Chapter 499

"You woman! I really want to see what your heart is made of. For decades, you have been so cruel!" the Empress Dowager did not struggle, but looked at him coldly, with endless sadness in her eyes.

She said, "west end, I love you, but now, I can only let you die. After all, I'm sorry for you."

Shuanghe opened the door and shouted out: "come on, this anti people is going to murder the Empress Dowager!!" Shuanghe's unique voice roared. Suddenly, countless imperial guards rushed in and surrounded the man. At the west end, they pinched the Empress Dowager's neck and roared fiercely: "whoever comes another step, I'll strangle her!"

Ouyang Huo came out slowly from the crowd. His eyes were cold and sharp. He finally fixed on the Empress Dowager who was blue and had some difficulty breathing. His eyes flashed slightly.

"If you let me go, I'll let her go when I get out of the palace, or I'll kill this woman!" the man pinched the Empress Dowager's hand and tried again. Ouyang Huo looked slightly cold and raised his hand. The imperial guards beside Ouyang Huo began to retreat out orderly.

All the way out of the hall, Ouyang Huo smiled coldly and coerced the Empress Dowager. In fact, it's better to coerce song Ningyu. He's really a fool. However, he should be glad that he didn't coerce song Ningyu. Otherwise, he will make his life worse than death!

"Let the Empress Dowager go." Ouyang Huo wore a purple and gold robe, emitting a cold and arrogant air in the sun. The man pinched the Empress Dowager's neck and muttered, "you, prepare a fast horse for me, and everyone will step back a thousand steps!"

"I'll give you another chance to let the Empress Dowager go."

"I let her go, you let me go!" the west end looked warily at the man in front of him, who was more and more like the former Emperor and still looked like he hated. He wanted to kill him ten years ago, but the Empress Dowager didn't allow it! Now it seems that it's really retribution!

"Gu said, Gu won't kill you! Let the Empress Dowager go. Gu has never been patient." Ouyang Huo's eyes crossed the west end and fell at the position of the bedroom hall. He urgently wanted to see song Ningyu. All those who blocked him from seeing song Ningyu deserve to die!

"Hum, your emperors have never kept their word, and my patience is limited!" the west end pinched the Empress Dowager's neck. The Empress Dowager's face held back her original skin color, and Ouyang stretched out his hand: "retreat!"

No one dared to refute Ouyang Huo. A horse led out. All the people retreated one after another and withdrew from the glazed hall. The Empress Dowager was moved. After all, Ouyang Huo still cared about her mother and could not put her here!

The feeling in my heart didn't last long, but I was completely splashed with cold water.

The one who got on the west end of the horse was pierced by thousands of arrows, fell off the horse, climbed on the ground, turned around and stared at the dead breath of the Empress Dowager.

Ouyang raised his eyebrows and swept his eyes. The empress dowager, who was unconscious, strode into the glazed hall.

From that day on, the Empress Dowager was ill. She was lying on the hospital bed talking vaguely. Ouyanghuo only sent two maids and three imperial doctors to wait on one side. The rest were clean. Ouyanghuo sat at the head of song Ningyu's bed and looked at the dusk. The lights in the palace were lit again. He didn't care how many people died or how many people were in trouble. That's all he wanted to protect Just alone.

"Tell me, how can I help you? The palace is full of quacks. How can I help you? Tell me." Ouyang Huo shook song Ningyu's hand slightly, and song Ningyu's breath became weaker and weaker.

"Shadow guard!"

"Lord."

"When will the third childe Mu arrive in Chang'an?" the third childe of Mu's residence is called the saint of medicine, but he was sent out to treat the plague in Hecheng! Now he knows it's bad to forcibly transfer him back, but he can't let song Ning go. If he has to devote himself to the country to save her, he won't hesitate!

"It's already on the way, the fastest, tomorrow's Mao hour." Yingwei stood beside Ouyang fire, looked down at the floor, and Shuanghe looked at Ouyang fire with all kinds of anxiety. Ouyang fire would tell him everything as soon as he asked him, but Hongmeng didn't ask him. After such a quiet, his heart became more and more uneasy.

The prosperity of Chang'an city will not be changed by a person's unhappiness and pleasure, nor will it stop because the flower buildings are slaughtered. From a distance, it is still a sea of people. Gong Zilin is sitting by the window, holding a wine jar in his hand and drinking silently. He is full of decadence.

Feng has become the child's father since he came back with the child. He is responsible for talking to the child every day. Feng wants to cry without tears. Gong Zilin just said faintly that if he doesn't want to bring it, he will throw it away.

I thought that after reading the letter written by the young lady, I wouldn't throw away my nephew casually. Who knows whether Gong lailin still has this attitude. If Gong Zilin is bored when he quarrels, he throws out with his collar. Feng is suddenly a little lucky. Fortunately, he took the child with him. If anyone except him comes, it's estimated that he can be killed by the child!

However, at the age of one, he was still climbing all over the ground. He disappeared without paying attention. There were several times when the wind flashed, God saw the child running down the main road. Qingshi long road is also the center of the Great Wall. People come and go, carriages come and go, and every time it was a frightening rescue baby under the car!

Gong Zilin swept his eyes, and the baby who had climbed to his feet threw it at the wind with his collar. The baby was like a family, smiling happily. He looked so cool. He didn't know who the child's father was. How could the child have such a distorted character? It was too noisy.

A dignified commander has become a baby sitter! Feng is also oppressed in his heart, but he can't really throw the child away. At that time, the young lady will come for someone and directly push it on him. Does he still need to live?

It's better to die directly than to toss about the death of the eldest lady!

"Little ancestor, can you be calm? It's dark at night. Why are you so energetic after a day..."

Gong Zilin looked at the child and was suddenly interested. He suddenly asked, "you say, what should my mother's child look like?"

After saying this, except that the child was laughing foolishly, they were silent. Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin's children dare not imagine what they should look like. If they go on like this, it's a problem whether they can come together!

Gong Zilin picked up the child who climbed beside him, picked up a pot of plum blossom and began to feed wine. The child who hadn't cried all day was crying because Gong Zilin had a pot of wine.

The wind frowned and said, "Lord, the child is still young and can't taste anything too strong..."

"Well, I just feed and play."

"...." the child was really unlucky for eight years. He was drunk by Gong Zilin's direct feeding of wine. In the past, Feng couldn't help but caress his forehead. For such a father, Feng also expressed silence for the future Little Lord. Child, it doesn't matter who is reincarnated, not the Gong family!