderous eyes, and finally fell on Gong Zilin.

The low air pressure slowly spread all the way from her feet. Jealous women can't afford to offend, especially those who start like song Ningyu. At this time, the atmosphere is like a cemetery, which makes people tremble. But the girl Ming still didn't respond at all!