Chapter 463

"The AI family did all this for the sake of Hongmeng's rivers and mountains, for the sake of the emperor's power, and the former Emperor was weak. Now do you even think the AI family did wrong? King, don't forget who gathered your imperial power together!" the scepter in the Queen Mother's Hand Stamped fiercely towards the ground in a deep anger.

"The former Emperor is the most benevolent emperor. In the court hall, the subjects are all one, and there is no problem to govern with bowing hands and hanging clothes. Although the war family competes with the Zhao family, it also stabilizes the court hall. Empress mother, what are you doing all these years? Don't you know better than Gu?" Ouyang fire's wine fumes the Empress Dowager's eyebrows and eyes, and the Empress Dowager can't help leaning back.

"The former Emperor was really kind, but how many dark things did AI family deal with behind his back? It was the most ruthless emperor's family. Ruthless Fang became the emperor's family. Huoer, you are the emperor of Hongmeng. If you don't have a king to deal with the dark things for you, let AI family come! How can Hongmeng's foundation leaf for nearly a thousand years be divided among others!" only when the Empress Dowager was most sad, To call him fire.

Ouyang Huo lowered his eyes and suddenly fell into silence. Half a ring slowly straightened his waist, loosened his hand tied on the Queen Mother's golden chair, glanced at the steward's aunt beside the queen mother and sighed slightly.

"My mother is tired. Please take good care of her aunt. After going to the court alone, I will have dinner with my mother."

The Empress Dowager glanced at Ouyang Huo, her eyebrows tightly clamped together, and the scepter in her hand was too strong. Her fingertips were blue and white. Shuanghe bent down behind Ouyang Huo to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. He seemed to find that he had found something wonderful!

The Empress Dowager's sedan chair was carried out of the Liuli palace and met the imperial concubine standing outside the Liuli palace early in the morning. The maid behind the imperial concubine also carried several boxes, about some food.

"See the Empress Dowager."

"Imperial concubine, what empress dowager needs is not a tool that can only give birth to children!" the Empress Dowager glanced coldly, raised her hand, and the sedan drove away slowly towards Qingshi long lane.

The imperial concubine's face was slightly blue and white, and she nodded with her eyes down: "thank you for your advice. Congratulations to the Empress Dowager."

Now Hongmeng's belly and back are under attack. If Hongmeng hadn't accumulated strength for nearly a thousand years, it wouldn't be enough for the king to squander. As for what the Empress Dowager said, the imperial concubine tightly held the veil in her hand and twisted her eyebrows deeply.

"Young lady? It's getting late. If it's late, the king should go to court." the little handmaid whispered.

The imperial concubine's face was blue and white. She covered her mouth and suddenly vomited against the corner of the wall!

Oh

There was nothing in her stomach, but she was still spitting out. Even the gall water was about to spit out. The little maid on the side hurriedly took out a bag of sour plums from her arms, twisted her eyebrows and whispered, "Miss, you haven't eaten for several days. The maid found that you like sour recently, so she prepared some."

With a sour plum, the imperial concubine's face eased a little. The maid held the imperial concubine and looked at her face carefully. She gently asked, "Miss's face is pale. I'd better ask the imperial doctor to have a look."

"Go back." the Empress Dowager said these words to her, as if the latter was interested in her! Hum, it should have been hers!

The maid's eyes flashed a trace of surprise: "Miss, don't you go to dinner with the king?"

"The timing is wrong."

A ray of morning light led to the dawn. The imperial concubine looked up at the blue sky. A group of wild geese flew through the sky. The maid of the morning wind heard a sigh.

"Because of your promise, I fixed myself in the palace and didn't see the gentleness of the outside world. In this life, whether it's right or wrong, I have no choice but to go on. I want to go on with him. Whether it's death or life, I have to accompany him..." the imperial concubine whispered softly, as if she was calming the uneasiness in her heart and telling others about her firmness.

The rising sun erased the chill of the autumn night. At this time, in the Cloud City, he returned home with a great victory in the World War I without hurting a soldier. Gong Zilin, wearing a war robe, walked to the gate of song Ningyu's courtyard again. With a wary face, he stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the door in front of him. The door was slowly pushed open with a squeaky sound.

Song Ningyu was holding a jade bowl containing the medicine juice flowing out of the huge tripod stove. On the opposite side of the tripod stove and song Ningyu, the dandy face of Baili burning song was dyed black, and one hand was wrapped with a thick cloth strip to carry the tripod stove. It was about that the four tripods on the other side were too heavy, so that the green tendons on the white hand burst.

Then the following Ming Tianni raised her eyebrows and despised her eyes: "but four Shennong tripods will make you tired like this dog. Burning songs for a hundred miles will make you useless in your life!"

Bai Li Fen Ge stared at the furnace tripod in front of him, gasping for breath and sweating all over his body. "Ning Yu, are you ready? I... I can't hold it!"

Gong Zilin stepped forward a few steps and easily took down the tripod among the hundred mile burning singers, making the whole tripod mouth tilt towards song Ningyu. In the sun, Gong Zilin's war robe hasn't been taken off. The golden war clothes are on his body, with a sword around his waist. The hair band on his head is gently tied up, and his long hair is scattered behind him. This figure is against the sense of coordination.

"I didn't think you could match it, but the chess was poor." Ming Tianni leaned lazily against the column next to the corridor, and threw a few eyes at Song Ningyu. Bai Li burned song and shook his arm. Song Ningyu wiped the tripod mouth with his hand. The upper tripod mouth was too sharp, and a hole appeared in his hand.

The blood trickled slowly from the tripod mouth to the ground. The snow-white snake was too tired after a busy day. He was curling aside, squinting and dozing, smelling the smell of blood, fiercely opened his eyes and rushed towards the drop of blood that song Ningyu dropped to the ground. The speed surprised song Ningyu!

The bright red letter licked the drop of blood on the ground, shook its tail and looked at Song Ningyu happily. Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the snake and whispered, "don't you like drinking blood?"

The snow-white tail shook merrily. Song Ningyu stretched out his bleeding hand on his finger. Gong Zilin's eyes were slightly cold. As soon as his hand raised an internal force, he hit the snake. The snake slid away two steps, spitting a faint letter and staring at Gong Zilin!

Blood drips from the fingertips, and then heals quickly with the naked eye! With a flash, Feng stood beside Gong Zilin, and his voice was full of joy.

"Lord, mother, Hongmeng's north coast is lost." is the North Coast lost?

"When did it happen?" song Ningyu glanced and was still at the tripod mouth of the medicine juice drop by drop. His eyebrow was slightly wrinkled, and Ouyang fire

For Ouyang Huo, all she had left was gratitude. In addition, she couldn't give anything.

"Lady, do you care about him?" Gong Zilin's low voice was slightly cold. Song Ningyu suddenly seemed to smell the sour taste of vinegar. He raised his eyes and said with a smile: "yes, I just care about him."